ESTHER

The next few days blurred together in the most addictive way possible.

I spent most of my time in their bed, or on the couch, or bent over the kitchen island. They took turns claiming every inch of me, always gentle at first, then slowly letting their hunger show. They stretched me, filled me, taught me how to take them deeper, how to ride them, how to beg so prettily that it made all three of them lose control.

And I loved every second of it.

This morning, Asher had me pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city, fucking me slow and deep from behind while the sun...