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SAYLOR
K hiara remains inside and his good hand is pressing down on the small of my back, holding me in place. I look around with wild eyes, feeling this overwhelming urge to get away. Wren also still has a tight grip on my hands.
“Say,” Wren says, squeezing. “Say. Look at me.”
My darting eyes land on hers. My heart is racing for an entirely different reason. I can’t believe I did this. I feel wrong. Like I really fucked up.
“Huh,” I exhale more than say a word.
“Say, it’s okay,” she says, staring into my eyes with a deadly serious look on her face. “You’re my best friend. I love you. Khiara loves you. Sek’su loves me. You’re okay. We’re all okay.”
Khiara slides out of my pussy leaving that almost painful emptiness behind and that small part of me wants him back inside. It undermines the need to get away.
“Wren…”
“Say it’s fine,” she says, not moving or letting go.
I hear Khiara moving but can’t take my attention off of Wren. She has this imploring look that holds me. A moment later, a blanket drapes over my naked body and I feel less exposed, somehow safer though my nipples are throbbing with the cold from the table.
“Yeah,” I say, nodding still breathing too fast. “You’re… you’re sure? We’re not… this isn’t…”
“Say, it’s fine,” she says, smiling her brilliant smile.
Sek’su moves from behind her, following the example set by my mate and getting her a blanket. He’s walking around naked, his cock is bigger than Khiara’s, swinging like a third arm between his legs. Khiara isn’t bothered by it though. He’s also walking around with his not unimpressive cock flinging free.
The boys go over to the wash station, talking softly with each other. They don’t seem to be bothered in the slightest, either by each other or by what we just did. Seeing that, my heart rate slows, and my breathing does too.
“Fine,” I say, nodding. “We’re fine.”
“Saylor, you’re beautiful and that was hot,” Wren says making me blush.
“Thank you,” I say.
“No, I mean it,” she insists, finally letting go of my hands.
We both stand up. Khiara is approaching and Sek’su goes to her. They have wet cloths in their hands.
“My dragoste,” Khiara says, offering the cloth.
I couldn’t keep the smile off my face if I tried. I lower the blanket and without a word, he washes me. He’s gentle and attentive, making sure I’m cleaned of all the mess that comes along with good sex.
Sek’su is doing the same for Wren, though he has to make several trips to the basin due to the massive amount of mess he made on her chest and stomach. She laughs and it fills the room with joy.
“You’re okay?” I whisper to Khiara.
“Okay?” he asks, looking up. He’s on his knees before me, cleaning my thighs and lady bits. “Why not okay?”
I try not to stammer or feel embarrassed, but it comes again.
“This,” I say with a slight nod of my head towards Wren and Sek’su. “You’re okay with… that?”
He smiles.
“Any moment I get to be with you,” he says. “It is all I ever want, my dragoste. Why would I not be okay with others seeing my love for you? My heart is yours. Always.”
My own heart swells at his words. I could not possibly have a better mate.
“And mine is yours, my dragoste.”
He smiles and resumes his cleaning. I bend my head down and kiss the top of his head. He is mine and I am his. And more than that, my best friend has her mate too. Together the four of us have many challenges to face, but at least right now I am absolutely certain that we will conquer them all.
HAPPY FOR NOW… BUT THE STORY CONTINUES…
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