It just keeps streaming down my thighs, dammit—-
Down, down, down.
Just a creamy, hot, endless flow of cum that by the time it finally trickles to a stop, and I feel the two shifters gently easing off—-
"Adalheidis." It's Haine whispering my name while Rayé brings my hand to his lips, and a bittersweet pain squeezes my heart as I watch them move off the couch.
Both men going down on one knee in front of me—-
One with moss-jade eyes, another with eyes like the sun—-
And when our gazes meet—-
That's when I know it's time to stop lying to myself.?? You smell good. ??I WAKE UP TO HAINE's sleep-roughened voice murmuring the words while he nuzzles the side of my neck. His mouth tickles and thrills, and I let out a little sigh even as I arch my neck. On my other side, I feel another warm and hard body stir, and my heart skips a beat. It's just the most breathtakingly surreal feeling, waking up cozily sandwiched between two gorgeous shifters...
Shit.
I sit up and try getting to my feet, but I've barely lifted my butt off when both men take each of my hands to yank me back down.
"Where do you think you're going?" It's the Cheshire Cat speaking this time, and while Rayé with bed hair is a whole new kind of adorable, I have no time to appreciate it.
"I need to go." I'm trying my best not to panic, but it's hard. "My sister must be frantic by now. Maddie could've called the police—-"
"We've taken care of it, little Alice," Rayé murmurs.
The words make me freeze, and I'm torn between dread and hope. "Exactly how did you take care of it?"
"Mr. Time owes us a favor. He's made sure that when we take you back to your world, only an hour or so has gone by."
"And he can guarantee it?" I ask warily.
"He's Time, darling."
A sigh of relief escapes me, and my body relaxes. "Thank you," I whisper.
"We'll always take care of you..." It's Haine whispering in my ear again. "So come back to sleep now..." The Hatter pulls me back to lean against him while I feel the Cheshire Cat reach for my hand and place it over his chest.
My eyes drift close, and as my mind slips back into sleep, I have this sensation of falling—-
Down, down, down."ADDIE...you're starting to hold the line."
Chassie's voice yanks me back to earth, and my face contorts with a grimace when I realize I've just lost myself in wet (day)dreams while queuing up at the cafeteria.
Oops.
I dump a salad box on my tray and grab a can of juice before beating a quick retreat and making a beeline for our usual table by the windows.
It's been less than 48 hours since I got back to my world, and just as Mr. Time had promised the two men I'm now, um, dating, I was able to come home with no one realizing how long I've actually been gone.
Well, no one at home, at least.
Chassie, however...
I bite back a sigh when my friend joins me at the table, and I see her struggling to hide her concern. "You need to chill out, please. You're making me feel like I'm on suicide watch or something."
"But are you really okay?" she asks in an anxious whisper. "You keep spacing out..."
Well, naturally.
I had my first taste of threesome the other night, so of course I can't help but relive it over and over.
But since no way I'm going to tell her that...
I clear my throat while I do my best to retrieve my mind from the gutter. "There's really nothing for you to worry about—-"
But Chassie remains unconvinced. "Is it Laurel? Have you seen her? Heard from her?"
That's the name of Mean-Girl-Turned-Psycho by the way, and I only found out about it since everyone's talking about her. Apparently, Laurel's mom reported her missing...on the same night she went after me with a knife.
It's suspicious to say the least, and I know there's every possibility Laurel could be lurking nearby, just waiting for the perfect moment to catch me alone. I know it should be enough to make me paranoid, but honestly?
"It doesn't matter if she's alive," I say under my breath. "With Rayé and Haine here, she doesn't stand a chance."
Chassie slowly nods. "That's true, but..." Her brows meet together in a frown. "If that's the case, then there's something else bothering you. Isn't there? I always catch you looking like..." She suddenly stops speaking, and I feel heat slowly suffuse my cheeks when I see an awed expression fall over my friend's face.
"You lied," she breathes out.
Oh...shit.
Although I haven't told Chassie a single thing about my current, um, setup with the two shifters, I didn't really have to. Mr. Time apparently let something slip when he was meeting with the dragons, and they in turn told Chassie, who then asked me about it...