24. Izzy
Iwas sore, wet, and incredibly sticky. I wasn't really sure what else but confused was a good start.
I laid naked and used up between the two men I never thought would want me. Full to the brim with their cum.
"Um-" They both rolled to face me "-I think we should maybe discuss this?" I gestured between us. I needed to make sure that they really wanted to try some sort of relationship, that they weren't already planning their escape.
My phone began to buzz from Oliver's table.
"Also, why do you have my phone?"
Oliver rolled over, scooping it up and ignoring my question entirely. "It's the gremlin. She can wait." He silenced it.
"There's not much to talk about, baby girl." Maddox took me by the waist and pulled my back flush to his chest. His noticeably hard erection dug into my ass, and I hissed.
I wiggled in his arms trying to escape.
"You're about to start something you can't finish," Maddox warned me. He was right, my vagina and ass were thoroughly sore. "The answer you're looking for though? You're ours."
I went to argue, but Oliver rolled back and covered my mouth with his hand. "Just listen. I love your quips, but you need to hear this. We want you. Together. The same as we told you last night. Nothing has changed, if anything, we need you even more. We can figure out the rest as we go. I have always ached for you, but you were too young. I intended to let you figure yourself out before you fell into my embrace. Then Maddox came along." Oliver gave said man a mocking glare over my shoulder. "He refused to leave your side, and seriously? You're trouble. I need all the help I can get."
My heart warmed but thinking back to everything he admitted to the night prior, I also felt a bit alarmed. This was a. Lot. Their interest, their plan, their obsession.
It was bordering on the line of stalkerish, but for some reason it didn't worry me too much. It made me feel flattered.
Maybe I should really look into therapy.
I always thought these two were attractive, but now that they showed their interest? I was suddenly shy and didn't know what to say. Plus, the man from last night? That was another problem.
On cue, my phone began to buzz again.
I snatched it from Oliver's hand as he went to silence it and maneuvered out of their grips. "I will be right outside. I promise, but first I need to get clean." As they both went to move, I firmly added, "Alone. Please? I won't be far."
I stepped into the bathroom first. Relieving myself and taking a quick shower. I ignored the dull ache between my legs. I stepped out, drying off, and threw on Oliver's shirt and Maddox's boxers before moving back to the bedroom. Both mens' gazes were directly on my form, following my every move.
"You have two minutes," Maddox stated firmly.
My phone began to ring again. I held up my hand, I didn't want the men to hear me from my adjoining room so instead, I exited into the hallway, answering the phone.
"Hey, mamacita!" I greeted Yara as I took a few steps down the hall.
"Where are you?" Concern dripped from her tone.
"What's wrong?" Yara never was this serious.
"Where are you?" she repeated.
"I'm with Maddox and Oliver. What's going on? You're starting to scare me."
Yara breathed heavily through the phone, obviously relieved. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I had my go to guy check him out, but then I just had this feeling, and I wish I acted sooner."
My hair turned to pinpoints up and down my arms and legs. Down the hall a door shut. "Yara, you're scaring me."
"Izzy, you need to leave that hotel. Tell Oliver and Maddox. That man from last night wasn't who he said he was. You know him! He was in the reunion photos! Leave now. Go home, get away!"
I didn't realize I was no longer alone, until my phone was yanked from me. I went to scream but a hand holding a scratchy material covered my mouth. The chemical smell was overwhelming.
"Now hush, Miss Kane, it's time for us to be reacquainted."
I met the man's dark eyes before the world spun and darkened around me.