I used the phone to call the new rehab facility that Granny was in and talked to the social worker. “I need to make sure she’s well taken care of. I’m looking for work with insurance, but right now we’re going to have to pay out of pocket. I want to make sure Billing can put me on a payment plan.” I didn’t care that the guys were going to help me, I would pay as much as I could without their help. It was the least I could do.
“That’s fine, we’ll adjust it accordingly. And she’ll get the best care possible, I promise you. She’s a neat lady, Agnes.”
I smiled. “Yes, she is. I’ll come visit her tomorrow, please tell her that.”
“She’ll love a visitor I’m sure.”
After I ended the call, and finished applying at a local community college, I searched for some local jobs that had insurance. A bank was hiring and I didn’t even have to work fu
ll time to get benefits!
My life was finally changing for the better, and now—more than ever—I was sure I could do everything I wanted. I was strong.
Epilogue
6 months later
Bree
It was late at night, and I was waiting at the apartment for the guys to come back from work. I moved through the dark kitchen, checking if I’d set everything I’d planned to, and tried to calm my nerves. The lit candles I’d put all around made the atmosphere romantic and erotic at the same time. There were flowers on the countertops and the big pasta dinner I’d cooked for them waited for them on the table.
I had something to tell them, and I couldn’t wait until they arrived. I was in my new lingerie only, intent on seducing them, and the thought gave me butterflies. I couldn’t wait to see their expressions.
So many things had changed since the day Caleb and Trent brought me here. I started college, and I didn’t have to worry about money anymore since they were more than generous when it came to helping me with my expenses. Plus my job at the bank had turned out great. I really liked working with all different types of people every day. Also, I helped the guys with this place and cooked meals for the men at the firehouse, which I loved.
Granny had recovered, and she’d been happy when she heard I got along well with the guys. They had invited her to live with us, but she insisted on giving us some privacy. In the end, she had decided to move to an assisted living facility. I was relieved that she’d gotten used to her new life quickly, having already made some great friends, and I didn’t have to stress about whether she was alright there or not.
As soon as I heard the front door opening, I rushed to the hallway to greet the guys. They were wearing jackets and had duffel bags in their hands, but when they saw me, they dropped them and closed the distance between us in an instant.
“Really, baby? You’re wearing only this tiny bra and panties? So naughty,” Caleb said and slapped my ass, pressing his lips against mine a second later.
Trent came behind me and grinded against my ass. His hands found my hips and pulled me against him, the friction of our bodies sending shots of pleasure straight to my core. I was already drunk on them, responding to their fervent kisses and touches with my own, and nothing else mattered but getting them deep inside of me.
I led them to our bedroom and pushed Caleb onto the bed. I straddled him and pulled Trent closer to me, burning to get their cocks inside of me as soon as possible.
“Fuck. You’re making me so hard,” Caleb said and rubbed his raging cock against my mound. We were all still wearing clothes, but there was no time for undressing. I needed them right now.
I pulled Caleb’s pants and boxers down, setting his erection free, and moved my undies aside before I impaled myself on him. I let a strangled moan out, growing hot from the intense pleasure.
Trent knelt behind me and positioned himself right behind my ass hole, sliding his tip over my small entrance.
“I couldn’t keep you out of my head the whole day,” Trent told me, smearing his pre-cum over my anus. It felt so good. “I need you.”
“I need you too.” I moaned when Caleb moved, his sharp thrust inside of me leaving me without breath.
Trent pushed inside of my ass and hit the wall of my womb with one single thrust, and it felt sensational. I was complete with them inside of me, which was the best feeling ever. They rode me fast, owning my body, heart, and soul, and I never wanted this to end. I wanted this pleasure to last forever—this searing, mind-numbing pleasure that made me addicted. I was so addicted.
They pumped me harder, making me come—once, twice, thrice—until they finally allowed themselves release, sending their seed deep inside of me.
We’d spent the next several minutes catching our breath in silence, well spent and completely sweaty. I was ready to reveal the news to them.
“Okay, I have something to show you.” I stood up and went to the closet. I took their fire gear bag and brought it to them. “Open it.”
They looked at each other in slight confusion before they unzipped the bag and found two wrapped packages.
Trent raised his eyebrows. “What’s this?”
I grinned. “Open it and you’ll see.”