The silence in my childhood bedroom was heavy, broken only by the sound of our ragged breathing.
I lay sandwiched between my two stepbrothers on my old single bed, my body completely spent and marked.
Alexander was pressed against my back, his muscular arm draped possessively over my waist. Lucas lay in front of me, his face inches from mine, his hand gently stroking my c*m-covered thigh.
Cum leaked slowly from both my p***y and ass, soaking the sheets beneath us. My skin was sticky with dried seed from the night before and fresh loads from my stepbrothers. My n*****s were red and sensitive. My throat felt raw. Every small movement sent sparks of soreness and lingering pleasure through my overused holes.
Yet I felt strangely calm, safe, and wanted.
Alexander kissed the back of my nec
