I barely slept after Julian and Marcus left my room. My body still felt them. My lips were swollen from their kisses. My p***y was sore in the best and worst way. Every time I moved, I remembered how they had taken turns inside me while David was just outside the door. The pleasure had been real, but now guilt sat heavy in my stomach like a stone.
When morning came, I took a long shower and tried to look normal. I chose a simple white dress and went downstairs. My legs felt shaky.
The three men were already at the breakfast table. David sat at the head in his wheelchair. Julian looked relaxed and confident. Marcus was quieter, but his eyes found mine immediately.
“Good morning, Clara,” Julian said with a slow smile. “You look beautiful. Did you manage to sleep after that… bad dream?”
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