Chapter 117

Christof was the last to take me. They lowered my limp, sated body over his cock and I groaned. He allowed me to ride him at my own pace until he poured into me.

"It is good we are together, again," he whispered into my ear as I lay draped across him.

"Yes, it is good," I breathed into his sweaty neck.

Evan tasted me all over once Christof had finished. He slipped his tongue all over my body. As he worked, I felt the bond strengthen and solidify in my mind.

Damien carried me to the bath and cleaned me up. His hands massaged my back and rubbed the soreness out of every part of me. It turned out I like the rubbing as much as he did, which made him grin.

"Come back to bed with us and rest," Master Damien said scooping me up and moving us back to the bed.

Like this afternoon I was placed under layers of warm blankets. The torches in the bedroom were extinguished and the still darkness surrounded us. My mens' breathing quickly evened out and I drifted