Chapter 72. Double Trouble

Savannah’s POV

And then I’m done. I really don’t know if there’s anything more in me. I feel my vision getting blurry as Logan shifts up the bed, curling in behind me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me back into him.

“Just rest for a minute,” he says. He’s still hard. I feel his length pushed up against my ass, but for a minute he’s just cuddled into me.

“But only a minute,” Logan follows as he sits up against the head of the bed on the other side, moonshine in one hand, and the other stroking my hair, smirking at me.

“I… don’t know if I can take any more…” I say through breathless pants.

Harlan and Logan exchange a look, but they didn’t say anything. For a minute, I just lay there in the silence. Harlan’s finger runs across my arm and he starts idly stroking my nipple. And I’m conscious of his hard length still pushing against my backside.

You’re stronger than you know… — I hear him say internally.

Having rested a bit, I’m s