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I felt great after Alice and Zofi left together. I mean yeah, the sex was amazing, but beyond that, it was really nice to just have fun together with everyone coming out happy and satisfied without a single shred of thought given to how the session impacted our emotional relationships.

Case in point: after dinner with Belle and her dad, I headed home to study and finish my assignments. I’d accomplished next to nothing Monday night before Sam pulled me into the shower and fucked my cares away, and needed to catch up. I was still at my desk after 9pm when my bedroom door opened and Belle walked in.

She paused and looked around, rather obviously scanning the room and completely ignoring me.

“Um, can I help you?” I asked rather formally.

Pursing her lips, Belle sighed and finally came in, closing the door behind her. “I was checking to see if you already had company tonight. I came over last night to try and cheer you up after everything went down with Neevie, but you were ... ah ... already taken care of.”

I blinked. “Wait, when did you come over?”

Belle sighed. “It was late, like almost midnight. You and Sam were sleeping.”

“YOU were the cat!” I exclaimed abruptly, pointing my finger.

Belle stared at me like I’d grown a horn out of my head. “What?”

I rubbed my face and shook my head. “I had a weird dream last night, about a bunch of little birds and a black cat with green eyes. When I woke up, I thought I saw the cat right next to the bed, or at least the cat’s eyes.”

Belle winced. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. You just rolled over and spooned up to Sam, so I tried to slip out quietly without disturbing you.”

I nodded. “It’s alright. I wasn’t disturbed. Just wondering if I’d been seeing things.”

Belle shrugged and pointed to the desk. “You almost done with schoolwork?”

“Almost.”

She nodded. “I’m gonna take a shower. Wrap it up and then come to bed?”

I checked the clock. It was too early to sleep, so I figured she wanted to get laid. Despite this afternoon’s incredible threesome with Alice and Zofi, I knew I could manage for my little Annabelle. I smiled at her and nodded. “Sure.”

She gave me a tight smile, went to the closet, and started disrobing. I found myself distracted from my books, and wound up spinning my chair around to watch the cute strawberry-blonde take her clothes off.

When Belle realized I was watching, she flashed me a coy smile and turned her back to me. Her panties were the last article to come off, and she bent at the waist to let me ogle her pert buttcheeks and tender peach between. When she stood up and turned around, she was covering her tits with both hands, much to my chagrin. I pouted dramatically, and she giddily thrust both arms out and started swaying, making her perky boobs jiggle. And with a laugh, she finally headed into the bathroom.

I was sorely tempted to follow her, but I really did have to finish answering the last few questions. I forced myself to focus and actually took longer to complete my assignment than Belle spent in the shower. So when I finally set down my pencil and turned my chair around, she was already in my bed, fully naked and masturbating while watching me work.

Having already showered after Alice’s anal adventure over the armrest, I didn’t feel a pressing need to clean up again, so I simply stripped down and went to join her. After pulling the covers over our naked bodies, I took my Annabelle’s little body into my arms and cuddled us close together. A moment later, our mouths met and she sighed in obvious contentment.

“I love you, Matty. I love you more than anything or anyone,” she said a little thickly. There was moisture in her eyes that I didn’t expect, and I briefly wondered if I’d done something wrong. “I hope you know that.”

Furrowing my eyebrows, I brushed Belle’s hair back and gave her a reassuring smile. “I DO know that. I love you too.”

Her lips quivered as she took a deep breath and stared into my eyes. The pale green color glowed, not unlike the way must have been shimmering last night for me to even see them in the darkness. And in a quietly serious voice, she added, “I love you more than any of the others love you. More than Sam, more than Neevie, more than Mari or Alice or Zofi. I’m the one who knows you best. I’m the one who loves you best. Please tell me you know that.”

I frowned. “I ... It’s different. My relationships with each of you are very different from each other.”

She didn’t like that answer. “Different yes. I know Alice and Zofi don’t have any romantic intentions toward you. Mari would have liked to, but she’s my best friend and she’d never steal you from me. I was fine with your relationship with Neevie. I always knew it was more physical than anything else, and now that it’s over, it’s a non-issue. And Sam doesn’t have time for you. She’s got a million things going on at once and you’re like number eight-five on her priority list.”

Belle suddenly rolled me onto my back and filled her right hand with my prick. I was already mostly hard from making out with a sexy, petite strawberry blonde who happened to be naked and rubbing her big tits into my chest. My little pixie dragged her wet pussy up and down my erection trapped between us, lubing me up with her liquid arousal. She’d been masturbating for a few minutes already, so when she elevated my shaft and started sinking herself down, she was already stretched enough to keep her incredible tightness from being unpleasant. And after a minute she finally had herself fully seated on my big schlong.

Clutching my shoulders and staring straight into my eyes, Belle leaned forward and intoned in a grave tone that juxtaposed strangely with the intimately sexual act. “I’m the one who’s always with you. I’m the one who loves you more than anyone else. I will fucking burn down anyone and anything that ever tries to get between us. You understand me?”

Her eyes, expression, and voice brooked no dissent. I didn’t doubt she meant every word, and I nodded. “I understand.”

“I love you, Matty,” she moaned while starting to ride me up and down. “I’m going to love you for the rest of my life. I don’t EVER want to be parted from you, you understand me? Forget everything I ever said about needing to spread my wings and find other experiences. I LOVE you. ONLY you. You’ll be my one and only until the day I die, you understand me?”

She was humping hard and yet staring straight at me. I nodded and repeated, “I understand.”

“You’re MINE. You hear me? MINE,” she crowed. “Don’t worry, I’ll still share you with my friends. If things work out with you and Neevie, I’ll be happy to let you violate her sweet ass over and over again. I know I can’t compete with those other girls physically. I’m just too small and too tight. I’m happy to fuck myself while watching you pound the shit outta them. I’ll still love sucking your tasty cream out of their wrecked bodies and leaking holes. Nobody’s ever gonna love you the way I love you, you understand me? Huh? You understand me?”

“I understand!” I gasped. Good fucking lord she was tight, and she was humping me with such power and speed I felt like I was going to lose my nut already.

“I love you, Matty! I love you! I LOOOOOOOOOVVVVVEEEEEE YYYYYYYOOOOOOOUUUUU!!!!”

Belle threw her head back and howled, climaxing in record time. She really did make me lose my nut, and I blasted off quicker than I’d done in a long while as well.

She screamed. I roared. She squeezed. I yanked her hips down while belching wave after wave of hot spunk into her tight body, my cockhead just barely touching her cervical walls.

And then she slumped over my chest, nibbling on my neck. A moment later, she bit down ... HARD ... and kept on sucking until she’d left a bright red hickey on my neck, marking her territory.

“You’re mine, Matty,” Belle groaned into my ear before kissing me. “You understand me?”

“I understand,” I replied automatically.

But inside, I wasn’t so sure I understood.