Chapter 135 The Morning After the Impossible
POV Maya:
I open my eyes slowly, feeling like I’ve been run over by a bus… not a bus—a tractor, after all, I’m on a farm. My body aches everywhere. My pussy is sore and probably ruined for any man who isn’t one of the Moretti brothers. But seriously, what the hell happened? One minute I was radiant, taking cock in my mouth and in my pussy, and the next I was blacked out, hearing someone laugh at me—most likely Dominic, though I’m still not entirely sure.
I try to sit up and collapse back onto the bed, startled by how lethargic my body feels. I scan the room for my phone and quickly spot it on the nightstand. I stretch and grab it, then scroll to the number of the only person who can tell me what’s going on with me. I make the call and wait to hear her voice.
“So you remembered you have a friend?”
“Tay, I need to know how you haven’t fallen into a coma yet,” I cut my friend off, desperate for answers.
“What the hell are you talking about, you lunatic?”
“Tay, I fucked just one brother and I’m lying in bed in pain everywhere. I tried to get up and fell. My body isn’t obeying me. My pussy is sore and sensitive—the poor thing took every kind of beating you can imagine. Tay, why didn’t you tell me that having a harem would put me at risk of never walking again?” I machine-gun her with questions, and all I hear from the bitch is her laughter. “Taylor Black, this is not funny, damn it.”
“Oh, friend, it absolutely is,” she keeps laughing, and I feel like hanging up on her, but I can’t—I need answers. “And you thought I lived in a pink world, full of cocks whenever I wanted.”
“I really did think that. Not anymore,” I admit. “Tay, only one brother fucked me and I’m already barely standing. How am I supposed to handle a gang? Friend, I’m going to chicken out. I’ll say I made a mistake.”
“Maya, I’m sorry, but I need to laugh a little more,” the bitch laughs again, and I hang up on her.
Dominic was right. I can’t handle it.
I try to get up once more and feel my legs wobble, but I manage to stand. I take a few steps and realize I’m walking like a duck. My phone starts ringing, and Tay’s name flashes on the screen. Even annoyed, I end up answering.
“Don’t hang up.”
“Fine. But tell me your secret.”
“There is no secret. We work very well together. I trust them. They know how far I can go. They never make me take… I can’t believe we’re actually having this conversation.”
“Neither can I. Now keep going.”
“They don’t push me past my limit. And I believe neither do your men—otherwise more than one of them would have had sex with you.”
She’s right. Luca didn’t let any of his brothers have sex with me after he pulled out of me.
“So that means I have zero stamina,” I say, snorting indignantly. “Friend, I was destroyed by just one.”
“Why do you think I run and work out every day? Maya, I have four men to keep up with. I can’t deny them sex, and I can’t give it to one and refuse the others.”
“Equality always.”
“Exactly. Don’t focus on how to do it, and don’t pressure yourself so much. Let things happen naturally. Your body will adapt to them soon enough.”
I sigh, accepting my friend’s advice. After all, she has four boyfriends, and whenever I see them, they look very satisfied.
“Thank you. I won’t pressure myself. I’ll let things happen naturally.” I glance toward the door and decide to ask one more thing. “Friend, tell me one more thing.”
“Ask.”
“How am I supposed to handle double penetration? Is there a real risk I’ll never walk again?” I hear her laughter and roll my eyes, knowing that for every question I ask, I’ll have to endure her laughing at me.
Wonderful.