Epilogue

Epilogue
A Year Later

We had just got home from the waterfalls. Today was a real scorcher, so we decided to go swimming. Mom and dad had moved out a couple of months ago, and we were glad to have the house back to ourselves. Though I would miss mom’s terrible cooking and Rayan’s constant “I’m bored.”

I rushed into the house, intending to shower. I screamed, “I call dibs,” racing toward the bathroom. Three days in a row, we had run out of hot water, and I was not freezing again. Yesterday the water was so cold my nipples practically inverted to escape the torrents of icy water. But not today, Satan, not today. That hot water is mine. They could have shriveled balls; my titties weren’t freezing because they used all the water again. Stripping off as I ran down the hallway, I darted in, slamming the door behind me.

I had barely stepped under the spray when the door burst open and smashed into the wall as they shoved and pushed each other, trying to get in the shower with me.

“No, you are both too big to fit,” I scolded them.

“That’s what they all say,” Ace murmured, and I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, I will fit, baby,” Tyson purred, trying to shove Ace away. I growled at them trying to invade my shower. Ace shoved Tyson, making him land in the bathtub. He growled angrily at him as Ace hopped into the cramped stall. I shrieked when my back came in contact with the cold tiles. Ace was mauling me when the shower screen door opened again.

“Nope, definitely not. I am already squashed,” I snapped at Tyson, but he ignored me. Ace jumped away from him, growling and baring his teeth.

“Gross, bro. Your dick touched my fucking leg,” he growled. Tyson growled at him, yanking me out of Ace’s grip.

“Both of you out! I wanted to shave,” I whined.

“I can shave you, though. I am kinda digging the Amazonian look,” Ace chuckled.

“Fuck off!” I snapped at him, and I groaned when Tyson hit the shower caddy off the wall trying to move in the cramped space, knocking down the soaps and shampoo.

“There are two other showers in the house. Out!” I barked at them.

“But none have a Lucy in them,” Ace purred, tugging me to him while I tried to escape his clutches to bend down and grab the soap. I snatched the soap and shampoo bottle off the ground only to be held down by hands on my shoulders.

“Well, while you’re down there…” Ace purred, smacking me in the face with his manhood.

“Go on, be a love and get on it,” Ace said, thrusting his hips at my face, and I bit the head of his cock when he pushed me back down, smacking me with his hardened cock again.

“Oh, I don’t mind a bit of teeth. I will take any attention in the schlong region,” he said, gripping my hair and tugging it. I glared up at him.

“No. I got your sloppy seconds last time,” Tyson snarled.

“Paper, scissors, rock ya for her,” Ace said.

I growled as I gripped Tyson’s hip, hauling myself up between them. “I will paper scissor rock you to get the fuck out of my shower,” I snapped at them.

“I make you a deal. If you get out of the shower, you get a free pass,” Ace taunted, gripping my hips in his giant hands. Tyson chuckled as I squirmed between them, only for Tyson to press against my back, sandwiching me between them.

“You two are impossible.”

“No, I would say I am rather easy,” Ace retorted, pressing his cock against my stomach. Tyson hummed in agreement, pressing his lips to my shoulder.

Ace suddenly turns, washing or rather playing with himself. I shook my head at him, turning away from him. Tyson growled at him wanking himself and hogging all the hot water.

“What? I am just heating up her dinner,” he said. I elbowed him when Tyson’s hand slipped between my thighs.

“Well, I’m playing with mine,” Tyson purred, his fingers circling my clit. I moaned softly.

“And you think you’re not easy?” he growled at my sudden mood change as my arousal perfumed the room. Stupid bond.

“Easily mine,” Ace taunted, shoving his finger inside me from behind, and I pressed against him, losing all track of my thoughts.

“Ah fuck, dinner’s served then,” I growled, gripping Tyson’s shoulders and shoving him to his knees. Tyson chuckled, hoisting my leg over his shoulder, and I leaned back against Ace, whose lips went to my neck.

I smiled to myself. This is life. There is no place I would rather be than pressed between my two Alphas.

The End