Page 18 of Eternal Pieces

“Fuck yes, baby.” He punctuates his words with harsh thrusts.

They both come with a loud grunt and the roof of the tent spins until all I see is black. Every tiny sensation on my body is heightened, but it’s their hot come in my pussy that I feel the most. When they pull out, it trickles down to my cheeks, and I sob at the loss of it, of them.

Feeling my vulnerabilities, Max holds me close until I calm down.

It takes all my remaining strength to roll off him, and I end up with my face buried deep in the cushions. Once I come back to my senses, I hear them arguing about numbers.

“You’re seriously tied again?” I groan. “I can’t do any more. My pussy needs an ice bath after today.” If I had the energy, I’d crawl out of here and bury my ass deep in the snow to cool down, but screw moving.

“We have plenty of time to figure it all out, lie back and relax,” Max says, rolling me to my back. I wince as something cold touches my pussy. “I’m just cleaning you up.”

Slinging one arm over my face I let him wipe their come off my pussy, ass, and thighs. He plants gentle kisses on each area. Once he’s done, he helps me sit up and shoves some extra cushions under my sore ass as well as draping a blanket over my shoulders.

“How are you both not ready to pass out like I am?”

Maddox passes me a mug of something hot, cocoa by the sweet smell of it, and a plate of food stacked high. Gingerbread, slices of meat and cheese, strawberries, and grapes. It’s what seems to be a random assortment, but it’s actually a selection of my favorites.

“Baby, we’re always ready to fuck you. Your body is impossible to resist. Plus, we’re strapping, virile young men.” He flexes his arms, and I laugh. “We may have also popped one or two of Max’s little blue pills.”

As I eat, I try to think of a solution to our groom problem, but nothing comes up. Instead, an entire new list of worries forms. “There’s going to be so much to deal with before the wedding.” As well as all the planning, we have to find out if I’m pregnant and tell our parents the big news. I’m a little nervous about how their dad will react after I ghosted the family. And my mom…she’s made barely any effort to keep in touch with me anyway.

“I need to finish the next few months of college and find a job. There’ll be hospital appointments and cake tasting and—” Max shoves a strawberry in my mouth.

“And, Mad and I will make sure it all goes smoothly. There’s nothing you need to stress about, sweetheart.”

“You know what this means?” Maddox is suddenly full of even more energy.

“What?” I struggle to match his enthusiasm.

He loops his arm over my shoulders and lays an extra blanket over our laps. “We finally get to show you off like we always wanted to.”

He’s right. We get to walk hand in hand down the street, two engagement rings on my finger, and if anyone says anything, I’ll keep smiling. Because I have nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, it’s the complete opposite. I’m the luckiest girl in the world.

I’m picturing our futures together when Max suddenly leaves the tent and calls over his shoulder, “You’re going to want to see this.”

Maddox helps me out, and we all stand on a blanket laid out on the snow with another wrapped around us.

“What did you want us to—wow!” I’m stunned by the beauty of the frozen lake in front of us. The setting sun has turned the sky pink, and it reflects off the ice, making the lake look like a sea of sparkling pink and silver glitter.

“You always loved a sunset, I thought this would be a good end to the day,” Max says quietly.

He planned this? They both did?

I’m left speechless. Happy tears blur my vision. Max wipes them away and smiles softly at me. There’s no pain in his eyes, no darkness or anger. I look up at Maddox, who has an equally content expression as he stares at the ice. He senses me watching him and turns that smile toward me.

Every tiny worry fades away, and we let ourselves enjoy the sunset until the cold becomes too much to bear and we retreat to the tent.

Bundled up together inside, it’s warm and cozy enough to spend the night thanks to Max and Maddox’s efforts. After we eat some more, we’re all ready to pass out. They tuck me in between them, piling blankets high on top of us before kissing me good night.

“Thank you for all of this.”

It may have been a game, a fun way for them to play each other for my hand in marriage, but through it all, they put me first.

“You don’t have to thank us for anything, sweetheart.” Max holds me tighter from behind while Maddox moves close enough for our noses to touch.

“You being our forever is all we need.”

CHAPTER 10

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