Page 40 of Sacrificing Zoriah

“Wha… Oh, golly,” I say with wide eyes when they both get completely undressed.

“Golly?” Ben asks.

“Mhmm. That is code for ‘you two are sexy as fuck and I want you inside of me’,” I say. “But I’m being punished.”

“Yes, you are,” Ben smirks as he moves over to lay beside me.

“Noooo. Not a naked sandwich,” I groan, dramatically drawing my words out when they both roll to face me and move in close. “That’s mean. You’re teasing me.”

“I notice you are including Ben in your remarks about wanting sex,” Roman says.

“Mhmm,” I smile. “Is that cheating? You mentioned him in the ‘who can touch me’ statement.”

“No,” he laughs. “He kind of weaseled his way into things.”

“He can weasel his way into me,” I cackle.

“Perv. I mean, I wasn’t completely planning on sharing you with him, but I can’t deny him. Can you?”

“Oh… No. I wouldn’t deny him. I kinda feel like a whore, though… for wanting three men to fuck me half to death, but… I have three holes. You’ll figure it out.”

“Why do you feel like a whore?” Ben asks.

“Well… mostly I just feel like getting train raped by fifty people made me want a lot of things consensually.”

“Fifty?” Roman asks.

“Haley makes fifty. She finger-raped me,” I say. “Well… she also ate me out… That was weird and traumatic. I don’t like her.”

“We can talk about this when you are sober,” Roman says.

“Why not now?” I ask. “It’s not much to talk about. I gave you consent to throat-fuck me anytime you want. You want to include Ben in our relationship so that consent is extended to him. When we find Huxley, he will get consent for whatever you two have.”

“You are a weird drunk,” Ben says. “So open.”

“I can show you open, Ben. If you want,” I giggle.

“Maybe later, Marigold,” he laughs and kisses my neck.

“I just want you three to tell me what to do, keep me safe, and fuck the shit out of me… when I’m ready. I don’t think I’m ready for penis party time,” I mumble.

“When you are sober… we can discuss it more,” Roman says again with a smirk. “We need to see if you remember this tomorrow.”

“I’ll remember the two giant dicks pressed against me,” I say as I close my eyes. I wiggle my ass and giggle when Ben groans.

“Go to sleep before I fuck you sober, little girl,” Ben growls in my ear.

“Promise?” I ask innocently.

“He definitely means it,” Roman laughs and pulls my hips against him before I can tease Ben again.

“Okay. Okay,” I say. “I’ll go to sleep.”

“Good night,” Roman says, kissing me softly.

“Night,” Ben says, kissing my neck again.

“Night,” I mumble. “I love you guys… both of you.”

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