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“Okay, what happens afterwards?” I turn to Susan, who glances down at her paperwork.
“Days fifteen to thirty is the engraftment period, when the donor cells begin producing new blood. It’s here we usually see the first signs of white blood cell recovery, which is often accompanied by a low-grade fever. You’ll probably also have a gradual improvement in energy, and your mucositis—the mouth sores—will begin to heal.” She gives me another reassuring smile, and I dip my head for her to continue. “And it’s typically between days twenty-one to thirty that you’ll be discharged. Soyou’ll get to go home, provided you have enough white blood cell recovery, no active infections, and are able to take medications by mouth. You will have to have a daily outpatient visit initially, but I believe Chase has organized that to take place at Mount Vernon as it’s closer to you?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Chase replies politely, and Susan smiles.
“Right. Do you have any questions? Any concerns or worries?” She looks at me, and I nibble my lower lip.
I have so many fucking concerns and worries, but I guess nothing can really be done about those. I have my guys, and they have me, and we will get through this.
“Let’s do this,” I say instead of voicing all my swirling thoughts, and Thorn kisses my head again while both Blade and Chase give my feet a little squeeze.
I am not alone, and that, more than anything else, gives me the confidence I need to take this next step. Plus, I want to live, so fucking badly, and I can’t forget the promise I made.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
“FOUND A HOME” BY AG, NILU
LUNA
After that, Susan leaves, giving us one last day of freedom before the hell of the next few weeks starts. We spend it resting, and just enjoying being in each other’s company. Chase unhappily accepts that we can’t have a chef prepare our meals, but the food they do serve us is delicious and healthy, something he begrudgingly admits.
Soon it’s nighttime, but I’m too amped up to sleep. My brain just won’t shut down.
“Stop twitching,” Blade rumbles from behind me. He won the game of rock, paper, scissors to get to sleep in the bed with me for tonight.
“I can’t help it,” I grumble with a sigh, moving again, and the arm he has clamped around me tightens. “I can’t get to sleep. My brain is too busy.”
His arm shifts, his large palm sliding up my bare leg, sending tingles racing across my skin, and my cheeks heat. He can’tmean what his actions suggest, we’re in the hospital for Christ’s sake. Then I remember the other times we’ve been here, during my treatment, and realize he doesn’t give a shit.
“Let’s switch your focus,” he purrs in my ear, and my mouth parts as his hand dives underneath my panties, his fingers finding my clit and gliding easily over it. He makes a satisfied noise against the skin of my neck. “Always so ready for your brother to fuck you.”
My lips part on a protest as he removes his hand, but then he’s pulling the fabric from me and off my legs, then lifting my thigh to rest it back over his hip.
“Blade,” I moan when I feel the large pierced tip of him nudge my entrance, the breath punched out of my lungs when he thrusts hard and deep.
“That’s it, take all of me in this tight pussy that belongs to me,” he orders in my ear, his hips already moving and sending lightning racing up and down my spine.Fuck. This position feels so fucking good, his piercing hitting all the right spots as I become immediately wetter for him. “See, such a dirty little thing for your brother, desperate for his cock.”
The sound of movement in front of me has my closed eyes blinking open to find Thorn there, naked and stroking his hand up and down his cock, which glistens with what I can only assume is lube.
“You brought lube?” I question, gasping when Blade gives another deep thrust.
“Never leave the house without it,” Thorn says with a smirk, the light of the moon highlighting his face like he’s some kind of night fae come to ravage his human lover. “Now, sharing is caring, brother, and I want in on that pussy.” The bed dips in front of me as Thorn gets in, pulling the blankets back. “Damn, that really is a beautiful sight, seeing you stretched around my brother’s thick cock.”
Gods, these boys and their dirty talk. How’s a girl meant to function when faced with that?
Blade stops thrusting as Thorn lies down in front of me, shuffling close.
“Hi,” I whisper, his lips tilting up into his beautiful smile.
“Hey, pretty stepsis. You gonna open up and let me in too like my good little sister?”
“Fuck, Thorn,” Blade rasps behind me, and I agree. His words make fire flash through my veins.
Thorn reaches over and takes my leg off Blade, wrapping it high on his waist as he holds his dick against my already full entrance. My hand reaches out and grabs onto his shoulder as he starts to push inside me, alongside his brother.
“Breathe, baby,” Thorn coaches, and I take a gasping inhale as he goes deeper, stretching me so good the burn just makes it feel better. Blade’s hand snakes between us, his fingers finding my slippery clit and playing with it, pleasure rolling through me and letting Thorn in deeper. “You’re doing so well, taking both your brothers like our perfect little sister.”
With a masculine groan, Thorn bottoms out, and they remain still, letting me adjust to the both of them. Blade’s fingers dance over my bud, which sends tendrils of pleasure spiralling all over me until I feel like I’m made from the galaxies themselves.
