Devon shut down after that. He didn’t tell me who it was he liked and asked me not to mention it ever ago. After that, the air was so charged I had to call an end to the practice. I didn’t love how strained the silence between us was, and he seemed to agree with him. Instead of wasting our time in the garden, we returned to the palace.
I checked on my babies once more. They were now awake, and smiling with Chrys, who looked like she had hit the jackpot. I’d never seen an older sister as possessive as she is. I heard she let no one else touch the babies, not even the maids. Chrys, Devon, my mates and I were the only ones exempted. The rest, especially Da Ankora was barked on should they come close to her siblings.
After checking on the babies, I returned to my room. My mates were still out and were yet to return. In the room, I plopped down on the bed, looking down. I begged Chris to return to the house to get some stuff for me while I stayed with the babies.
Now, with the bag on the bed staring at me, I didn’t know how to start my plans. It was clear in my mind when I asked Chris to get the toys. Now, I couldn’t think of what to do. Most importantly, I didn’t know if my mates would appreciate it.
Ever since I gave birth, they’d avoided any form of intimacy with me. Most times, they make me wonder if they still liked me. Though I’d gotten my shape back, they must have felt I wasn’t attractive anymore now that I’d given birth.
Why else would they bathe me for 2 months and initiate no form of intimacy? Aside from a kiss on the forehead and my cheeks, I hadn’t gotten anything from them.
I was worried, afraid to know what was going on inside their heads. They’d never let me listen to their thoughts unless they felt it was necessary, so there was no way for me to know what they thought about me.
I got up from the bed, letting out a sigh as I walked over to the mirror. I removed my gown, getting naked within seconds as I checked my reflection in the mirror. There weren’t many changes in my body. Aside from my breasts that had gotten plumper and my hip that were now wider than it was before, everything was back to his as it was. My stomach was still flat. You wouldn’t know I gave birth two months ago. The mark from where Devon cut me had faded just like he promised. If a person hadn’t seen me when I was pregnant, they wouldn’t know I had kids.
Checking my reflection in the mirror, I walked over to the bed and plopped down on it, not bothering to put my gown on.
As I closed my eyes. I imagined Fred’s hand running through my beautiful, soft hair. I bit my lip, my mind spacing out to Blue, suddenly ripping off his shirt, putting me on the table and fucking me, while Fred watched.
I imagined his powerful arms rippling as he clutched my hips, his thick, erect cock ploughing into my wet pussy.
The image was so vivid that it made me let out a small cry as I imagined how Fred would stick his tongue down my throat, hungrily tasting every inch of my mouth… God, I wish it would happen so badly. My core ached and quivered at the thought of him laying me on the table at their desk. I’d fantasized about having rough sex with them in that damned study, and it was getting to me.
I stayed that way for a while before I took my favourite vibrator and walked into the bathroom to bathe and shave. I needed to get my body ready for tonight. Even though I didn’t know if things would work out like I wanted them to, I had to try. I wouldn’t know if they still wanted me if I didn’t try.
I got into the bath without filling it with water. I was still feeling the aftermath of my thoughts, of my desire to have them fuck me, and knew I had to make it right.
Imagining my mates’ hot bodies, I focused on the sensations my fingers were making as I ran my middle finger down, then up my inner lips, inhaling fast at the sudden sensation.
It had been months since I last touched myself. Doing it now made me feel so fucking aroused. My pussy was dripping with need as I kept doing that motion until I began to do it unconsciously.
I tried to breathe slowly as my fingers searched for the sweet spot around my clitoris. I circled but before using my thumb to rub up and down as I imagined my mates, on their knees, with Blue kneeling between my thighs, while Fred took my right nipple in his mouth.
Thinking about that got me more aroused. My labia and clit are swollen and more sensitive, puffy to the touch. I felt an urge rising, an ache right between my legs. I used my palm and grabbed my pussy with hard pressure and rubbed, hard and fast, my imagination running wilder with each touch.
I cried out, calling my mates’ names as I worked myself up to the shocking awareness that started in my head and travelled to my toes. The electric feeling caused my stomach to clench tight.
My thighs trembled as I grabbed the vibrator and pressed the button for the fastest, hardest speed before I put it carefully near my clit. It made my stomach muscles tighten, and I crunched a little. I circled the soft tip around my clit, gently doing it.
The sensations were excruciatingly pleasurable and maddening, bordering on pain. Letting out soft gasps of pleasure, I imagined Blue screwing me urgently from behind as I bend at the waist using the desk for balance.
Then I imagined Fred’s gorgeous face between my thighs, licking my pussy like it was melting butter. With Blue fucking me so hard behind and Fred sucking on my clit, it felt like my body was about to melt from the intense sensation.
I groaned as sweet warmth and release of tension washed over my body; a slow spread from my centre to my entire body. I immediately sighed, feeling contented as I rested my head on the bath and closed my eyes.
Fuck.
What did I just do? Did I just masturbate to the thoughts of my mates? Without them here with me? It was a first.