Chapter 44

Ella

The moment Dylan had pushed in the anal plug I’ll admit that my body instantly hated it, my ass trying to attempt at removing said thing only to prove to be too much as the muscles only pulled it tighter, my clit beginning to pulse with need.

Whimpering at the pain, I attempted to plead with Dylan, hoping he would remove it for me only for him to tell me that he would soon make it all better, that it would get easier the longer I kept the plug inside of me.

Knowing that neither of my brothers would ever lie to me, I slowly began to wiggle, which must have given Dylan the answer that he needed because the next thing I knew, he was then shoving his cock deep within my pussy, the feeling of being full rising, a feeling that felt foreign but ol so satisfying as he began to move.

Huh, kinda makes you wonder what it’ll feel like when all three of them begin to use my body for their own sexual needs, I muse. The urge to feel each of them take one of my holes and use it sent shivers running all throughout my body.

A moan rising as I moved to grip Dylan's arms. My nails digging into his skin as he continued, his thrusts growing each time he moved until suddenly I felt it, another wave of pleasure rising as my walls moved to grip him, my walls tightening around his cock, Dylan growling in pleasure as he continued to keep his pace. Our bodies one.

“I-I think I’m going to cum again” I whispered, our eyes locked with one another even with Dylan thrusting into me religiously.

With hands moving, Dylan moves to attack my clit, his fingers rubbing and pinching my throbbing area, my clit getting bigger each time he does. Our climax nearing as he moves to look deep within my eyes, his eyes holding nothing but love for me.

“Now Princess, cum, cum for me”

Taking that as my cue, my pussy instantly clamps down and around his cock. His fingers pressing firmly against the swollen piece of skin as we both finally give into our release. Dylan’s hot cum slowly coating my inner walls while my sweet juices coated not only his cock but the sheets beneath us too, my first real orgasm.

An orgasm that suddenly left me breathless because, even though I’ve cummed many times before, this one took me by surprise. Almost as if having Dylan’s cock and something else buried deep within my ass made it that much easier to fall into the pleasure or if maybe I was just imagining it.

“Fuck” cries Dylan, his body spent as he tries not to crush mine. His body slowly moving to lay down next to mine as we both tried to ease our racing hearts.

Pulling me slowly into his arms, Dylan carefully moves to kiss my forehead. His chest rising and falling with each breath he took.

“Sleep Ella…. It’s almost dawn, and as much as I would love to keep fucking you, I know we both need sleep” whispered Dylan, his eyes searching the clock on the nightstand only to see that it was almost 5 in the morning. Our love making taking away precious sleep. Sleep I would gladly trade for anytime if it meant doing this each and every night.

Stifling a yawn, all I could do is nod, Dylan carefully stroking my hair with his hand as my eyes slowly began to close, the anal plug still deep within me until finally I passed out, exhaustion finally claiming me as I let sleep take me, my body warm and safe within Dylan’s bed.

\-Later that day-

It was about 12 in the afternoon when I finally began to wake up, still naked within his room, but Dylan, nowhere to be seen, had me wondering where he could have gone to. The anal plug long gone, which makes me wonder if he removed it before leaving.

Searching the room, I hoped and prayed that he was maybe still there, my ears listening for any sort of movement coming within the room only to hear none. Sighing, I decided to get up and out of bed, my stomach growling only to spot a note as I did.

Ella,

Sorry I was not present when you awoken, but something came up at the Office and it requires my immediate attention. Caleb and Reece are also gone as well, for Reece was needed over at his office and Caleb likes to go to the gym before practicing for his races. Grant and Hayden are also with us, but if you or Kris need anything, we’re only a phone call away or Mr. Gray and Mrs. Foster are there as well. Otherwise, please spend the day doing something that you’ll love, and we’ll see you later tonight for dinner.

Love Dylan.

Hugging the note close to my chest, I suddenly noticed that Dylan must have dressed me back in my pajamas and that I wasn’t naked like I originally had thought, a smile making its way along my lips at how considerate he could be as I carefully moved to go back to my room, the need to shower rising as I did.

\-45 Minutes Later-

Stepping from the shower, I couldn’t help but feel more relaxed than I had been during the past 2 weeks, a towel now wrapped around my waist as I slowly moved to head back towards my bedroom. My eyes slowly landing on my nightstand and to where my phone sat currently charging.

Wait a minute, I think my feet now walking towards the nightstand. When did this get plugged in? I don’t remember doing that before heading for Dylan’s room.

Panicking at the thought of someone else being inside my room, I quickly moved to pick up my phone, my fingers quick to open the screen, a sigh rising when I saw no new texts after last night's scenario.

Placing the phone back down, I tried to think about who could have done it, only to pause. My mind now racing at the thought of Dylan doing it or worse, maybe Reece or Caleb. The thought of them coming into my room and seeing my phone made me worry.

Biting my lip in worry, I try not to think about it. The need to get dressed and find Kris getting the better of me as I quickly moved to throw on a white t-shirt-style bra and cotton thong.

Once on, I move to head for the closet, my hand reaching for a cute black baby doll top and a pair of dark washed shorts, my eyes scanning for shoes only to see ballet flats as I move to slip them on. My hands moving to tie my hair up into a messy wet bun before walking back towards my phone.

Snatching the phone back up once more, I quickly moved to place the phone in a small crossbody style bag, my wallet tucked nicely inside of it. My eyes spotting my reflection within the mirror before moving to leave the room, my stomach still growling as the need to find food grew.

My mind praying that Dylan or any of my brothers had not seen my phone or the messages that laid deep inside of it. A part of me knowing that it wouldn’t be that simple and my gut began telling me that they probably did, and it was only a matter of time until one of them asked me about the messages.

Messages I did not want to share with anyone but knew at some point, I would have too. Sighing, I moved to leave my room and brace for whatever it was that was about to happen once I managed to find the culprit.