Never Underestimate Destiny

Part 27

(Friday, November 17th)

Liz awoke slowly with a feeling of total contentment filling her. She was warm and safe and loved, and it only took a moment to figure out why. Max and Zan were holding her between them.

Last night they'd made incredible, amazing, passionate love, and afterward Liz got to sleep all night with the two men she loved.

She let herself savor the sensation of being with them the entire night and waking up with them for the first time. Their warm bodies surrounded her and they were holding her possessively. Zan was pressed into her back with his arm around her waist and Max's legs were tangled with hers as their heads rested together. She could feel their breathing and heartbeats and it made her feel so close to them.

Laying her hand on Max's neck, she traced the corded muscles down to his collarbone. It was still so new being able to touch him and Zan like she wanted, and she hoped the feeling never went away.

He stirred a little, nuzzling her head and his hand grasped for hers. "Liz," he murmured.

She smiled. Even in his sleep he thought about her.

It was amazing to her that just a couple of weeks ago she'd been so sad and hopeless and now she had a relationship with two incredible men, and was happier than she'd ever been.

Zan's arm tightened around her and he kissed her neck. "Good morning," he rumbled.

Liz rolled onto her back and turned to kiss him. Reaching down, she stroked his erection though his boxers, and gasped in surprise as Max cupped her breast. Turning to him she saw his sleepy, sexy grin and matching erection.

"It will be the best morning ever," she said with a smile.

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As Isabel got ready for school, a soft smile lit her face. She and Alex had stayed up talking for a long time and she'd told him of her insecurities and fears and why she'd kept him at arms length for so long.

Amazingly he understood, but he asked that she talk to him in the future and not keep things to herself.

She still felt the warmth inside that came from knowing that Alex completely accepted her. She really was ready to be with him.

Her smiled dimmed as she thought about what had happened the rest of the night. She hadn't gotten much sleep, and it wasn't because she was with Alex, or even because she was thinking about him.

After Alex had left to go to his own room to sleep, Isabel tried repeatedly to contact Lonnie, but unfortunately she'd had no better luck than she had earlier.

Lonnie's rage was subsiding, but all her thoughts seemed to be focused on revenge and going home, but she was so exhausted that she was barely making sense.

Isabel couldn't even get a coherent thread of a plan from her double's mind and finally determined that she was waiting for Nicholas to tell her what to do next. Frustrated, Isabel tried to dig deeper to see if she could get anything about where Lonnie and Rath were staying, so they might get to them before Nicholas arrived, but it seemed to be hopeless.

The few times that Lonnie thought about Rath at all, Isabel only got flashes of concern mixed with annoyance.

Finally Lonnie had fallen into a restless sleep, but Isabel was worried about visiting her in her dreams. What if Lonnie could tell she were there?

But she cautiously ventured inside, and got sucked into a bizarre sex dream that featured Lonnie and Rath in some sort of dungeon, some shackles, a whip, a branding iron, and a few things Isabel didn't even want to know what they were.