𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅

chapter sixty-six

Emriana

Birds chirping were the first thing I heard when I woke up, and for a moment, I thought I was back home, but the loud snoring next to me was a beautiful reminder of where I was. I opened my eyes to see the bright forest outside through the large window; it must've been late morning.

I looked to my left to see Zeke practically hovering over me as his face was buried between my breasts. I had to stifle a laugh as he snored loudly against my skin. I looked to my other side, unable to move too much as a head was just under my chin. I recognized the shaggy brown hair and smiled as Zander's breathed slowly against my nose.

I looked over Zander's shoulder to see Drakkar sprawled out, legs and arms wide, looking like a starfish. I bit my lips to hold my laughter in. Chill air connected with my stomach, and I realized I was still completely naked, as was Drakkar, while Zander and Zeke were in briefs.

I looked around me, trying to find a way to get out of their grips while not waking them. I slowly pushed Zeke's head off my chest, sliding it to the pillow behind him as he rolled onto his back without even stirring.

I pulled myself away from Zander but froze as he groaned in his sleep. I waited for a few moments before moving again. This time, he didn't do anything, and I slowly crawled out of bed, blushing as I saw Drakkar's muscled and toned butt.

I hissed in pain as I stood up, the lower half of my body screaming in pain. I walked toward the closet despite the pain and yanked a simple green dress that was already there when we came. I wanted to wear it until my other dress was washed after yesterday's hike.

I stepped into the dress with difficulty, my body searing with pain as I moved my legs. I shimmied the dress over my shoulder, pulling the laces in my back with ease as I tiptoed out of the room. The room was cold, the fire having died long ago, leaving only a pile of ashes in the fireplace.

I walked over to the door and slowly twisted it open to not wake the boys up. I closed it behind me, walked up to the edge of the porch, and lowered myself onto the planks of wood, letting my feet dangle down. I winced as the pain between my legs increased, constantly reminding me of what had happened last night. My cheeks heated up as I remembered what we had done; I couldn't believe it.

My hands started working on my braid, unloosing and untangling the messy bed hair. My hair reached past my waist, so it took me a good while to get it done. I could only use my fingers as a comb, making the process longer.

Whatever I tried to think about, my mind always returned to how they would leave tomorrow. I didn't know how I should feel that they hadn't even discussed it with me. Were they not going to tell me until the last second, not wanting me to go with them, or did they not even think to say to me because I would follow them anyway?

Being in this little cabin had given me a taste of what life with the three of them at my home could look like. I would lie to myself if I said I didn't love it, but I knew it couldn't happen. I couldn't make them drop the future they wanted so I could be happy. It worked both ways. The more I thought about the situation, the more I realized that there would always be someone who would benefit more than the other, whatever I chose to do.

I heard Zeke's loud voice, followed by Drakkar yelling something back. The door yanked open, and I turned to see Zander walking out, still shirtless but with pants. I turned around quickly before he would see me staring too long at his chest. It wasn't my fault the three of them looked like gods.

He lowered himself next to me, and I felt so small at his side. Even sitting, he towered over me, and his broad shoulders made me look like a small child next to him. Drakkar and Zeke were still yelling about something inside, and although I could hear snippets of the conversation, I couldn't hear enough to follow along.