As he leans in, his breath hot against my skin, my entire body tenses with anticipation. All of a sudden, his lips are on mine, and I am taken aback by their possessiveness. I am powerless to resist as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth.
At that moment, I am but a hopeless girl lost in a sea of desire. Every nerve in my body is on fire, and I can feel the heat rising between us. It's as if time stands still, and all that exists in the world is the three of us, locked in this passionate embrace.
Matthew comes from behind me his lips focused on my neck.
My body reacts faster than my brain as I kiss back at Xavier and let Matthew torture my neck with harsh bites.
I soon pull away for oxygen and the first thing I see when my eyes fall open with gasp is the predatory look in Xavier's eyes, with a final pleasurable kiss.
As I step back, Matthew also retreats, but his hands remain wrapped around me. Their embrace offers a comforting sense of familiarity, a feeling I've never experienced before with Chris. I feel safe and content in their arms like I belong there. I fit perfectly in between them as if I am the missing piece of the puzzle that completes the picture. The warmth of their bodies against mine, the gentle pressure of their hands on my back, it all feels so right. For a moment, I forget about everything else and just enjoy the peacefulness of the moment.
"You have no idea how long we've waited for just a simple taste of you, princess" Xavier spoke staring into my eyes.
She truly was a goddess. Made from the deepest and purest parts of heaven. Her swollen lips looked inviting, the blush on her cheeks the brightest thing in the room. Her skin felt like a milky soft texture, smooth and beautiful.
"This is so... wrong" I whispered. Matthew growled from behind me and Xavier had an unpleasant look on his face "But it also feels good. Perfect" I said closing my eyes.
As I suddenly become aware of my surroundings, I step aside and glance around the office. I notice the scrutinizing gaze of the men in front of me and try to compose myself. I look down at my shirt, attempting to smooth out the wrinkles and adjust my skirt. My hair is in disarray, and I try to tidy it up, conscious of their hands roaming my body just moments ago.
As I try to leave the room, I notice Matthew leaning against the door, blocking my only exit. The silence in the room is deafening, and I can feel my heart beating faster as I try to find a way out. However, I quickly realize that there is no tension this time. Matthew and Xavier both wear a proud smirk on their faces as if they have achieved a great victory.
I can feel my body releasing waves of nervous energy and arousal, as I struggle to maintain my composure in their presence. Despite my attempts to remain calm, the situation feels increasingly ominous, and I can't help but wonder what their intentions are.
"Crystal," Matthew spoke softly, his eyes locked onto mine. I could feel the weight of their gaze, both his and his partner's, as they looked at me expectantly. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but it did little to calm the sudden flutter in my chest. "Tell us, little heart," he continued, his voice gentle and coaxing. "What do you feel for us?"
I knew the answer to his question, but the thought of confessing it out loud made my stomach churn. It wasn't that I didn't want to tell them, it was just that the reality of choosing between them was daunting. I had grown to care for both of them deeply, and the idea of having to pick one over the other made me feel sick. I took a moment to gather my thoughts, trying to push aside the fear and uncertainty, before finally mustering the courage to speak.
"I...feel... very confused," I stammered out. My mind was racing with a million thoughts, and I couldn't seem to make sense of any of them. "I'm attracted to both of you, and it's not normal. I can't even choose which one of you I like the most because the thought hurts my heart physically and emotionally. I go to sleep at night thinking of both of you... doing unspeakable things to me. It's like I'm caught in the middle of a whirlwind, and I don't know which way to turn."

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Beauty of a crystal
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