Three's Not A Crowd: A Polyamorous BDSM Story (18+)

Recovery and.....Her Submission?

The first part of this chapter where the boys take care of her is mentioned, was on the request of @alexarare, so thanks to them!

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Sylvia's POV:

1 Month Later

I will be honest, I have never felt more cared for in my entire life. My husbands were constantly beside me, catering to my every need.

I don't know how or why, but the bullet hitting my lower stomach had affected my walking for some reason. I needed support even to just change sleeping position.

No matter when or how many times I needed to go to the bathroom, Xavier was always available to help me. He used to stand outside, readily waiting for my call.

Max chose food to make me happy. Every single day, he cooked something for me. Something new; something delicious!

He bathed me, while Xavier dressed me. Both of them spent minimum time at their work and most of it by my side.

I tried to tell them that I could manage and that they needn't worry so much, but did they listen? No. I was stuck with two overprotective husbands.

Not that I mind it. I instead loved it. I mean, who doesn't want two possessively sexy, protective and caring husbands, right?

They fed me with their own hands and whispered a lot of comforting and encouraging words to me. That helped me recover even faster.

Every night, the two of them would hold each of my hand and fall asleep beside me. Just a small whimper from me, and they started panicking.

At times I chuckled at how adorable their love for me was. And at other times, I was mad about the lack of privacy they gave me because they constantly tried to take care of me.

If they went to work, then they used to call me every hour, asking if I need anything. I had to scold them to make them focus on their work.

But now the month had passed, and I was more than ready to have some fun. I was now finally able to walk without support and had gotten the green light to do some exerting activities.

So, I planned the entire thing out. I gave an early leave to all the domestic helpers we had. Then I decorated the living room.

I made a pathway with petals leading into the master bathroom. I closed all the lights and placed lanterns throughout the pathway of petals.

Then came the part of decorating the master bathroom. The only difference was that this bathroom was bigger and had a jacuzzi bathtub.

I watched some YouTube videos and made two swans with two towels. I placed them at the edge of the bathtub and awed at them for a while.

I lined up the stairs to the bathtub with petals too. And just for a classy look, I placed a champagne bottle and three glasses beside it.

Safe to say, I was proud of myself.

There was a moment when I had thought about punishing them for fighting with each other. But I couldn't do it.

Not after how they took care of me for this whole entire month. I was done making them work tirelessly for the sake of taking care of me.

The time had come to give them the reward of their hard work. To show them that I was very grateful for everything they did for me.

Tonight was for them. And I would make it so that they never forget it.

After setting up the scene, it was time for me to get ready. So I jumped in the shower in a different bathroom and lathered myself with shaving cream.

Once I was done with shaving, I used a glowing moisturizer on my body. I didn't expect it to work, but it did, leaving me impressed.