Shadows of the heart (MxMxMxMxM)

Chapter 98:

Okay okay!! Let's get into this!! NSFW warning for this chapter :)
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NSFW.

A soft stuttered moan woke me from my restless sleep the two men next to me having decided a make out session was the perfect way to wake up, having been cuddling close all night, something that I was aware of due to my stress disturbing me every hour or so.

Ah. . .So they're at it then. . .

'Oh so NOW you're complaining about horniness disturbing your sleep??' Tene sassed into my thoughts from somewhere distantly in Daxon's. . .Rather empty home, the massive building missing any personal touches of someone living inside a space.

Shut up Tene. . .I don't feel like this right now. . .

I felt like shit. . .Both physically and emotionally. . .And yet, my partner and Daxon were making out like nothing was wrong.

'Corbin. . . You need to talk to them. . .' Eige scolded quietly, their feelings of unease rippling across our connection, a distinct sense of sorrow coming from what I knew to be Cali as I squeezed my eyes shut tighter as Ian let out a soft moan, Daxon hushing him quietly immediately after.

Not now. . .

'Corbin you-' Eige started to protest before I harshly cut all my dragons off, firmly tamping down on our connection and my feelings as I sent one last message through.

I can't. Not now. Not after breaking their trust. I'll be fine. . .I can't risk pushing them away.

A tendril of exasperation burned down our connection before I closed it off firmly, my head throbbing painfully either at the closure or my lack of sleep. . .Or the emotions raging inside me. . .Or the countless injuries I've sustained. . . Actually, trying to narrow down the reason to one single cause would be about as effective as trying to make a flower bloom inside a tomb of concrete.

Just push everything down for now. . . I'll deal with it later. . .Right now I've got to make it up to Ian and Daxon for leaving them. . .

A sensible part of me realized that this was a bad idea. . . However I didn't always make a habit of listening to sensible thoughts and I apparently wasn't starting today.

Pretending as best I could - and praying they wouldn't call me out on it - I acted like I was just starting to stir awake from their noises, having been doing my best to appear still fast asleep from the first shuddered gasp and whispered 'Daxon! We'll wake him' when the two first started.

The rotten, sick part inside me was screaming at the fact that neither of them tried to or apparently even wanted to wake me to join in.

It'd be creepy to just lay here and listen though. . .

Raising my arms to pretend I was stretching only to mentally freeze for a split second as I remembered the cuff around my wrist. . .Which. . .Daxon had apparently uncuffed from himself so he could make out with Ian. . .

Keep moving Corbin. Keep fucking moving.

"Corbin?? Did we wa- ah!! Wake you??" Ian gasped out, sounding guilty at first before breaking briefly into a loud moan as my attention turned to him just in time to watch as a shirtless Daxon very firmly bit down on my boyfriend's neck like some damn vampire as he held my partner's head tilted to the side with one hand, the other running over his stomach as the shorter man arched in Daxon's lap.

I felt. . .Sick to my stomach watching the lewd display before me.

Not because it wasn't hot or anything, hell, the sight before me would tempt even saints to sin, what with my dearest boyfriend perched on our newest partner's lap, both their shirts missing and their arousal evident, Ian's arms reaching back above his head to wrap his arms around Daxon's neck as the other man held my boyfriend's head back with one hand as the other roamed the blonde's exposed torso.