Secret Lover(s)

Part 6

Requests: Please continue the secret lovers story!!! It's so amazing and I can't wait to find out what happens!!! 😄😄 AND Could I please ask for a foursome where Sam, Cas, and Dean take turns fucking the reader while the other two lie beside her (kissing and touching her)?

Reader Sex: Female

Reader Gender: Female

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader, Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 5,414

Warnings: Smut, language

Fic:

Hell was breaking loose, and not just because Lucifer had broken out of his cage. The Norns were right. Every time something happened, you wondered if it was your fault, no matter how small the problem was. Now the apocalypse was beginning and you couldn't help but wonder if your choice had somehow broken a seal that set Lucifer free. Your choice to not choose between the men you loved may have been a driving force in the end of the world and the thought was driving you mad. Despite the amount of time you spent thinking about your decision, you never told anyone about your meeting with the Norns, you were too afraid of having your fears confirmed.

"What's wrong?" Sam whispers as he brushes your hair behind your ear. Dean lies behind you, his arm slung over your waist and his breathing heavy with sleep.

"Nothing," you answer quietly, "Just worried about Cas." Sam nods in understanding. Since Lucifer's escape, Cas had been in Heaven, trying to find a way to force Lucifer back into the pit.

"Everything will be alright," Sam promises. Even in the dark room, you could see the worry in his expression. "Have you slept tonight?" he asks, his thumb caressing your cheek.

"No," you admit.

"How can I help?" Sam asks.

"Not sure you can," you tell him.

"Anything you need, I'm right here," Sam assures you.

"Thanks, Sam," you whisper before pressing a quick kiss to his lips, "I think I'm gonna go make some tea or something."

"Mind if I join you?" Sam asks.

"Not at all," you tell him. Sam kisses you gently before slipping from the bed. Turning, you press a kiss to Dean's forehead as you move his arm from your waist. Sam waits for you by the door, taking your hand as the two of you make your way down the hall. You gasp as your feet hit the cold tile of the kitchen floor.

Grabbing the kettle, you fill it with enough water to make two mugs of tea before setting it on the stovetop and turning on the burner. Sam settles himself behind you and wraps his arms around your waist as you wait for the water to boil, his warmth sinking into you. "Tell me what I can do to help you sleep," Sam whispers in your ear before he places gentle kisses along your neck.

"Sam," you hum sleepily, melting in his arms. You turn to face him, reaching up to cup his cheek as you guide his lips to yours in a sleepy kiss.

"I am highly disappointed in you," an accented voice you'd never heard before says. You jump and Sam instantly goes on defense. He spins around, pushing you behind him protectively.

"Who are you?" Sam asks.

"None of your business," the man says, "I'm not here for you, I'm here for her."

"Dean!" Sam shouts, trying to wake the other man for back up. Bobby was out on a hunt, so he wasn't there to protect you this time.

"Would you be quiet?" the man asks in a hushed tone.