Marco’s POV I could not define nor interpret well, how and what was making Skye shake in fear. But as I was holding her tightly in my arms to calm her down, I noticed, it was more of sadness that she was reacting to. My thoughts seemed to be confirmed by the way she spoke to answer our worried reactions to her sudden burst of screams, although she said she could not recall what made her feel so sad, her answer satisfied my assumptions. Her words were spoken like she had no strength left to even speak as if the sadness she was feeling had drained her out unimaginably. I was thankful when Gab said he was going to get a glass of water for Skye, I also believed she needed that but I admit, I only recalled that when Gab offered to do it himself. But just as Gab was about to take a step away to get that glass of water as he mentioned, I felt like Skye’s sadness worsened. “Please, tell me, what do you want me to do?” I heard Gab ask. It must have been due to Skye facing his direction wh
Gab’s POV Just as I have suggested, Marco and I walked with extreme cautiousness not to wake Skye up in our holds as we crossed the distance of the bedroom from the living room. The funny thing about our move was not knowing where the room was exactly, and so, we had to check the rooms and doors that we passed by from where we started. Skye wouldn’t let any of our hands go, so we ended up sauntering and waltzing our way around the entire house until we found a room with a bed that would fit enough for the three of us. Because the couch would have been enough if we were just to find a small bed, since its size was similar to a single bed with a backrest. We could have squeezed ourselves and fit into it, but in the hope of finding a bed with enough room for us to be comfortable, Marco and I walked sideways, one after the other, and all ways possible to make our move careful not to wake Skye. To my relief, the bed we found, in the last door that we found as we trailed the inner hallwa
Skye’s POVI looked around. I couldn’t tell what time it was, but I could sense that it was already evening. “You were sound asleep but wouldn’t let our hands go off your holds, so we found a room with a bed to let you sleep more comfortably,” Marco answered. “Sorry, we fell asleep as well,” Gab added. I nodded. I was no longer holding their hands but a flash of something like fragments of memory popped into my mind. An image where I grabbed Gab's hand and I got his pinky but made sure he could not slip off from me. Then, next to it was the memory that I told Marco not to leave either.I was about to apologize, but my hands covered my face in more embarrassment when my tummy growled so loud for every one in the room to hear. My whole face heated and I couldn’t lift my head up and look at their faces. I was actually feeling a bit awkward to bother both of them to stay by my side while I was enjoying a peaceful slumber, but I was going to rub it off and pretend I was scared to be alo
Marco’s POV“Say ahhhhh…” I was surprised at how Skye was literally feeding Gab with the soup she had just spooned from her serving after blowing air on it to cool down. My eyes mindlessly traced every movement the two in front of me were doing, but they seemed to be acting so casually and not even mindful of my presence. To top it all off, Gab was joyfully receptive to Skye's offer to feed him. “You have to have a bite, just in case there is poison, Marco and I won’t be the only one to drop dead,” Skye playfully uttered. Gab coughed. He covered his mouth with his hands, as his coughing worsened due to combined laughter. Skye was sinisterly smiling and I could not help feeling smug. Her words seemed to comfort me and so the sourness I was feeling earlier was wiped away instantly. Gab also reacted quickly according to how he understood everything that was happening. But as they were too instantaneous, from smiling, he choked, only to burst out laughing again. “I intentionally used
Gab’s POV‘What the fuck!?’ the beast in me was growling and howling wildly, inwardly! I wanted to ask if this was all real, but honestly, I was also afraid this would turn out to be a stupid dream or a hallucination or something. I tried to be calm the whole time Marco was expressively showing his reactions and clearly astonishment. I tried to stay at a safe distance by not sitting long with Skye and Marco at the dining table and just leaned on the kitchen cabinet next to the sink and gas range. I was hoping that by doing so, like looking at a painting from a distance, I would get a better view and see its abstract meaning. It tickled me greatly when she said she wanted to enjoy her sensuality!My feet moved like they had minds of their own and took me to her side, at an empty chair closest to her spot at the table, and with a silly and expectant heart, I asked if she meant she wanted to sleep with us again.I could not believe she was saying any of those words. Not that I did not
Skye’s POVWe only live once, so why not enjoy the moment and do whatever will make us happy, right?I was not ashamed to say I slept with both of them, I had my reasons then, and I do not regret doing so. Even if it happens again, I would do the same thing. I wouldn’t let Marco freeze if I could warm him up and keep him alive. If he was spiked and making him ejaculate would be the solution to resolve it, then I would do it with him one way or another. Likewise, if Gab and I were at an enemy’s territory and we needed to be alert the entire time because we did not know when someone would come for our lives, I wouldn’t hesitate to help him get through his needs if it would keep him sane and walk out of that hell hole alive, both of us. Marco and Gab might see it weird about me, and I have no rebuttal to that, but I did not think I should care. I did not abuse them in any way. If they were against it, they did not say nor express of the sort, so I wouldn’t have known. Now that we wer
Gab’s POVI helped Skye take off the black dress that she was wearing for the funeral when the riot started. But since we wanted to make sure she was wearing personal protection of easy to use weapons such as a pistol, knife and of course, a bulletproof bodysuit beneath the black dress, right now, the body suit was all she was wearing. She fell asleep and woke up with the same clothes, and maybe because we were in a situation where we were literally trying to stay alive, I don’t know about Marco, but I did not have any lewd thoughts seeing her in this clothing until the flow and direction of our conversations turned upside-down!I was behind her, hugging her from her back, when we slid down the laundry chute earlier, but I did not have any indecent thoughts, nor did I take our position in a sensual way. Marco and I had her sandwiched on the couch, and we even moved to the bed, but with how I admire and respect her with adoration and high regards, I had never had any ill thoughts of he
Marco’s POVI could tell her words were said straightforwardly. There was no hint of flirtatiousness in her tone, even in the slightest, yet what she said added and worsened the heated lust I was burning into as the thoughts of doing all of these with her and Gab were still making me float in the cloud nine. And maybe the fact that her words were said in this manner makes its impact even more impressive. I have never imagined any of this to happen this way. I mean, yes, I admit, I have daydreamed of a day when I would get to be intimate with Skye again. An intimacy where it would happen not because I was drugged with aphrodisiac or anything, but because we wanted to do it. Not necessarily for love, but certainly not to meet a crucial need like saving a life. So, when Skye said she wanted us to do more in action, not just words, I was too tempted to claim her lips. But I couldn’t resist trailing light kisses on her skin. From the exposed skin on her chest to her neck, up to her chin,