Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Shattered Girl Chapter 11

I shuddered at my reflection in the mirror; why did bruises always look worse as they began to heal? Grabbing a washcloth, I ran it under cool water, carefully washed, and dried my face. Attempting to smooth down my hair, I sighed. If the guys were serious about me, I guess they should get used to seeing what I looked like when waking up from a nightmare. I re-entered the bedroom, and the twins jumped to their feet, waiting for me to come to them; they sandwiched me between them, hugging me and asking if I was ok. I relaxed into them, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded. After a couple of minutes, I grabbed each of their hands and walked to the bed, sitting down and pulling them down next to me on either side,

"I'm sorry for screaming like that and s**g you. I have had horrible rightmares for as long as I can remember. My father would come into my room in the middle of the night and wake me with his fists. I have a hard time sleeping in the dark. Opening my eyes to a dark room just set me off." I shrugged my shoulders.

I know it's messed up, but I don't know what to do to make the nightmares stop. I shook my head, sighing." You guys can go back to bed; now that the lamp is on, I will be ok." I stood up and turned to find two scowling faces.

Sweetheart, did honesty think we would leave you alone for even a second after you had a bad dream and woke up the way you did?" Jake stood up, tugging my hand, so I stepped toward him.

Baby girl, there is no way we are leaving; if you are comfortable with it, we will both stay with you the rest of the night." Josh looked at me, waiting for an answer. Looking at them for a second, I nodded and climbed back into bed, hurrying into the middle, waiting to see if the twins would join me. They both climbed into bed, making themselves comfortable on either side of me; Jake found the remote, asking if I wanted some background noise. I gave him a thumbs up, and he turned on the TV, flipping through the channels until he founda sitcom running a marathon of old episodes, then tumed the volume down so it was just a murmur. He helped me lay down and cuddled against my back, throwing his arm over my hips and kissing the back of my head. Josh lay down facing me, kissed my forehead, reassured me they would stay all night, linked our fingers, and closed his eyes. I smiled, relaxing between my two guys, and after several minutes, fell back to sleep.

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When I awoke again, the into and warm were me. Jako had to wedge between mine, Josh rolled onto his back at some point, our bands

and very close to his dek which was beginning to harden My movements must have woken Jake because he moaned and stretched in the process managing to rub his d**k against my a** I froze as he pulled me closer to him, kissing me on my shoulder with a quiet good morning. As he slid out of bed, I rolled to my back, grabbing his hand and bringing it to my lips; kissing the back of his hand, I whispered a good morning to him as my cheeks turned red. Jake smiled at

I shifted. I leaned back against Jake and found his d**k also hard and now trapped between him and my a** I exhaled and decided to stop moving. I didn't want them waking up, thinking I was intentionally making them hard.

me.

stay where you are; I don't need any help." He squeezed my hand 10 padded across the room, closing the door behind him so the

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Josh's grasp so I could shower myself, but as I

you're going, baby

and get dressed," I said, trying to free my hand

I misunderstand his instructions?" Josh leaned up on his elbow c**ng his eyebrow at me. Damn, he looked so smy when he did that with his eyebrow. I stopped trying to free my hand because I knew it

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nowhere with me besides over my knee for a s**ing. He was observing me, waiting for my reaction. My p**y clenched at his words. I had no personal experience with any kinks but had read books and seen some movies. Plus, I knew Josh would never physically abuse me, I trusted both brothers; this was a lifestyle josh liked, and there was nothing wrong with that. Plus, by the way, my p**y clenched when he talked about s**g. I thought might be interested in exploring it, too, once

a pic of him. He let uut a low groun, gently grabbing my hip and rolling me until I faced

just the thought of that does to me. His eyes were filled with heat, and I could see

I might have some idea," I glanced back at his c**k, and Josh reached down to adjust himself. "I know I don't have any experience,

none of us want to scare you or take things too fast." Josh looked at me seriously, all teasing and heat