And thank you, Bree, for letting me be the one to explain. Let’s grab our cake and go sit down. It’s story time.”Kate’s cake was a light yello...w cake with a lemony frosting, baked by Lissa at Kate’s request. No one knew quite what to do when I requested German Chocolate cake, but Wendy said she knew where to get a recipe. I owed her a special thank you for this. The rich German chocolate was great, but the crunchy coconut-pecan icing was my favorite.I sat in my favorite chair and the SCU. My pussy was only for my husband and here were these two men invading that sacred privacy. “Open them up Monica,” Tony growled again. I still had my heels on and my feet were planted on the floor in front of the couch. I moved my knees outward and my legs spread as they continued to rub them. Both men had a breast in their hand as they looked at me and smiled, still rubbing my nipples. “Guess you must like it Monica because your silk panties are soaking wet.” Tony said.. After a few minutes he climbed up on the bed with me. He was good as ever. I wrapped my legs around his legs and held on tight while meeting every thrust. We were working like a well-oiled pleasure machine. It was taking me way longer than usual to get off. Jim was working hard; he started to moan so I really put every thing I had into it. With my legs around his I pulled him towards me with every pump of his hips. He started get louder and louder; he has never been this way I thought. I held. I was no fit company and I suddenly felt drained. It was a mental exhaustion as opposed to being worn out from my martial arts class, the weight of loss and frustration bogging me down. I'd failed to protect my mate. Regardless of who was more powerful and the circumstances, I'd failed to stop another from taking and hurting what was mine. And he was hurting; I could feel it sometimes when I brushed up against the blocked link, though I knew he tried to keep it buried within himself.Damn.