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Poe moved deeper inside me, and I bucked. “Oh, fuck. Yes. Just like that,” I cried out.
“Say my fucking name.” He pounded harder.
I broke away from Grim’s kiss. “Poe,” I rasped. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Uhh, fuck yeah.” The whole bed shook as he pumped into me. While Grim was more sensual and slower with his movements, Poe was like an animal. He was unleashed. Wild. Raw. And I fucking loved it.
My pussy trembled as my orgasm built. The tingling spread through my thighs first, then my swollen clit, until finally it took hold of my entire body. I screamed out as it washed over me, clenching, and squeezing around him like I was trying to milk every last drop.
This triggered him, and he poured into me, digging his fingers deep into my hips to hold me still as he came.
My legs felt like dead weights. My pussy was raw. But I was feeling the highest I’ve ever felt.
Saint released my wrists just as Grim and Poe nuzzled up against me, each throwing a leg over one of mine.
I waited, my heart hammering, for Saint to move on me next. But to my surprise he left the room.
A wave of disappointment came over me. I was exhausted, sore, and emotionally spent, but the thought of him not wanting me had me reeling. Did he get his fill just by watching me? Did I do something that turned him off?
Moments later, I heard the rush of water coming from the bathroom. Grim chuckled. “Saint’s ready for you, little fox.”
Poe stroked the outside of my pussy, making me wet again. “Are you going to be a good girl and do exactly what he says?”
My breath hitched. So he did want me. I nodded. “Yes.”
“That’s what we like to hear,” Grim breathed.
Saint stalked back into the room, grabbed my chain, and tugged me out of bed. I grasped onto it so as not to get choked. Although, I wasn’t entirely opposed to that either. What was wrong with me?
Saint led me into the hot steamy bathroom and closed the door behind us. I was confused. “They aren’t joining us?” I was under the impression that they were a package deal.
He shook his head. “Not this part… get in the shower.”
His eyes were dark, sinister. I swallowed hard, suddenly afraid of what he was going to do. As I turned around and stepped into the tub, he shoved me against the wall. My breasts pushed up against the cold tile, hardening my nipples. I was starting to think they’d be permanently swollen at this point.
“Don’t move,” he ordered in his gruff voice.
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this. I felt the fuzzy sponge at my back as he dragged it across my skin. The soapy suds oozed down my body. He was cleaning me.
“Turn around.”
I gulped and slowly inched around to face him. He stood in front of me, fully naked. His body was covered in tattoos. Beautiful patterns of black and gray ink. And his cock, holy shit. I thought Grim and Poe were big. Saint was colossal. And the tip of it was pierced with a silver bar bell. I could only imagine what that would feel like inside me.
“Spread your legs.”
I widened my stance and leaned back against the shower wall.
He pressed the sponge to my pussy, moving it up and down my slit. Broad strokes that turned to small circles as the soft foamy sponge tickled every nerve ending. I bit back the urge to moan. Saint seemed to like the quiet. He never broke eye contact with me as he worked the sponge over me like it was his own hand.
Despite just getting fucked by two of the hottest men I’d ever seen, this act that Saint was doing was more erotic than anything else. It was seductive and carnal. He was cleaning me but somehow I felt dirtier.
We stared at each other without speaking. I bit down on my lip as another orgasm threatened to strangle me. I didn’t want to even breathe wrong for fear that he’d stop.
Sensations of ecstasy came before I could stop them. My knees began to shake. A deep rumbling in my belly burst through. I could see the very faint beginning of a smirk catch on Saint’s lips. The heat from his body only made it worse as he stepped closer toward me, pressing the sponge harder against my clit.
His lips grazed my ear as he whispered, “Cum for me.”
It was all the coaxing I needed. Without another thought, I arched back against the tiles and let my body have its release. He snaked his muscular arm around my waist to hold me up as every tingling sensation possible, took hold of me. I grabbed his wrist and thrusted into the sponge. “Fuck… Saint…oh my, fucking…I need you to touch me. I need your cock. Please… Saint.”
