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He took my earlobe between his teeth and gently bit down. Dropping the sponge, he cupped my pussy with his wet soapy hand. He drew in a sharp breath as I continued to grind against him. I ached for him so bad.
I was starving for him. Without thinking, I reached for his cock. He growled and wrapped a hand around my throat, threading his fingers through my collar. His grip tightened. “On your knees, fox.”
Oh, fuck. He was so hot.
I got on my knees without hesitating. He yanked on my chain and shoved his cock into my mouth. I moaned into him as he squeezed my chin. His other hand moved to the back of my head. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and guided my mouth back and forth. Tears welled in my eyes as I struggled to breathe.
“Good girl,” he rasped. He fingered my lips as I stretched my mouth wide around his throbbing cock. He tasted like ecstasy. I twirled my tongue around the barbell, and he shuddered, digging his fingers deeper into my scalp. He pulled at my hair until I flinched from the pain. But it hurt so fucking good.
He thrusted into me faster. I looked up and our eyes locked. The devil lived in his gaze. Cold, sinister, hard… hungry. My vision blurred as he hit the back of my throat. I choked back a sob as he fucked my mouth hard. I couldn’t breathe, but he tasted so fucking good. I kept my eyes on his. I wanted him to see me take it.
His body jerked as he reached his peak. I saw it happen. The change in his eyes. The rush of blood to the tip of his cock which caused him to clutch the back of my head so tight I couldn’t move. He held me still as his cum rushed into my mouth like a dam bursting. He moaned, deep and guttural. I cupped his swollen balls as he rode his orgasm, pumping it into my mouth. I swallowed every fucking drop.
He pulled me from my knees and lifted me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed me up against the wall. “It’s been so long…” He tapped his fist three times against the wall.
I heard the door open. Grim and Poe pulled back the shower curtain and their eyes lit up. “Can we watch now?” Grim asked.
Saint grunted and gave them a nod. He lifted me out of the shower and carried me back into the bedroom. He set me down and then crawled onto the bed. “Get on top of me.”
I was horny again for this man. What the actual fuck? I didn’t even think it was possible to have this many orgasms.
As I climbed onto the bed, I felt Grim, and Poe come in behind me. I crawled on top of Saint, straddling him.
Grim joined us on the bed, his chest pressed against my back. I drew in a sharp breath as he reached around and fisted Saint’s cock. He squeezed it in his palm and stroked up and down. Saint growled, “Put it in.”
Oh, fuck. Grim pushed at my entrance with the tip of Saint’s cock and I almost came right there. He guided it inside me, as I stretched for him. “Oh, shit. So fucking big,” I murmured.
Grim lifted my hips up and down on Saint’s cock. It was unbelievable. Indescribable. To feel another man behind you, moving your body, making you ride another man’s cock. I almost blacked out. The three of us moved in a rhythm. Poe moved around to watch, fisting his own cock up and down as he looked on.
Grim’s hands were everywhere—squeezing my nipples, pressing on my clit, sliding underneath, between us. He hoisted me up so he could wrap one of his hands around Saint’s shaft while leaving the tip still inside me. He stroked him as he brought me down on him. Saint moaned. “Fuck… Grim and our little fox,” he breathed.
Grim pulled me back against him as I rode Saint harder. I couldn’t get enough. It would never be enough.
I had fucked all three of them. As another orgasm claimed me, panic rushed through my chest. They said they couldn’t move on until they had all had sex with me. And now they had. But I didn’t want them to leave. I didn’t want to be alone. Without them… how would I ever feel pleasure like this again?
Saint unhooked the chain and removed my collar right before the four of us passed out on each other, a pile of tangled limbs and heaving chests.
For the first time since they’d arrived, there was a silence between us. A quiet understanding that we belonged to each other. And a deep sense of dread that we’d soon be ripped apart.
In all of my life I had never experienced anything like this. Something so depraved and vile and yet utterly beautiful at the same time. I had dreamed of it. But after being told my fantasies were dirty, I’d locked all those thoughts away.
But Grim, Poe, and Saint… they accepted me. Their desires matched mine. It wasn’t wrong to want them. I couldn’t believe it was wrong to want them. To want this. Forever.
I put clothes on, actual clothes, for the first time since they’d arrived. I sat down at my kitchen table in a T-shirt, shorts, and fuzzy slippers. With their clothes back on as well, they seemed to tiptoe around me.
Saint set a steaming cup of coffee in front of me. Without complaining I shuffled to the cabinets and grabbed sugar. He tracked my movements, observing everything I did even as I went to the fridge to retrieve the milk.
I didn’t want to offend him, but after the night I had, I was going to take my coffee the way I wanted it. Just like they took what they wanted.
Grim sat at the windowsill, the same one he’d first violated me on. He stared out the window as the October mist came down on my driveway. I wondered what he was thinking. How long would they stay?
Maybe I could cook them breakfast or dinner or something. Fuck. Did they even eat food? What in the hell was I thinking? That I could do normal things with three demonic spirits that invaded my home?
Yes, they gave me the best fucking erotic night of my life, but they aren’t my boyfriends. This wasn’t an episode of The Vampire Diaries. Hell, I don’t recall Elena ever getting railed by three guys in the same night. So yeah, reality was setting in fast.
But I wasn’t ashamed. No. I enjoyed it. I fucking loved it. And when they left, I would remember it forever. I’d never fully enjoy regular sex ever again, but that was okay because for one vicious night, I got to live out my wildest fantasies. And that would have to be enough.
“We don’t want this to end, little fox,” Poe blurted out, cutting the silence like a knife.
