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Fuck. He was gorgeous.
I gasped as he wrapped his left hand around my throat, firm but not hard enough to restrict my breath. The feel of his grip on my neck had me clenching again. Why did this turn me on so much?
My heart skittered as I anticipated his next move. Was he going to force me to suck his cock? Would I even put up much of a fight? I was practically salivating over it.
His eyes hardened and his lips pulled tight. “Watch,” he commanded.
“Watch what?” I murmured.
He fisted his cock with his right hand and began stroking his shaft up and down. I tilted my chin up to look away from his throbbing cock, and he gave my throat a quick squeeze. “I said, fucking watch.”
“Oh, shit,” I whimpered, struggling for breath. I nodded and he relaxed his grip on me slightly.
“Good girl.”
He began stroking his cock again, back, and forth. He circled the tip with his thumb, pinching it between his fingers as a little spurt of pre-cum pooled out.
“You want a taste, don’t you, little fox? You want to slide those pouty lips up and down my cock until they’re bruised and swollen. If you say otherwise, than you’re a fucking liar,” he breathed.
Was he right?
I couldn’t move or look away. Heat flooded my body as he took his time, languishing in each stroke of his veiny shaft. My nipples ached as they pebbled against the cotton of my shirt, imagining what his hands could do to them. My panties were soaked.
“Say yes, little fox. Just one word and I’ll give you what you want. I can see your swollen nipples through that sweat-soaked shirt. I know they’re aching to be sucked.”
Grim squeezed my throat a little tighter. “Aching to feel the scrape of my teeth against them.”
Oh, fuck.
Sweat beaded down my back. I was falling apart. Unraveling. Every breath shorter than the last. I kept my eyes glued to his glistening cock, for fear that if I looked into his eyes he’d know. That everything he said was true. That I wanted him. I wanted all three of them.
I fisted my hands at my sides as his breaths grew more rapid. He let out a soft moan and rubbed himself harder, faster. Tingles erupted inside my aching pussy. Watching him, as he held me in place with one hand and fondled himself with the other was vicious. It was fucking brutal. But only because I would not let myself give in.
“Uhh,” he moaned. “Fuck. Get ready for it, little fox.”
What the… oh, fuck. He grunted and moved his hand to the back of my neck. I whimpered as he tugged my head back and released his cum on my throat. It came out thick and hot. Dripped down my shirt. I quivered as it oozed in between my breasts. I stared at the ceiling as he surrendered to his orgasm, feeling his warm sticky cum drip all over me.
He yanked my head hard and rubbed his fingers over my neck, smearing his cum across my jaw and over my tightly closed lips. I would not give in, dammit. But fuck how I wanted to.
Grim pulled me upright, smiled and stepped back. “I look good on you, little fox.”
Poe rose and stalked over to us. My heartbeat fast. He took a seat next to me. “We can keep playing these games, or you can give us what we want. What you want.”
I looked around the room, soaking in their hungry stares. They didn’t look like ghosts. No. They were solid and formed like men. Beautiful men. Poe with his black hair and green eyes, the way they slinked over every inch of me like I was about to be devoured.
Then Grim, the tallest of the three. His black and grey tattoos swirled and climbed over almost every inch of his skin, highlighting every inch of his hard muscled body. The sexy V-shape that dipped down below his abs, aching to be licked. His blonde hair was slicked back off his forehead revealing the undersides shaved and imprinted with more tattoos. His blue eyes pierced me like razors.
And finally, Saint, he was the biggest of the three. Not in height but in stature. He looked like a bouncer or like he belonged in some fight club. His dirty blond hair was tied up in a top knot. Shadows flickered behind his brown eyes.
A tremor shot through me as Poe stroked my cheek with the tip of his finger. “Give in to your desire, little fox. Let us give you what you’ve been too scared to get for yourself.”
My heart hammered. I could barely control my breath. “I-I’m not scared.”
Grim stepped back into his black jeans, pulling them up slowly. He tucked his cock back inside but left the zipper and button undone. He stood over me and cupped my chin in his hand. “You’re terrified, Bailey. And it makes you so fucking wet, you couldn’t clench your legs together any tighter if you tried.”
I tried to swallow, but my throat was so dry. “I need a drink.”
Saint made his way into the kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine and a glass. He poured it and as he handed it to me, he kept his fingers curled around the stem. I inhaled a sharp breath as his skin grazed mine. “This will help you relax, little fox.”
