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Or it would just make me make stupider decisions.
I gulped down half of it in one sip. “This is great. Just fucking great. I’m being haunted by three sex starved ghosts. How is that even possible? This can’t be real.”
Poe inched himself closer to me. “Stop talking. There are better uses for that sexy mouth of yours.”
Grim nodded, heat rising in his stare. “Open up for us. We’ve waited a long time for you, Bailey. Our sly little fox…”
Why were they calling me that? “No. Please, just leave. I can’t give you what you want.”
Poe sighed. “Wrong answer.”
I gasped as he yanked me to my feet. He whipped me around and pulled me to him. His stiff cock ground against my back. Without warning he walked me forward into the wall and pressed harder into me. He fisted my hair tight in his palm. He pressed my face to the wall and breathed heavy into my ear. “You’re the only one who can give us what we want.”
He smelled so fucking good. I whimpered as he reached around and began slowly pulling up the edges of my shirt. “Spread your legs, little fox.”
I wriggled against him, trying to squirm out of his hold but all that did was make him grip me tighter. He shoved his foot between my ankles and knocked them apart, forcing me to widen my stance. My clit ached as he pressed me further into the wall. “Tell me you’re not wet right now, and I’ll let you go.”
I grunted in frustration. “I’m not wet.”
He ran his teeth over my earlobe as he whispered, “Liar.”
“Prove it, little fox,” Grim taunted. “Let him touch you.”
Oh, fuck. I wanted to be touched so bad.
I squirmed again. Poe pressed into me. I could feel the hem of my shirt getting higher. My panties were exposed now. My legs spread open. He stroked my belly in soft small circles with his fingers. I quivered. “Fuck,” I whispered underneath my breath.
“Relax, little fox. Let me touch you,” Poe rasped.
I was practically panting. I’d never been exposed like this. This vulnerable. I bit down on my lower lip and shook my head. “I-I don’t want you to.”
He snickered and released me. “Liar,” he repeated.
I turned around and leaned back against the wall. “You don’t know me.”
Poe twirled a lock of my blonde hair. “We know you better than you know yourself. The sooner you give into what you want, the more alive we’ll all be.”
He stalked away and sat down on the couch while keeping his feral gaze on me.
Saint smirked. I didn’t even realize he was capable of any expression. “Aren’t you tired of always being in control, Bailey? Hmm?” He grabbed a black duffel bag from behind the couch that I hadn’t noticed until now.
He unzipped it slowly. “We can do things to you that even your wildest fantasies couldn’t muster.”
I clenched my pussy again, praying my slick juices didn’t pool any farther down my thighs. “What do you want to do to me?” I asked, terrified and more aroused than I’d ever been in my whole life.
Saint reached inside the bag and pulled out a black leather riding crop. He caressed the tip of it and then smacked it against his palm. I flinched.
“You think you’re wet now, little fox… Submit to us. Say yes, and you will feel pleasure unlike any you’ve ever known,” Saint breathed.
My legs began to shake. I had never been spanked before. But I’d be lying to myself if I said I hadn’t always wanted to be. Fuck. How did they seem to know all the dirty things I wanted done to me?
I’d heard about fight or flight moments, but this wasn’t that. In this moment, it was either fuck or flight. And what was really starting to scare me was how I didn’t want to flee at all. But I should. I needed to. What kind of girl would I be if I let three strangers do dark and dirty things to me? It was shameful. I needed to take care of this myself before I exploded.
“I-I need a second.” I shot past them and darted for the bathroom. I was almost to the door when Saint caught my wrist.
“Shit.”
He pushed me back against the wall and pinned my wrists above my head. He sniffed my hair like a wolf about to attack its prey. “Don’t close that door.”
