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I leaned back into him, letting my pleated skirt ride up a little. “I wore it just for you.”
He pushed my hair to the side and kissed my neck. “I want you to keep it on when I fuck you.”
I let out a little whimper as his hand pulled my skirt up higher. “Fuck… Saint.”
“Does your pussy want to play, little fox?” he rasped.
I nodded as I locked eyes with Grim who was leaning against the counter watching us. “Yes… always.”
“Good girl.” Saint inched my skirt up around my waist.
Grim stalked over and my heart quickened. He licked his lips as he pulled my panties down, gazing up at me from his knees. “Always so wet for us.”
Saint grabbed my leg and lifted it up, spreading me wide. I gasped as Grim’s thick lips wrapped around my clit. His tongue flicked over it as he sucked while he peeled my folds back with his fingers.
“Oh, shit,” I breathed.
Saint moaned as he kissed my neck. “I love watching your pussy get eaten.”
Grim planted soft kisses down my slit before shoving his tongue deep inside. I bucked into Saint who held me firm against him. “Uhhh,” I cried out.
The pressure built in my core, sending spasms through my entire body.
Poe dropped the ladle he was stirring with and walked over. I quivered as he pulled the strap of my top down, exposing my breast. My nipple swelled as he pinched it between his thumb and finger. “You’re such a good fucking girl for us…”
Saint’s hands roamed my thighs while Grim devoured me. I shivered as he scraped his teeth against my clit. And I was done for.
“Fuck,” I screamed as an orgasm ripped through me.
Grim chuckled as I ground my pussy against his mouth. “Fucking hell,” I murmured.
As they set me back down, my legs wobbled. Grim’s saliva dripped down my thighs. He pulled my panties back up, wrapped his hand around my throat, and yanked me to him. “Come here, little fox.”
My belly fluttered as he kissed me hard, shoving that magical tongue of his past my lips. The taste of my own pussy filled my mouth. And it was fucking hot as hell. He squeezed my throat and angled me back. “Don’t ever forget who makes your pussy cry tears of fucking joy.” He dragged his thumb across my lower lip. “Our dirty little girl…”
“How did you know that was what I needed?”
Saint pulled me to his chest, his eyes narrowing as he gazed down at me. “Because I know you, Bailey. Better than you think.”
Something unspoken passed between us. He was the only one who could read me. Grim was easy to dodge when I didn’t want to talk, he hated confrontation. And Poe just always saw the light in me. But Saint… he was impossible to hide from. And that feral look in his eyes told me he was coming for me soon.
As we crowded around the table, Poe dished us out heaping bowls of pasta. I covered mine in a thick layer of parmesan cheese before diving in. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until that first pillowy bite. I moaned as the spicy marinara sauce coated my tongue.
Saint raised an eyebrow. “Careful or I might insist you eat that naked.”
I giggled and feigned a more dramatic moan on the next bite.
The guys burst out laughing as I egged them on. I loved this time of night so much. It was a space somewhere in between being a family and them reminding me that I was still theirs to defile and dominate.
While Poe and Grim play-fought over the last piece of garlic bread, Saint side-eyed me. “Meet me in the garden later tonight. Just you.”
I nodded, swallowing another bite of pasta down along with the lump in my throat. Saint was the more serious one out of all of us. He was intense. And downright fucking scary at times. I knew from the minute I first saw him that he was going to push every boundary I had. He wanted me to surrender my vulnerability, my body, every fucking part of me.
I got away with distracting Poe. It was easy to flirt and charm him into submission. And Grim avoided the hard stuff at all costs. We had that in common. But Saint… he would push until he’d broken me wide open.
He dug his fingers deeper into my leg. “I want to hear you say it, little fox.”
Fear and desire danced across my skin. “I will meet you in the garden alone tonight,” I murmured.
