Page 22 of Little Fox


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Saint reached around and fisted my cock. “I know you like slow torture. The fucking agony of feeling every nerve on your body come alive.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as he stroked me from tip to base, my lips quivering. “Yeah… keep going just like that. Fuck.”

I heard the shower curtain slide open and knew Poe was watching. That was his thing. And I loved putting on a show. I leaned back into Saint’s chest as he unraveled me. His grip was strong and firm as he squeezed my cock with every jerk. The blood rushed to the tip of my cock, sending shockwaves to my core. I moaned louder as he wrapped the washcloth around my balls with his other hand. He inched it up, toward my ass, tugging it between my cheeks. My knees trembled as every ounce of pleasure was drawn out.

“Fuck. I’m coming. Harder,” I rasped, my mouth dry.

Saint bit down on my shoulder and growled. “I want to feel your dirty hot cum all over my hand. Right fucking now.”

“Uhhh… Fuuck.” My cum burst out as I hit my peak. It was too much. My vision blurred as my orgasm rocked through me.

Saint held my cock in his hand, stroking it gently as I rode the orgasm out. “Fuck, your cum is so hot. So thick. Mmm, I just want to keep playing with you.”

“Fuck, we’re never going to leave this bathroom if we don’t stop,” I panted.

Poe stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. “I could watch all night.” He eyed my cum soaked cock still in Saint’s hand.

I arched an eyebrow at him. “See something you like, Poe?” I teased.

He licked his lips. “You know how much I love the taste.”

I nodded and propped myself up on the counter. I fisted my cock. “Help yourself.”

Poe slid his mouth over the tip of my cock and moaned. “Fuck.”

I leaned back against the mirror and closed my eyes as he licked and sucked all my cum up. It stirred my cock again, of course. I plunged into his mouth as it became clear that I was as hard as a rock.

Saint chuckled as he left the room. “I’m going to crawl into bed now, boys. See ya in a few.”

I nodded, barely hearing what he said as Poe worked his full lips up and down my shaft. He gripped my thighs, digging his fingers into my flesh.

I ran my thumb across his lips. “Fuck, Poe. I forgot how good you are at this.”

He lightly scraped his teeth up my shaft, sending shivers all the way down to the balls of my feet. “Oh yeah, just like that.”

As another orgasm gripped me, I cried out and held Poe’s head down in place as I filled his mouth with more of my cum. My legs shook as he moaned and flicked his tongue over the tip of my cock, sucking me like I was a fucking popsicle.

“Shit, man. We gotta get some sleep.”

Poe wiped his mouth with his hand and smiled. “We can sleep when we’re dead.”

I rolled my eyes at him but couldn’t help but laugh. “Fucking Poe. We are dead, man.”

His eyes darkened for a minute. “I know but ever since we found Bailey, I feel more alive than ever.”

He was right. She brought all this out in us. Helped us find that joy again.

I cleaned myself up and slid into bed with the others. Bailey was out, purring in her sleep practically. Just one look at her pretty pink nipples made my cock hard again. Fuck no, go to sleep, Grim. But if it were up to me, I would fuck her and them all night.

“Is she still sleeping?” Poe asked as we crowded around the breakfast table.

I nodded into my cup of coffee. “Yeah, we wore our little fox the fuck out.” I often wondered what she dreamed about. With all that chaos in her head, I imagined her sleep wasn’t as peaceful as it looked.

“We need to talk about her fear of the house,” Saint grumbled.

Ever since she moved in, she’d been feeling like there was something else lingering here besides the three of us. But none of us had seen or felt anything. Not saying that she’s imagining things, but fuck I don’t know…

“We’ve been trapped here for a long time, and we’ve always been alone,” I quipped.

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