Page 44 of Her Crew

He disappears, closing the door behind him. I step inside as he instructed and stand just outside the water’s spray before slinking beneath it. Warm droplets rain down and cleanse me, but a moment of panic steals my breath. I back out of the water and start to cry. That’s when I hear a knock at the door.

“Come in!” I lean out of the shower and pull a towel in front of me.

Tye walks in, and I’m too stunned to speak, but Alec appears behind him. Warm nervousness washes over me.

“Pup,” Alec whispers as he brushes my dark, wet hair from my face.

As much as I like the idea of where this is going, this isn’t the best time. My anxiety isn’t being very pleasant to me right now.

“Let us help you,” he whispers with a soft smile.

“You two can’t fix everything with your dicks,” I say, reaching over to close the shower curtain. Alec’s hand wraps around my wrist and stops me.

“We’re not trying to fix everything. Just some things.”

I let a smirk cross my lips, and that’s all the confirmation they need. The moment I smile at them, they start stripping.

Alec is much leaner, with tight muscles bunched beneath smooth skin. Tye looks like he pumps more iron. Scars run down the length of his left side—his arm, torso, and thigh. I’m not sure how I didn’t notice that before. The shower fills with muscle and heat as they join me, sandwiching me between them. Alec kisses me. His lips move down my neck as Tye grabs my chin to bring my mouth to his.

It’s working. This attention replaces my fear, and the anxiety melts away with every touch.

Alec’s hands grip my towel, and my heart picks up speed. They’ve seen me naked. They know I’m not some skinny girl. But that doesn’t stop my panic from punching my rational mind in the face. I don’t panic long before Alec strips away the towel and throws it on the tile floor outside the shower. Then he backs up and takes me with him so that I’m beneath the showerhead.

Warm water rains on me again. When I gasp, it’s not because of how horrible I fear this shower will be. It’s because this shower is shaping up to be the best I’ve ever had.

My mouth is never lonely as they take turns kissing me. My breasts are never untouched as their mouths and hands share me. And then Alec turns me to face Tye. His hands press down on my shoulders, guiding me to my knees. Tye’s dirty blond hair presses against his neck. His erection moves in front of my face, and even though I know what they want me to do, I wait because it feels so surreal.

“I want you to suck his cock, pup,” Alec says.

Using my hair, Tye guides my movements and brings me toward his cock. My lips spread, and I take him inside my mouth.

“You suck me so good, princess,” Tye groans.

His praise warms me like the water hitting my neck and back. The only thing that could elevate this moment would be feeling Alec’s erection behind me, but I feel nothing. It isn’t because he isn’t attracted to me, but I still feel a twinge of insecurity before I remember his trauma broke him in different ways than mine broke me. So, I lean back against his limp crotch and let him watch me suck Tye’s cock like it’s my job.

I look up at Alec, and he growls as he replaces Tye’s hand in my hair. He tugs me off Tye’s cock and drags me to my feet.

“Sorry, Tye. I’ll give her back in a moment.” He cranes my neck. “You knew what you were doing there, didn’t you? You want to get me hard. That’s why you looked up at me with those pretty fuck-me eyes while you had my best friend’s cock in your mouth.”

His words drip over me, hotter than the water. “Yes,” I pant.

“Such a good little whore.”

I like how those words sound rolling off his tongue.

Tye grabs my arm and drags me out of the shower and toward the long sink counter. As he backs me away, Alec throws me the most sinful movie-villain smirk. He’s coming for me soon. That’s what the look says.

Faux granite chills my belly as Tye bends me over the counter. He searches through his discarded jeans and rips out a condom wrapper. While I wait for Tye, Alec slithers between my legs. He replaced his dark boxers before lying on the cold floor, and he smirks up at me before burying his face between my legs. His studded tongue slips between my lips, and he grips my thighs as he devours me.

Tye steps over Alec’s outstretched legs, and I don’t know how this is going to work. But it does. Tye squeezes my ass before guiding himself into my pussy. I feel like Tye’s balls are probably hitting his best friend’s chin as he takes no time to start pounding into me, but honestly, if he’s okay with it, I guess I am too. The feeling of someone licking me while someone else plows me is something I never thought I’d experience. It’s otherworldly. Mind-bending. This experience is somehow reshaping the absolute hellscape of the brain I had before. It’s taking out pieces of my trauma and transforming them into something pleasurable instead.

“I wish you could see how your pussy spreads around Tye’s cock. You’re so greedy for every inch. Such a good little slut.” Alec’s words heat my clit before he goes back to licking me.

Tye leans over to kiss my neck as he fucks me. Before I even know what’s happening, an intense feeling bears down on my lower gut. I push down, and Tye pulls out to let me gush all over poor Alec. I’ve never done that before. I scream out, then bite my lip to silence myself. Embarrassment seeps into every inch of me, especially when Alec squeezes from beneath us and stands beside me. Proof of my intense orgasm drips from his bare chest. He grips my hair and brings my face to his skin.

“Clean me up.”

My tongue leaves my mouth and rides up the curves of his chest. The salty mixture is almost metallic.