Chapter Two

Saint

"O n the table," I growled.

Bailey's eyes flickered with excitement as she climbed on top.

I stalked around the table, drinking in the sight of her hard nipples poking through the fabric of her flimsy shirt, the flutter in her belly, the beads of sweat that trickled down between her breasts. She was beautiful. She was my dark and delicious fantasy come to life.

"Hold her wrists," I told Poe. His green eyes flared as he burned for her. We all did .

Poe removed a gold rope from the curtain and wrapped it tight around her wrists before pinning them over her head.

I leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I'm going to make you scream and cum so fucking hard, you won't remember your own name."

Her breath quickened. "Please, Saint… fuck."

Grim pushed his finger into her mouth. She took it greedily, sucking it like a lollipop.

My cock grew in my pants. I loved it when she begged. I pulled my knife out of my back pocket. I traced the tip across her collarbone, then down between her breasts.

"Let's get you more comfortable." With two quick thrusts, I tore through her top with the blade, splitting it down the middle.

Her rosy skin glistened with sweat. She was so fucking turned on it was all I could do to slow play this and not fuck her raw right then. But I wanted to watch her squirm.

I dragged the knife down her belly and slipped the tip underneath her panties. With another quick jerk, I cut them off her trembling body, leaving only the remnants of black lace around one of her thighs.

"Show me that wet cunt of yours," I growled, my heart beating faster with every twitch and whimper she elicited.

My cock throbbed as she spread her legs wide for us. " Good girl ."

I sheathed the knife and flipped it around. With the covered blade in my palm, I pressed the hilt against her belly.

"Your favorite knife," Grim rasped. "For our favorite girl."

Poe hovered over her. "Go slow. I want to see every agonizing inch of it."

Bailey licked her lips as she eyed the knife in my hands. "What are you gonna do with that?"

Using the rounded tip of the hilt, I circled her clit. "Do you want to please me, little fox?"

She bit down on her lower lip as she panted. "Yes. Always."

Fuck, yeah. She was so beautiful when she wasn't in control. So vulnerable. When her pussy was aching with need. "Are you going to be a good girl and surrender to us?" I dragged the hilt down her slit.

She nodded. "Yes. I belong to you."

I handed the knife to Grim. "Get this nice and wet for me." He squeezed my hand as he took it from me. Without breaking my gaze, he took the hilt in his mouth and sucked, coating it with his saliva.

Bailey moaned as she watched.

"I need a better view." Poe secured the end of the rope to the table leg before stalking over to the other end. "And I want to suck that hilt after ."

I nodded and held up the large knife so Bailey could get a good look at it. "Do you like it, little fox?" The top was a rounded steel ball, and the base was wrapped in thick coarse leather.

"It's beautiful," she whimpered.

Poe and Grim each stroked one of her thighs.

"It wants to play with you." Seeing her tied up and spread out was making me feral.

Her belly quivered. " Oh, fuck ."

I peeled back one of her pussy lips using the hilt, the act instantly making my dick throb. Slowly, I dragged it back to the middle and did the same to the other side. It was sinful and erotic and filthy as fuck. The way she inched her hips forward, readying herself to receive it like the good little girl she was, made my dick so hard I was going to need to cum multiple times before I'd be able to walk straight again.

Grim grunted next to me, clearly having the same problem stirring in his own pants. "Put it in. I want to see her stretch around it."

She was panting, her chest heaving at the sound of his words.

"Let me make sure she's nice and wet first," Poe rasped. He slid a thick finger down the opening of her cunt, the flesh already pink and swollen .

Her breath hitched as she wiggled her ass against the table.

" Mmm, so wet ." Poe's mouth watered as he stroked her, sliding his finger up, down, side to side, and back up to her clit. He drew slow circles with his thumb as she writhed and moaned.

"Let's go," Grim growled again. " Put the knife in her fucking pussy ."

"Easy now. I'm just savoring our little fox," I rasped.

Grim was not known for his patience. He wanted everything at the snap of his fingers. He groaned and started forward, but I held him off. "All right, Grim. Relax and watch."

Bailey flinched as I pressed the cold tip of the hilt against her clit. "Oh, fuck," she panted.

"Shhh, relax." I dragged it down her slit, my hunger growing as I pushed the round steel tip inside her sopping wet pussy.

As she bucked her hips, Grim and Poe each placed a firm hand on her thighs, holding her in place. She lifted her head and locked eyes with me as I held it still, her breath quickening.

I got off on teasing her. Taunting her. The way her body shook as I slowly began to twist it farther inside her, made me feel feral.

Poe dug his fingers into her thigh, his eyes glued to her cunt. "Do you like that, little fox? You like when Daddy Saint fucks you with his toys?"

She moaned louder. " Yes ."

I peeled the folds of her pussy back with my other hand and edged the hilt in deeper. "Oh, baby. You are so fucking tight. Relax ."

Grim bent down and pressed his tongue against her clit. She screamed as he licked in quick rough strokes. She spread her legs wider, welcoming every depraved act thrust upon her like a good fucking girl. Our good fucking girl .

"There we go. Fuck . Now I can slide in deeper." I placed a hand on her belly and pushed the full length of the hilt inside her.

" Uhhh. Fucking hell ," she screamed.

Grim pinched her clit, rubbing it back and forth as I stilled the hilt inside her, letting her get accustomed to its girth. "Do you like being stretched open, little fox?"

Sweat beaded down her hard nipples. "Saint, please. I need to cum."

" More ," Poe snarled as he snatched the cushion off the armchair and wedged it underneath her, elevating her hips.

She twisted and pulled against her restraints, her wrists bright red from the rope digging into her flesh. " Please ," she begged.

I pulled the hilt back and then thrust forward. And again. I had to start slow so she could accommodate the size. But I was going to fucking stretch her before the night was over.

She rocked her hips, moaning, as I fucked her with the hilt of my knife. It was the next best thing to my own cock. I grunted as I watched her juices coat the leather. Grim fisted his own cock as we watched her squirm and buck with every thrust. Watching her pink pussy turn red as I pumped faster.

"Fuck, don't stop," Grim breathed as he stroked his cock to the same rhythm I had with her.

"Ughhh. Fuck. Faster. I'm going to cum…fuck." Bailey's back arched so hard, I thought she was going to break through her restraints.

I slid my free hand underneath her and fingered her ass. "Do you like when we use you like this, little fox?"

She nodded and bit down on her lip. "Yes… ruin me ."

Seeing how close she was to the edge, I shoved the hilt in with more force. I was ready to push her over. "I'm going to fucking destroy you." I ground it against her G-spot. "I know you love every filthy thing we do to you."

Her eyes rolled back as she clenched around the hilt. "Ughhh," She cried out. "I-I'm coming. Fuck."

Poe fingered her clit as she chased her orgasm. "Good girl. Coat that fucking knife for me. "

Grim slapped his cock against her belly as his cum spilled out in thick white ropes. " Such a good fucking girl ," he grunted.

As I rammed the hilt against her swollen walls, a feral need stirred inside me. I palmed her belly and smeared Grim's cum down over her pussy lips. A carnal ache throbbed in my body as his cum coated my fingers. I painted every inch of her folds with it.

Poe's eyes glazed with hunger as he fixated on the knife. " Mine ."

Bailey gasped as I pulled the hilt out and handed it to Poe. He took it in his mouth and sucked. "Delicious," he purred.

Bailey lifted her head up, struggling to keep her eyes open as she locked them on me. "Cum for me, daddy."

I dropped my pants and fisted my throbbing cock.

Bailey's breath hitched. "No. Not like that. I want to watch you give up control."

Fuck, she was perfect.

Grim moved behind me and wrapped his hand around my cock. "You know I won't be gentle."

He was far from it. Grim was rough and brutal. I remember the first time we touched each other all those years ago. It was like an awakening. I had been with many men and women before but there was an electricity in his touch. The way he took what he wanted without restraint. Just like I did with Bailey.

I panted as Grim stroked my shaft in hard jerks. It sent tremors all the way down to the tip. "Don't fucking stop."

I slammed my hands on the table as the pressure grew. Grim's cock hardened against my ass. "Are you going to cum for our good girl?"

I gritted my teeth, nodding, as a tingling spiraled throughout my entire body.

Grim's grip tightened. "You're so close. I can feel it."

Poe rubbed his cock against Bailey's face. "You're a voyeur like me, aren't you, little fox?"

I couldn't hold it back any longer. Fuck. I let out a riotous moan as Grim snaked around me and dropped to his knees. I threw my head back. "Mmm, fuck, I'm coming."

Grim wrapped his lips around my cock, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked. I cried out as my cum gushed into his hot mouth. I drove into him violently, knocking him back against the table. He moaned as he swallowed every drop of my cum.

Poe grunted as he shoved his cock deep inside Bailey's mouth. "Yeah, fuck, suck it just like that." She choked as she took it, her lips swollen from the size of him.

Grim slid his lips down to my shaft, humming as I twitched against him. "You taste so fucking good," he breathed.

Bailey reached out to us. "Kiss me."

Poe untied her wrists, rubbing them as they fell lifeless beside her.

Without hesitating, Grim went to her and plunged his tongue into her mouth.

I traced my fingers up her leg, over her belly, and across her breasts. Her nipples were still pebbled. We took turns kissing her, savoring the taste of each other on her tongue.

It was as good as breathing. And since we didn't technically do that anymore, touching her was better than breathing.