Chapter Four

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."

"Excuse me? I have to pee. I'm not doing that with the door open." I could feel my cheeks heating .

Saint twisted his fingers around my wrists. "Liar. You and I both know what you are going in there to do. But if you want to make yourself cum, you'll have to do it in front of us."

Fuck . Of course, they knew. No matter how much my mouth protested, my body gave them every ounce of proof they needed to know I was aching for release.

"Or do one better, and let us make you cum," Poe chimed in as he approached, admiring Saint's grip on me.

Grim joined us now too. I was surrounded, pinned against my own hallway wall. By all three of them. Trapped, with Grim's cum still all over me. And I was disgustingly, ridiculously, viciously aroused.

"Please, just let me go," I murmured. Please don't.

Grim stroked my cheek. "You belong to us, little fox. Time to accept it."

Poe nodded. "There's no shame in wanting this. Let us show you."

"Say yes." Saint pleaded.

My head spun. My heart hammered. Every inch of my body was on fire with lust. Every nerve ending erect and aware of their effect on me. I was wetter than rain, my nipples ached, my clit throbbed in anticipation. This is what I'd fantasized about. It was finally happening.

So why was I so afraid to give in?

Grim lifted my shirt, exposing my belly while Poe traced the edges of my panties, taunting me. "Let us inside, little fox. I want to feel that tight little cunt clench around my fingers."

Grim placed his hand on the small of my back, tracing small circles over the base of my spine. "Spread your legs, little fox. Open up," he rasped.

Saint lowered his lips to mine, stopping just short of kissing me. "Submit… Say. Yes ."

A blast of sensations hit me at once. Heat spread between my legs. Sweat dripped from every crevice. I panted at the stimulation of all three of them surrounding me, teasing me, begging me to give in.

"Fuck…I-I just…" The scent of their sweat mixed with night and musk and desire was overwhelming. It was seductive and every inch of my skin was raw. Tingling. Every nerve twitched at the thought of giving up control to them.

Poe pulled at the edges of my panties a little firmer but still holding back. "You're so close to the edge, little fox… time to jump."

My chest heaved. I couldn't take it anymore. I took deep breaths, locking eyes with each of them as I did. The tension in the room grew thick as they waited. As they watched my chest rise and fall. As they watched my lips tremble.

I swallowed and willed moisture back into my mouth, but all I could muster was a throaty whisper, " Yes …"

A collective swoosh of air peeled back as all three of them pressed in closer to me. Poe slipped a finger inside my panties, stilling it right above my swollen clit. " Good girl ."

Grim cupped my ass and gave it a hard pinch. "You belong to us now, little fox. Every single piece of your flesh belongs to us."

Saint wrapped his hand around my throat, and I flinched slightly. Was I really ready for this?

He held firm. "You're no longer in control, Bailey. We're going to do whatever we want with you."

I couldn't catch my breath. "What-what are you going to do?"

"Shh… Let's get you more comfortable," Poe hushed in my ear.

Saint reached into his back pocket and pulled out a switchblade. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and cut into it, dragging the blade up in short little jerks as it tore through the fabric. I leaned back against the wall as Grim and Poe each held one of my wrists over my head.

Saint split my shirt wide open, the air hit my nipples and I gasped .

"So fucking beautiful…" He traced the tip of the blade delicately across my collarbone.

He tipped my chin up with the blade. "Say it."

I looked back and forth between the three of them, confused.

Grim growled in my ear. "Say you belong to us."

This was it. I had made my decision. I couldn't escape it. And I didn't want to. I licked my lips. "I'm yours. God help me, but I belong to you now."

Saint nodded at Poe. He flashed me a grin as he dipped a finger below my panty line, sliding it down my slick slit. I moaned as he pressed against my nub. "So fucking wet for us. I knew you were a fucking liar. But now you're going to be a good girl, aren't you?"

I bit down on my lip as he slid his finger in and out my pussy, slowly. It was agonizing. I nodded. "Yes, I'll be a good girl."

Poe drew in a sharp breath. "Go sit on the couch."

I staggered over to my brown leather cushions and started to sit down when Grim called for me to stop. "Panties off. I want to see that sweet cunt bare against the leather."

Saint was behind me in seconds. I felt the press of the blade against my thigh, then the pull from it ripping the fabric of my panties wide open and away from me.

" That's better ," Grim growled.

My legs were shaking. I was completely naked, vulnerable, and exposed for all three of them to see.

And they eyed me like prey, hungrily.

I sat on the couch, perched on the edge, my knees locked together.

Saint came from behind and grabbed my shoulders. "Relax, little fox. Lean all the way back."

Oh god, I really was giving up control now. I didn't resist as he pulled my shoulders into the cushions.

Grim and Poe retook their positions on either side of me.

"Open up, little fox. I want to see everything," Poe murmured .

I spread my legs apart just as Saint's hands slid down my chest and cupped my breasts. I gasped as he pinched both my nipples between his fingers, rubbing them back and forth. I could feel the heat flooding me, the intensity of his grip driving my body to near convulsions.

"That's our good girl. So naughty. You're our dirty girl, too, aren't you?" Grim asked.

I licked my lips, my throat dry. "Um… I-I don't know," I squeaked out.

Grim dragged his tongue across my jaw. "Yes, you do. You're so fucking filthy. So beautifully dirty. Say it."

My nipples swelled as Saint pinched and rolled them tight between his fingers. It was getting harder to concentrate on what stimulation was coming from where.

Grim jerked my chin and kissed me hard. "I asked you a question, little fox."

"Yes… I'm a dirty girl," I panted.

Grim snickered. "You know what happens to dirty girls, Bailey? Hmm?… Dirty. Fucking. Things."

Poe locked eyes with Grim, a sinister smirk flashed on both their faces. "Open her up for me."