Chapter Five
I had never been with more than one man at the same time.
He was right. It was dirty. But I didn't want it to stop.
I drew in a sharp breath as Grim pulled back the lips of my pussy. "Uhh," I whimpered.
Poe teased my entrance with his long fingers and without warning, shoved one inside.
"Fuck yeah, little fox. You're so wet for us. So ready."
I gasped as Saint pinched my nipples harder. Grim stroked the outside of my pussy, pressing his thumb on my swollen nub as Poe pushed his finger deeper inside me. I couldn't breathe.
Ripples of ecstasy hit me, wave after wave as I struggled to remain in control of my body. I was going to cum faster than I'd even thought possible. Grim stretched me wider apart as Poe inserted a second finger. I clenched my walls around him and screamed from the pleasure.
"It's too much," I panted.
"Shh, relax. You're doing so fucking good." He pumped his fingers in and out.
I arched my hips, rolling against his hand. " Fuck , that feels… amazing."
Grim rubbed the outside of my pussy, gliding his fingers through my slick folds. "This is just the beginning, little fox."
Without warning, Saint released my breasts. Grim spun me sideways so I was laying across the couch in his lap, my back against his chest. His cock stiffened and pulsed against my ass.
Poe hovered over me; the length of his torso wedged between my thighs. This was fucking insane and exhilarating. He kissed my belly, dragging the tip of his tongue down my wet slit. His tongue was soft and hot and firm.
Saint came around the side, a rope dangling in his hands. He grabbed my wrists. I panted as he held them over my head and fastened the rope tight around them. He tied the other end of the rope to a leg of the couch.
I couldn't move. And it fucking drove me wild. This was truly giving up control. I was at their mercy.
Grim drew light circles around my nipples with his fingertips. "Such a good fucking girl. About to burst so we can all taste that sweet cum of yours."
"Oh shit," I rasped.
Poe worked my pussy with his tongue, licking and sucking and scraping his teeth gently across my folds. I bucked wildly, flailing as the overstimulation pushed me to the edge.
Saint kneeled down beside me. "Arch her up."
With his tongue buried deep inside me, Poe lifted my hips, making a space for Saint to wedge his hand between me and Grim. Grim squeezed my breasts while Saint yanked Grim's pants down and fisted his cock.
" Fuck , Saint, that's right," Grim moaned. Saint guided Grim's shaft up and down the line of my ass, sandwiching it between my needy flesh. Poe sucked my clit harder. I clenched around him, feeling every single pulse and flick.
I cried out as my orgasm began to climb inside me. Grim squeezed my nipples tight as he sucked on my earlobe. Saint pushed down on my abdomen with one hand while he rubbed my ass raw with Grim's huge stiff cock in his other hand.
"Little fox…" Saint breathed. He pressed down on my belly. "You have no idea how dirty I'm going to get you."
I moaned as the pressure built. They were right. I could never have dreamt this up. This was unfathomable. I was over stimulated.
With Grim's smooth shaft wedged between my ass, sliding up and down, seeking entrance. Poe's tongue devouring me like I was a bowl of his favorite ice cream. And Saint. The one who barely speaks, orchestrating it all. He was barely touching me, but I was most aroused by him.
"Oh fuck, I'm…com…coming." I screamed and arched my back, ignoring the burns around my wrists as I pulled on my restraints.
The three of them nestled in close, not letting up as all the blood in my body rushed to my head. Stars studded my vision as I moaned out the longest and most satisfying orgasm I'd ever had.
"Fuucckk…"
They stroked me as I came down.
"Breathe, little fox. Don't want to wear you out just yet," Poe cooed.
Grim adjusted himself underneath me, while Saint untied me and pushed me back up to a sitting position.
"We have so much more planned for you," Saint rasped.
I was so dizzy I almost blacked out. It was better than my fantasy. And I knew that the night was just beginning. This sent a tingling sensation back to my middle, as I still rode out the wave of my orgasm. I wanted more.
Poe cupped my face and pulled my face to his. "I want you to taste yourself on my tongue." He kissed me without warning, and I melted into him. Tasting myself was so naughty. So fucking dirty. I nearly came again.
Grim rubbed my back as Poe explored my mouth, his kisses deepening with every whimper I let out. When he finally broke away, he stole my breath with him. I felt like I was on fire.
"Tell us, little fox," Grim urged, "Why are you afraid of your own pleasure? Hmm?" His hands were tangled in my hair. He stroked the back of my neck. It was soothing and stimulating at the same time.
I was ashamed to answer. "Not everyone likes what I like."
Poe wrapped his hand around my throat and planted a kiss on my jaw. " We are what you fucking like, baby girl. And we are right fucking here to worship you. Don't be afraid."
Saint nodded. "You're beautiful."
There was a strange connection between me and Saint. At first I didn't even think he liked me. Now I was starting to wonder. He took such care with me. As if I would break in his hands. I'd let him fucking break me if he wanted to. I craved him most of all.
But something else was bothering me. Despite my lack of belief in ghosts and spirits, I know what I felt back at Wickford mansion. I know something unseen pushed me into that door. I hadn't had that many jello shots to where I would hallucinate that.
I curled my legs to my chest, blanketing myself with my own body. "What happened to the three of you? Why are you… dead?"
Grim's breath hitched. He moved my arms and replaced them with his. "Don't cover yourself. If you're cold, we'll keep you warm."
His strong arms wrapped around me, protectively. He hugged me to his chest, placing one arm across my breasts while cupping my pussy with the other. A new wave of tingles shot through me at the instant heat from his palm.
Grim chuckled. "Relax, little fox. They'll be plenty more of that later. This is just to keep the heat flowing in all the right places."
The warmth spread to my belly. My nipples pebbled underneath his forearm. Fuck. "You're trying to distract me," I breathed.
Poe smirked as he fixated on the way Grim was holding me. "And it's working, isn't it?"
Saint grunted as he stood up. "She needs nourishment. I'll get her something to eat and drink."
I couldn't help but squirm a bit against Grim's palm. It radiated like fire through my pussy. I wanted to grind against it. To feel my orgasm climb again. It felt so fucking good.
Grim tsked in my ear. "Such a dirty girl. Don't think I can't feel you trying to rub against me."
My breath grew heavy. "I'm just cold."
"Lie all you want, little fox, but your cunt tells the truth." Poe lounged back against the other end of the couch and pulled off his shirt.
I gasped. His chest was perfect. Carved like stone. "I'm not lying." I was.
Saint returned with a glass of water and a bowl of fruit. He sat down on the coffee table again and set the bowl beside him. "Drink." He handed me the water and I obeyed.
Grim slid his arm back and forth across my breasts. "Good girl."
Saint then picked out a peach and began carving it with his knife. I reached out to take a slice when Poe snatched it from him instead. He dangled the juicy fruit over my lips. "You are not in control anymore. Remember?"
I nodded, my heart racing.
He rubbed the fruit against my lips. "Open your mouth."
As soon as I parted my lips, he shoved the peach slice in. It tasted like heaven. Like fucking ecstasy. Not because it was a good piece of fruit but because Poe had fed it to me. I was practically purring.
Saint started to feed me another slice when Poe stopped him. "You know what, Saint? I feel like something is missing… Grim, what would make our good girl enjoy her meal more?"
His grip on my pussy tightened, reinvigorating the need between my thighs. "Her cunt is as wet as that peach. Would you like to see?"
Poe nodded. "Mmm, very much."
"Make her cum for us," Saint growled.
Oh fuck. My senses were back into overdrive.
Grim shifted his hand and slowly started to caress my outer folds. I parted my legs wider as he stroked, needing to feel every inch of him inside me.
"Grim, please," I panted.
Saint brought a slice of peach to my lips but didn't relinquish it. "Suck."
I moaned as the sweet peach filled my mouth. I sucked on Saint's fingers as he held it, the fruit between my lips.
"Fucking hell, little fox," Poe cried out. "I want a taste."
I gasped as Poe grabbed another slice of the bright tangy fruit and dragged it down my pussy, slathering the juices across my skin. I trembled as the sticky juice coated me and the soft flesh tickled my clit.
"Do you like that, little fox? How does it feel to be so fucking dirty?"
I arched back, panting. "Don't fucking stop," I pleaded.
Poe chuckled as he shoved the fruit that was now coated in my cum into his mouth. He moaned as he savored it. "Fuck, you taste so good."
Grim slipped a finger inside my pussy. "I don't think you're dirty enough, little fox." He pumped another finger in, hooking up toward my G-spot.
I moaned. Oh, fuck. My head was buzzing. Still sucking on Saint's juice covered fingers, I spread my legs as far as they could go. Grim pulled the lips of my pussy back. He slid his fingers up and down my slit, then in and out, while Poe licked every trace of peach juice off me. I bucked my hips, arching up as he pressed down hard on my clit with his thumb.
Poe's eyes fixated on all of it. "Fuck, yeah. Just like that, Grim."
He moaned into my ear. "You're so fucking tight."
Poe gripped my thighs, digging his fingers into the side of my knees, and spreading me wider apart. "You want it harder, don't you, little fox? Faster?"
Saint grunted, fisting his own cock, rubbing himself as he watched us.
"Tell him, little fox," Poe repeated.
I was going to black out. The pressure was building to the point where I couldn't even see straight. "Fuck, yes. Harder. Please, Grim."
"Oh, fuck." Grim pushed his fingers deeper inside, pumping so fast I could barely breathe.
Poe stroked the inside of my thighs. "That's our good girl. So fucking good."
White lights sparked in my vision as my orgasm rumbled from the center of me and burst out. I clenched around his fingers and screamed.
"Fuck," I whispered as I came down, trying to reclaim my breath. "Fuck…"
I rolled my head to the side to look at Saint. His dick was still hard as a rock, but he was no longer holding it as it tented his pants. He let out a deep quivering breath and closed his eyes for a moment. "I'm not ready to cum yet."
He handed me the glass of water and I drank it down in one sip. That was already two orgasms in the span of one hour. That had never happened to me before. No one had ever even bothered trying before.
My head was spinning. "I'm going to need more sustenance than just a couple of peach slices. And I'd like to at least wear my robe."
Poe started to protest, but I cut him off. "I think I've been a very good girl . I've earned a respite for a little bit."
Saint nodded. "Yes, she's right."
Grim smiled devilishly down at me. "Already making demands and owning what you want. I knew you were fucking perfect."
Poe got to his feet. "I'll be right back with a robe for our sly little fox."
As the night carried on, I was beginning to realize that as much as I belonged to them, they belonged to me . I was their good girl, but they were my beautiful savage devils. We would break each other. And then we'd put each other back together.