Chapter Six

I sat on the edge of the windowsill with a steaming cup of coffee, my fluffy gray robe tied tight around me. I gazed out the window, getting lost in that space between dusk and dawn. When the sky was a dark blue. It was the quietest time of day. Not even the birds were awake yet.

The guys watched me intently from across the room. Their breathing growing heavy again as they looked on. I felt the tingling begin to stir again. Knowing how bad they wanted me. Was I just as insatiable as them?

I locked eyes with Poe. "Tell me what happened to you. How did you die?"

"We were poisoned," Poe snarled.

"All three of you?" I asked. "When? Who poisoned you?"

"So many questions," Grim drawled. "Let's just enjoy our time together. The past doesn't matter."

"I want to know." I raised my chin in defiance.

"It was a long time ago, Bailey," Saint grumbled.

Poe licked his lips. "Keep being a good girl and maybe I'll tell you what happened." The way his gaze traveled over the length of my body was enough to make me shiver.

"I need to use the bathroom."

Poe nodded. "Don't linger in there too long though, or I'll have to drag you out."

I shuddered and reminded myself that they were predators. No matter how gorgeous or sexy, or how skilled they were with their tongues, they were apex predators. And I had bargained with them. Traded my body for their souls. The night was far from over.

I shut the door behind me and thought better about locking it. That wouldn't keep them out anyway. It would only piss them off. I couldn't lie that the hint of danger, and their impulsive tempers sent a little shiver up my spine. A tingling shiver that stirred up a fresh sheen of moisture between my legs. What was wrong with me? Had I been alone so long that any attention was turning me on. Even from vile delicious spirits who refuse to leave until I let them defile my body?

I was as fucked in the head as they were.

After splashing some water on my face, I rested my trembling hand on the doorknob. I wanted more but I was still a bit terrified. What if I couldn't handle any more?

As I turned the knob and opened the door, I gasped, almost walking right into Grim. He stood, blocking the doorway, naked and waiting for me.

He held a leather collar in his hands. "Come here, little fox."

I shook my head. "What is that?"

"A gift," he drawled .

I backed up into the bathroom, ashamed and horrified that the sight of it in his hands made me wet again.

Grim stalked forward, his eyes ablaze with renewed hunger. "I like hunting you, little fox. These games you play are so fucking hot. Pretending you don't want the same things. You make me so hard."

He backed me up until there was nowhere to go. The cold wall hit my back, and I froze. "What is that for?"

Grim smirked and held the collar up closer so I could see its intricacies. There were three metal loops attached to it.

Oh, fuck .

Just as the realization hit me, Saint appeared in the doorway, a chain wrapped around his wrists. Fuck.

Poe entered the bathroom last. He took the chain from Saint and nodded to Grim.

Grim exhaled, shuddering in anticipation as he opened my robe and slid it off my shoulders. He dragged the collar across my chest, using it to caress me, tracing circles around my swollen nipples with it. "I'm really going to enjoy seeing you like this," he rasped.

I stiffened. I'd be giving up more control. But wasn't that what I'd already done? From the moment I said yes, I gave them permission to own me. To do whatever the fuck they wanted to me. And that thought sent another burst of heat through my body.

I swallowed hard and lifted my chin, holding eye contact with Grim.

He chuckled as he wrapped the collar around my neck, fastening it at my nape. "Good girl."

It was tight but not choking me. Just tight enough to remind me who was in charge. Poe inched forward and tugged on my collar, causing me to stumble into him. He fingered the ring at the base of the collar, caressing it like it was a part of me. I guess now it was.

I drew in a sharp breath as he hooked one end of the chain into my collar. His eyes lit up with lust and desire. As he stepped back so all three of them could admire me, the other end wrapped tightly in his fist, I became dizzy. An animalistic need inside my belly bloomed. They were beasts, and I was at their mercy.

Saint took the chain from Poe and tugged me forward to his chest. "Beautiful," he growled. "Ours."

He pulled me out of the bathroom and away from the living room, down the hall. Grim and Poe followed close behind. I could feel their warm breaths on my back. Fuck, I was so wet.

They herded me to my bedroom. The blankets and pillows had been stripped off my queen size bed. Only the top sheet remained. I shivered.

Saint stood behind me. He tugged on my chain and backed me up into his hard cock. I couldn't help my body for wanting to feel him. I wiggled against his crotch, and his hand shot forward as he cupped my pussy.

"Please," I begged.

"Get on the bed," he ordered in his low gruff voice.

I nodded as he gave me some slack on the chain to climb onto the bed. As soon as my knees hit the mattress, he tugged back on the chain again. "No. I want your head at the foot of the bed."

I laid back against the squishy mattress and inhaled a deep breath.

Poe came to one side of the bed and removed his shirt, then his pants. He was gorgeous with abs that rivaled Grim's. How were all three of them so fucking perfect?

Grim came to the other side. The three of them gazed down at me, their lips wet and cocks hard. "Let's play, little fox."

He climbed onto the bed and ran a hand up the length of my thigh. Moisture pooled out of my folds. I bit back a whimper as he stroked my wet slit. Saint handed him the chain right before he grabbed my wrists and held them tight above my head. Oh, fuck. Poe growled in need as he joined us on the bed.

Grim stuck his finger deep inside his mouth and pulled it out slow. Without warning he shoved it into my tight pussy. I clenched and bucked my hips. "Relax, beautiful." He held his finger still inside me. My clit throbbed.

Poe massaged my belly. " Let's see how wide you can stretch for us ."

Grim fisted his cock, rubbing the tip of it against my aching folds. "Beg for it. Tell me how bad you fucking want it."

I wanted to touch it. I tried to pull away from Saint, but he held my wrists tighter.

Poe pushed on my nub while Grim teased me with his tip, stroking it up and down my dripping wet entrance. "Fucking say it, or I'll just torture you like this all night."

I panted, the need to feel him inside me taking over every other thought. "Please… I need it. I fucking need it so bad. Please, Grim."

A sinister smirk played across his lips. "Good girl." He teased at my entrance, pushing himself halfway in. "Relax… open up for me."

I spread my legs wider, and he inched in farther, gasping as I clenched around him. Shit he felt so fucking good.

Poe moaned and sucked on my nipples while Saint panted behind me, holding my wrists firm.

Grim slid in and out of me slowly as he moved deeper into me. He was so big I could feel him in my fucking back. I rocked my hips into him, letting him hit every angle.

I cried out as he hit my spot, sparkly spots clouding my vision. "Oh, fuck…Grim."

"Fuck yeah, scream my name, you dirty girl. Such a good fucking dirty little fox." He pounded into me harder, faster. He rose up, towering over me as he thrusted, pulling on my leash. He came inside me as I unraveled underneath him.

Grim pulled out and laid back next to me. "So fucking good. "

I could barely catch my breath before Poe was on top of me, sucking on my pebbled nipples. "I want in, little fox."

Staring up at his cold blue eyes, a little tremor shot through me. I was ready for more. I was insatiable. They had awoken something in me that would not be dormant any longer.

I licked my lips and spread my legs wide again, arching my hips toward him in offering.

Poe growled at the gesture. "You are taking us so well. Fuck. I'm going to make you cum again. So hard."

He pushed at my slick entrance and we both gasped as his hard cock slid inside. I let out a moan as he drew back and then plunged forward through my clenched walls. I felt like I was flying. Saint still held my wrists tight in his hands, caressing them with his thick fingers. Next to me, Grim looked on, his cock hard again at the sight of me being fucked by Poe.

Grim grabbed my chain and tugged, pulling my face to his. He kissed me hard, shoving his tongue between my lips and exploring my eager mouth.

"Fuck, you make me so needy, little fox."

Poe moved deeper inside me, and I bucked. "Oh, fuck. Yes. Just like that," I cried out.

"Say my fucking name." He pounded harder.

I broke away from Grim's kiss. "Poe," I rasped. "You feel so fucking good."

"Uhh, fuck yeah." The whole bed shook as he pumped into me. While Grim was more sensual and slower with his movements, Poe was like an animal. He was unleashed. Wild. Raw. And I fucking loved it.

My pussy trembled as my orgasm built. The tingling spread through my thighs first, then my swollen clit, until finally it took hold of my entire body. I screamed out as it washed over me, clenching, and squeezing around him like I was trying to milk every last drop .

This triggered him, and he poured into me, digging his fingers deep into my hips to hold me still as he came.

My legs felt like dead weights. My pussy was raw. But I was feeling the highest I've ever felt.

Saint released my wrists just as Grim and Poe nuzzled up against me, each throwing a leg over one of mine.

I waited, my heart hammering, for Saint to move on me next. But to my surprise he left the room.

A wave of disappointment came over me. I was exhausted, sore, and emotionally spent, but the thought of him not wanting me had me reeling. Did he get his fill just by watching me? Did I do something that turned him off?

Moments later, I heard the rush of water coming from the bathroom. Grim chuckled. "Saint's ready for you, little fox."

Poe stroked the outside of my pussy, making me wet again. "Are you going to be a good girl and do exactly what he says?"

My breath hitched. So he did want me. I nodded. "Yes."

"That's what we like to hear," Grim breathed.

Saint stalked back into the room, grabbed my chain, and tugged me out of bed. I grasped onto it so as not to get choked. Although, I wasn't entirely opposed to that either. What was wrong with me?

Saint led me into the hot steamy bathroom and closed the door behind us. I was confused. "They aren't joining us?" I was under the impression that they were a package deal.

He shook his head. "Not this part… get in the shower."

His eyes were dark, sinister. I swallowed hard, suddenly afraid of what he was going to do. As I turned around and stepped into the tub, he shoved me against the wall. My breasts pushed up against the cold tile, hardening my nipples. I was starting to think they'd be permanently swollen at this point.

"Don't move," he ordered in his gruff voice.

I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. I felt the fuzzy sponge at my back as he dragged it across my skin. The soapy suds oozed down my body. He was cleaning me.

"Turn around."

I gulped and slowly inched around to face him. He stood in front of me, fully naked. His body was covered in tattoos. Beautiful patterns of black and gray ink. And his cock, holy shit. I thought Grim and Poe were big. Saint was colossal. And the tip of it was pierced with a silver bar bell. I could only imagine what that would feel like inside me.

"Spread your legs."

I widened my stance and leaned back against the shower wall.

He pressed the sponge to my pussy, moving it up and down my slit. Broad strokes that turned to small circles as the soft foamy sponge tickled every nerve ending. I bit back the urge to moan. Saint seemed to like the quiet. He never broke eye contact with me as he worked the sponge over me like it was his own hand.

Despite just getting fucked by two of the hottest men I'd ever seen, this act that Saint was doing was more erotic than anything else. It was seductive and carnal. He was cleaning me but somehow I felt dirtier.

We stared at each other without speaking. I bit down on my lip as another orgasm threatened to strangle me. I didn't want to even breathe wrong for fear that he'd stop.

Sensations of ecstasy came before I could stop them. My knees began to shake. A deep rumbling in my belly burst through. I could see the very faint beginning of a smirk catch on Saint's lips. The heat from his body only made it worse as he stepped closer toward me, pressing the sponge harder against my clit.

His lips grazed my ear as he whispered, " Cum for me ."

It was all the coaxing I needed. Without another thought, I arched back against the tiles and let my body have its release. He snaked his muscular arm around my waist to hold me up as every tingling sensation possible, took hold of me. I grabbed his wrist and thrusted into the sponge. "Fuck… Saint…oh my, fucking…I need you to touch me. I need your cock. Please… Saint."

He took my earlobe between his teeth and gently bit down. Dropping the sponge, he cupped my pussy with his wet soapy hand. He drew in a sharp breath as I continued to grind against him. I ached for him so bad.

I was starving for him. Without thinking, I reached for his cock. He growled and wrapped a hand around my throat, threading his fingers through my collar. His grip tightened. "On your knees, fox."

Oh, fuck. He was so hot.

I got on my knees without hesitating. He yanked on my chain and shoved his cock into my mouth. I moaned into him as he squeezed my chin. His other hand moved to the back of my head. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and guided my mouth back and forth. Tears welled in my eyes as I struggled to breathe.

"Good girl," he rasped. He fingered my lips as I stretched my mouth wide around his throbbing cock. He tasted like ecstasy. I twirled my tongue around the barbell, and he shuddered, digging his fingers deeper into my scalp. He pulled at my hair until I flinched from the pain. But it hurt so fucking good.

He thrusted into me faster. I looked up and our eyes locked. The devil lived in his gaze. Cold, sinister, hard… hungry . My vision blurred as he hit the back of my throat. I choked back a sob as he fucked my mouth hard. I couldn't breathe, but he tasted so fucking good. I kept my eyes on his. I wanted him to see me take it.

His body jerked as he reached his peak. I saw it happen. The change in his eyes. The rush of blood to the tip of his cock which caused him to clutch the back of my head so tight I couldn't move. He held me still as his cum rushed into my mouth like a dam bursting. He moaned, deep and guttural. I cupped his swollen balls as he rode his orgasm, pumping it into my mouth. I swallowed every fucking drop .

He pulled me from my knees and lifted me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed me up against the wall. "It's been so long…" He tapped his fist three times against the wall.

I heard the door open. Grim and Poe pulled back the shower curtain and their eyes lit up. "Can we watch now?" Grim asked.

Saint grunted and gave them a nod. He lifted me out of the shower and carried me back into the bedroom. He set me down and then crawled onto the bed. "Get on top of me."

I was horny again for this man. What the actual fuck? I didn't even think it was possible to have this many orgasms.

As I climbed onto the bed, I felt Grim, and Poe come in behind me. I crawled on top of Saint, straddling him.

Grim joined us on the bed, his chest pressed against my back. I drew in a sharp breath as he reached around and fisted Saint's cock. He squeezed it in his palm and stroked up and down. Saint growled, "Put it in."

Oh, fuck. Grim pushed at my entrance with the tip of Saint's cock and I almost came right there. He guided it inside me, as I stretched for him. "Oh, shit. So fucking big," I murmured.

Grim lifted my hips up and down on Saint's cock. It was unbelievable. Indescribable. To feel another man behind you, moving your body, making you ride another man's cock. I almost blacked out. The three of us moved in a rhythm. Poe moved around to watch, fisting his own cock up and down as he looked on.

Grim's hands were everywhere—squeezing my nipples, pressing on my clit, sliding underneath, between us. He hoisted me up so he could wrap one of his hands around Saint's shaft while leaving the tip still inside me. He stroked him as he brought me down on him. Saint moaned. "Fuck… Grim and our little fox," he breathed.

Grim pulled me back against him as I rode Saint harder. I couldn't get enough. It would never be enough.

I had fucked all three of them. As another orgasm claimed me, panic rushed through my chest. They said they couldn't move on until they had all had sex with me. And now they had. But I didn't want them to leave. I didn't want to be alone. Without them… how would I ever feel pleasure like this again?

Saint unhooked the chain and removed my collar right before the four of us passed out on each other, a pile of tangled limbs and heaving chests.