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Ace finally drops his loosened hold on my neck, while Blais works on releasing my hands from the chains. Theon pulls out of me gently, making me gasp, while Ace does the same, planting my feet on the ground. I can feel their cum sliding down my shaking body.
Just as Blais releases both of my hands, they fall limply to my body, no longer able to hold themselves up. Theon holds my hips, while Blais swoops in, picking me up bridal style as I cling to his chest for dear life.
My body is exhausted, and I don’t have any more energy to give after the best fucking sex of my life. My body is coated in their cum, my blood, and so much sweat from that fucking show we just put on. If this is what happiness truly feels like, I never want to let it go. I want to stay in this moment forever with my three psychos.
Theon kisses my temple softly, before whispering in my ear, “You’re perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.” He wears the most beautiful grin I’ve ever seen in my life. His stunning chocolate skin is covered in a thin layer of sweat making him even more handsome.
Ace pushes him out of the way before planting a deep kiss to my lips. “We’re never letting you go.” He steps back, letting me take in his gorgeous naked body, also covered in sweat shimmering under the lights. The thought that once terrified me knowing they were never going to let me go, only makes me feel butterflies in my stomach from how good it feels to finally be theirs.
“Come on, darling, let’s get you cleaned up and to bed,” Blais gently whispers, pulling me even closer into his chest while he carries me.
I feel happy, content, and like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
Pure perfection. That’s what Zamira Stone is.
Her exhausted, bloody, and thoroughly fucked body clings to mine as I carry her up the stairs. The idea of her touching me right now doesn’t freak me out as much, knowing she just agreed she’s ours. That she’s not going to leave us.
When we reach the top, I take her toward my room. There’s no way in hell I’m not having my girl in my bed tonight.
We walk right past her door as she lifts her head to watch us go by. “Where are we going?”
“You’re sleeping in my bed tonight, darling.”
“You think the others are going to let you hog me for the night?” I glance down at the angel in my arms. Her baby-blue eyes are staring up at me with a flicker of fire and satisfaction.
Yeah, she enjoyed our little session downstairs.
I laugh. “Yeah, darling, they’ll be fine.”
She’s the perfect fit to our madness. It was quite apparent when she was hanging there from the chains, reveling in the way we touched her body.
Watching the way Ace and Theon fucked her hard together while she was suspended in the air was enough to make me come. She was enjoying every moment of it, taking the pain, screaming over and over again with each thrust.
This little minx even loved the way I cut across her chest and the way Theon struck her with the riding crop. She wanted everything we gave her and more—I could see it in her eyes and hear it in her moans. Even though her sweet little body was exhausted and throbbing in pain, my little vixen wanted more. She craved more.
Hell, that was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had. The guys and I have shared girls before, but it was nothing like that. None of them were as dark and freaky as Zamira, and that was only the beginning. I knew the second I saw her at the club that she was different. I felt it in her eyes, but it took her a while to realize exactly who she is.
“What are you thinking?” I ask as I reach my door, pushing through into the dim room, covered in neon lights. I want to know everything that’s going through that pretty little head of hers.
I want her in every way.
She’s mine.
She’s ours.
“I never thought I’d be here, in this situation. Falling for three men that wanted to kill me the moment we met.” Her eyes study my room as she talks, soaking in the black furniture.
“You’re exactly where you belong, darling. I’ve seen it since the beginning.” I carry her into the bathroom, setting her on the counter so I can get the shower ready. She’s got our releases coating her body. The caveman in me wants to refuse her a shower so she can remember exactly who she belongs to, but I know she would be sore, and will need the warmth of the water to relieve the tension of her muscles.
Turning the handle, I put my hand under the water to check if it's hot enough. “And for the record, I never wanted to kill you, the other two did.” I turn, winking at her as I wait for the water to warm up.
“You’re telling me, the bloodthirsty Blais Monroe didn’t want my blood?”
Fuck, I love that smart mouth.
I stalk over to her, like a predator scoping out his prey, then settle myself between her creamy thighs. “Oh, darling, I wanted your blood more than anything. But I wanted you alive to enjoy it with me.” I rub my thumb across her angry red nipple, picking up some of her blood, before I trail my hand up her throat, shoving my thumb in her mouth. Without hesitation, she sucks her blood off my skin, and the feeling of her warm tongue makes me groan.
She loves blood just as much as I do.
