Page 150 of Blood of the Saints


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I know they didn’t get exactly what they wanted with Novak, but they have a plan. I’ve seen their mannerisms, and something definitely is going on with them.

My stomach growls loudly, forcing me to sit up from the deep need for food. The moment I do, I instantly regret it as my entire body screams from the soreness licking my muscles. The blanket pools at my waist, exposing my bare top half. My wrists are an angry red from the chains, my shoulders feel like they’re on fire, while my ass and pussy are begging me to lie back down because the pressure is too much.

Thinking about all the ways they destroyed my body last night reignites the desire I have for them. Each one of them took their turn, roaming their hands on my body, giving me a sweet cocktail of pleasure and pain, throwing me into the depths of a chaotic euphoria. It was every desire, dream, and sick fantasy I could ever wish for, and I know that’s only the beginning. They’re savage, and will use my body in any way they can.

The atmosphere shifted between us once I allowed myself to realize they are exactly what I need. They’re everything that brings out the sides of me that I’ve repressed for so long, and because of that, I was able to finally let go. Finally let the darkness in me show.

I am free.

Trying to stand up, a rough, calloused palm squeezes my hip, keeping me in place. “Where do you think you’re going, darling?” The deep, gruff tone of his voice makes my thighs clench together instinctively.

His morning voice always seems to get sexier each time I hear it. It’s like an aphrodisiac sending a signal directly to my pussy.

“I’m hungry.” As if on cue, my stomach grumbles again. After getting fucked into oblivion by them, my entire body is exhausted, sore, and needs fuel before I can even be a functioning human being.

“Mmm, me too.” His dark brown eyes light up mischievously. He tries to pull my naked body closer. I have no desire to cover up, feeling so much happiness by the way he looks at me, but as much as I would love to have another round with Blais, my body needs sustenance before I can do anything else.

“No way. You guys left me sore and hungry. Now let go of me before you see me hangry, and let me tell ya, it’s not a pretty sight.” A coy smile flits across my lips, seeing him pout at my response.

“Nothing could ever make you less gorgeous than you already are, even if you’re a raging, hangry monster.” A soft blush creeps up my neck and heats my cheeks from his sweet, playful words. It’s times like this when I want to bottle up the moment and hold onto it forever, because although Ace, Theon, and Blais were my worst nightmare when I got here, they’re the only ones now that can make me dream for a better future.

“I can also relax those muscles for you, if you’d like.” He seductively skates his fingers across my exposed stomach, running his fingers up, under my breasts. My nipples react to his touch, hardening the longer his warmth soaks into my skin. A loud moan escapes my lips as he tugs on my peaked nipple, rubbing back and forth after each pinch.

“Blais...” The throaty groan that comes from me is barely recognizable, filled with raw emotion.

“What do you want, darling?” He releases my breast, moving down under the sheet, dipping his fingers into my slick folds. “You want me to release all this built-up tension?” he whispers, leaning over to bite my side gently.

“Yes.” All thoughts of needing a break and food escape by brain as his expert fingers strum against my clit. “Keep...oh...keep going…”

Just as I fall back against the pillow, a loud knock sounds on the door. “Come out, you fucker, you’ve had her long enough.” Ace’s boisterous voice filters through the room, making Blais groan beside me.

“Fuck off, man. I’m a little busy here,” Blais playfully teases Ace, but I know exactly what he’s doing.

Three…two…one…

The door slams open and Ace engulfs the entire frame, only in low hung sweatpants and messy bedhead, looking like he’s an overprotective parent coming to catch his kids doing something naughty.

“Come to join the fun?” Blais leans into me, kissing my shoulder, not giving a shit that Ace has forced his angry self into the room. His soft lips skate across my skin as Ace stomps over to Blais’ dresser, pulling out shirts and sweats.

“Breakfast is ready, get your asses up.” He throws the clothes at us, before he comes over to my side of the bed and gives me a light kiss on the lips. Finally, he stalks away, his delicious ass on display for me to ogle.

The soft gesture has me stunned to the point I can’t even figure out how to put my shirt on. Ace is a cold, ruthless man, but last night when he was comforting me before Theon stretched me with his massive cock, he showed me he has a softer side, that he does know how to be gentle. It’s comforting knowing my savage man can do both when he wants to.

“You could always stay naked. I don’t think any of us would mind,” Blais says, standing to pull on his sweats without any boxers, giving me the perfect view of his plump ass.

It would be fun to parade around naked. It would undeniably end in them all fucking me again before we even eat, but by the way my stomach is yelling at me, I don’t think it’d go over well.

Pulling Blais’ T-shirt over my head and rolling on a pair of his boxers, I move closer to him until I’m standing directly in front of his tall frame. I want to kiss him, but I’ve never initiated it first, I’m not sure how he’ll react. “Can I kiss you?” I tilt my head up, looking at his beautiful, sharp features and pale pink hair. My voice comes out shy, more than I anticipated it to, but his eyes twinkle with excitement.

“You can have whatever you want, darling.” I know he’s just saying that, trying to make me feel better, but it’s more than he would’ve given me before.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course.” His assurance is all I need before I get on my tippy toes while he brings his head down to meet mine. He grabs my cheeks with both hands, pulling me even closer to his mouth. Our kiss is slow, deep, and all consuming. Like we have nowhere else to be. It takes everything in me to pull away, both of our chests heaving from the energy that’s coursing through us.

“Thank you,” I whisper against his mouth, not only for letting me kiss him, but for letting me touch him last night, for letting me know I’m where I’m supposed to be, and for seeing something in me before I could even see it myself.

He gives me a bright smile that stretches across his face, before wrapping his arm around my shoulder to lead me down the hall. The mouthwatering smell of bacon hits my nose as we descend the stairs and make our way toward the kitchen. I can hear it sizzling in the pan before I even walk in, but it’s the sight I see once I’m there that has me laser-focused.

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