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Saint and I never spoke to Katie the entire flight after we left her in the bathroom. Halfway through the flight, Nathan came up to check on her and it took everything in my power not to snap his neck when she grabbed her bag and led him to the bathroom to express again. I could see Saint was barely able to contain himself as well. I fucking hate Nathan. What he did is unforgivable! That cunt fucked with my family and you don’t get away with that shit.
The moment the plane touched down in Auckland, we had to rush to our connecting flight to Queenstown. When we finally landed there, I felt like I could breathe easier. I don’t recommend traveling thirteen hours straight and then hopping on another flight for an extra two hours. My ass is fucking numb, I stink, I need sleep and I need something fucking good to eat! The seven of us went straight to the rental car place and got the keys for the two cars, then headed straight to the hotel to get some shut eye. It may only be noon here but fuck me, I couldn't sleep a wink on either flight with her so close to me.
Katie and Leah ride with us while Darius and Beck travel with the cunt. Beck and I check us all in and grab the key cards from the receptionist. Beck hands Darius his card and then grabs his shit. I motion for Saint to follow me, then turn ready to hit the elevators until she speaks.
“Where do we sleep?” I look over my shoulder at her and growl out,
“Your ass is with us, the cunt stays with Beck.” Her eyes widen, I don’t stick around to hear her bullshit reply.
She may be pissed the fuck off at us but she follows us in the elevator nonetheless. The moment we step into the room, she throws her case on one of the double beds, grabs some clothes, and then storms into the bathroom, slamming the door closed behind herself. Saint falls face first onto the other bed and moans while I place my shit on the other side of the room near the window. The view is fucking beautiful, mountains as far as the eye can see. The grass and trees are so green here, the people are so bloody nice as well and smile at you for nothing.
“If she doesn’t hurry the fuck up in there, you’re going to be stuck sleeping next to my dirty ass because I can’t keep my eyes open any longer.”
Snorting, I turn away from the window and slap his ass. He shrieks like a fucking girl and lurches up the bed, rolling to his back and glaring down at me. “Your ass is always dirty.”
A devilish glint enters his eyes as he rests his arms behind his head and smirks at me. “Coming from the guy who had my cum dripping out of his ass?” My snarky reply is cut off by the sound of a gasp coming from the left. We both turn our heads to see Katie standing there in a shirt that looks awfully familiar.
“Is that my Slipknot shirt?” She ignores my question as she looks between the both of us.
“You two slept together… without… me?” It shocks me more that I don’t hear hurt in her tone but happiness.
“What’s it to you if we did?” Saint snaps.
She shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head. “Nothing. I’m just glad you both finally expressed how you really felt for each other.” She shoves her clothes in her case and I’m stuck here staring at her like she’s a strange being.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I finally ask as she lifts her leg and perches it on the edge of the bed and then proceeds to rub cream all over her calf and works her way to her thigh, my shirt rides up and I can just make out the pink of her panties that peeks out from under her shirt.
“Crue, I’ve known from the start that the both of you had athing. I was just shocked it took you guys this long to finally admit that you love each other,” she says with a shrug like it’s not a big deal.
“I’m too tired for this shit,” Saint grits out as he climbs off the bed and heads for the shower, leaving the door open. It takes a fuck load of effort for me to tear my gaze off Katie when she reaches the top of her thigh. I stare out the window and try to focus on anything else but what she’s doing behind me. Her approval or acceptance shouldn’t mean shit to me, I don’t need her blessing to love Saint. I mean, I do love him but I guess just not in the way I originally thought I did. He and I worked so well becauseshewas there. She kept us together and made the both of us feel okay exploring each other through her.
“The fuck.” At the sound of Saint’s outburst, I spin around, to see him standing in the bathroom doorway with a towel around his waist. I follow his line of sight and my own eyes widen, Katie sits on the bed in nothing but her pink panties with the pump thing hooked up to her tits again.
“What? I told you I have to do this every couple hours.” She sounds exasperated and miffed.
“Put some fucking clothes on,” he grits out.
She rolls her eyes. “Please, it’s not like you haven’t seen it all before.”
Saint throws his hands in the air. “That’s exactly the fucking point.” She scrunches her face in confusion.
“Uh, that makes zero sense.” Saint shoots me a look imploring me to help him out here.
“He means cover the fuck up or get the fuck on your knees. We can all stand here and deny it as much as we want but the truth is, the fucking sight of you gets our cocks hard.” Her jaw unhinges. The fact she is shocked by my comment is comical, she knows I don’t fucking mince words when it comes to her or Saint. I say it how it is.
“I-I can’t, I have to pump—” She doesn’t get a chance to finish her sentence, Saint leaps onto her bed, grips the back of her neck, pulling her closer so he can kiss her. The sight of them getting lost in each other has my cock twitching in my pants. Saint begins to paw at the pump thing to get it off her but she hisses in pain. Breaking the kiss, she begins to unstrap the thing and places it to the side before throwing herself at Saint again. Saint forces her flat on her back and then nestles himself between her legs. I slowly close the space between us and stand at the edge of the bed as he slowly trails open mouthed kisses down her exposed throat. When he reaches her tits he doesn’t suck, instead, he darts his tongue out and flicks it across her enlarged peaks, her back arches off the bed as a cry tears from her throat.
“You like that, Katie baby?” I ask as I grip her hair and turn her gaze to me, her eyes wild and filled with need.
“Y-yes,” she moans as Saint slowly licks a trail down her body. Fuck, the moment he grips her panties and peels them down her legs, I’m fucking done. I rip my shirt off and rid myself of my pants and boxers.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I growl. She does as I demand. I slip onto the bed and rest against the headboard. she licks her lips at the sight of my hard cock.
“Suck him while I eat this pussy, Katie baby.” Her only response is to moan. The moment her dainty little hand grips the base of my dick I jerk in her hold.
“Fuck, Saint,” she cries out when he begins to eat her greedy little pussy. Wrapping her hair around my fist, I force her mouth down onto my cock. Shit, the feeling of her tight wet mouth on me has a primal groan pulling free.
