Page 30 of Her Twisted Beasts


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We all spin around to the sound of Bailey’s soft voice. She stands in our doorway with my shirt hanging from her body. She drinks in every exposed inch of my skin before doing the same to Darius. Only Augustine hasn’t taken his shirt off and the disappointment is clear in the scrunch of her cute nose.

Her eyes fall to the fireplace and then to the floor at her feet. In shame? I hope the hell not. I take a step in her direction but she holds a hand up for me to stop. I do. She doesn't know how much power she wields over us and we haven’t even properly taken her to bed yet.

“I was going to run out the front door and then I heard the wolves. I thought they might be easier to fight off than you three.” Her eyes lift from a point on the floor to connect with us. “But then I realized I don’t want to fight you off. I like you touching me.”

Two strides and I’m across the room, gathering her in my arms. Fuck keeping my distance. I’ve had enough of keeping away from people because of who I am. My history. I come from a line of killers. We all do. Even this sweet princess. She can’t judge me without judging herself. Except, she hasn’t pulled a trigger and ended a life. I know this and so does she. And yet the spark of desire glittering in those pretty eyes has all the self doubt falling away.

“Your beasts are aching to feel you between us. We need to feel how your body molds between us.” I take her hand and place it over my throbbing cock. Her wide eyes climb up my chest and there’s a sense of hunger in her eyes that drowns the fear and ire from a moment ago.

“Not until you did I ever want a woman in my life.”

“That goes for all of us.” Augustine holds a hand out for her to come to him.

I bring her to stand between my brothers and me. Surrounding her, she looks worried and bites at her lower lip in a way that has my cock jerking with the desire to feel those teeth grazing over my hard length.

I slip her delicate hand into mine and place it over my heart. I’m not a fucking Romeo here, but I am swiftly falling in love. “You don’t have to worry. There’s nothing to fear. We can take this as slowly as you need.”

“I don’t want to be slow. I want you. All three of you. I am finally ready to feel the touch of a man on my own terms and I want you three to be those men.”

“Be careful what you wish for, Bailey. Once we take you, there will be no other men in your life.”

“I’ll give you one chance to show me what my future can look like.”

Our little hellcat is good with her words.

“All we need is an hour and we will write your future in the stars.”

CHAPTERNINE

BAILEY

“Undress your men. Take your time or—”

“My men,” I repeat, cutting him off. “I love the sound of that.” After so long of not knowing where I belong it feels surreal to think I’ve found my new place in this world. And it’s at the side of three men.

I cock a brow, feeling more myself. I’m done with being slow. I want hot, fast and so damn consuming I forget who they are and simply feel alive.

I cross to Augustine, gather the sides of his shirt and pull. Buttons pop and the expanse of a muscular chest fills my vision. Dark skin. I lower my lips to settle over the flat disk of his nipple. Using my teeth I scrape the sensitive bud.

A masculine moan ripples into the vast room. His head falls back but his hands dive into my hair. He holds me to him as I suck and nip one nipple before licking a path to the next.

Black ink tastes divine under my tongue. I lick each swirl of vine, each rose bud between one nipple and the next.

I slide my hands around his back and raise to the tips of my toes and slowly lower my lips to his.

Holding my gaze, he leans in and flicks his tongue against the tip of mine. Once. Twice and then he’s devouring my mouth and robbing me of the air in my lungs.

Augustine’s shirt, all their shoes and dress slacks come off. Three gorgeous men stand in front of me naked, aroused and hungry.

“Come here,” Victor says in a low rumble in the back of his throat.

I can’t run. Not anymore. So I do his bidding. My garter belt is left alone but they destroy my fishnet stockings pulling them off of me.

“Skin. Nothing less than your skin on our skin will do.”

Darius’ aroused husk sends a welcomed chill over my body. Hot liquid spills to wet my folds and I clamp my legs closed to help with the painful need to climax. They left me wanting in the best yet worst way possible.

“Vi,” I no more than whimper and I’m in powerful arms, with Augustine and Darius at my sides.

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