“Are you all suddenly fucking blind? My pussy is so hairy that someone will have to send a search party to find my clit soon.”
Chester drops his arm and looks down. His brow raises, and he stalks off out of the room. I consider storming after him, but he comes back moments later with something in his hand. “Hold this,” he demands, and I take the small black bag.
This time he goes into my bathroom and brings out a towel, a cup of water, and my shaving supplies. “On the bed, Little Angel.”
He walks past me and lays the towel on the bed. Trace goes ignored by Chester as he leaves the room, giving me a small wave on his way out. Laughn just makes himself comfortable as he leans against the wall.
I do as Chester asks and lay down on the bed, and he helps me get comfortable with pillows in different places to help take some of the weight off. Lying flat on my back is no longer an option; Zadom hates it and kicks up a storm.
Chester doesn’t ask if I’m ready—he just pushes my legs apart further and grabs the black bag, pulling out an electric shaver. He turns it on, leans forward, and gets to work. The vibrations rock me to the core and make me want to squeeze my legs together.
“Does me shaving your pretty pussy turn you on, Little Angel? I can see how wet you are.”
I bite my lip and whimper; the need to ride his face is strong.
“What’s going on in here?” Kai asks, pushing the door open. His eyes go wide when he figures it out, but he doesn’t say anything else, just joins Laughn and leans on the wall.
“Hold still,” Chester demands as he lathers my pussy lips with shaving cream, the tingles making me even hornier. “I mean it, Little Angel. I’m about to put a razor on your skin.”
He works slowly, running the razor over my pussy as if he has been doing this his entire life. Once he is done, he runs a wetwashcloth over me to make sure all the shaving cream is cleaned off.
“Turn over,” he demands, and I do as I’m told, stuffing a few pillows underneath me for support. The only sound in the room is his pants hitting the floor. The anticipation and dip in the bed has me sticking my ass up as high as I can.
He shuffles up behind me and runs his cock along my slit, covering the head in my arousal. Nudging my hole, he slightly pushes in and pulls back. Just as I think he is going to tease me again, he thrusts all the way in.
“Chester,” I scream. His hands fall to my hips, and he pulls me back into him, painfully slow. I tilt my head and look up at Kai and Laughn, who are both watching, their eyes hooded in lust. As Chester fucks me, his thrusts picking up in speed, I keep my eyes locked with theirs.
“Do you like them watching my cock slide into your cleanly shaved pussy? Your cream is coating my entire shaft.”
“Yes,” I pant. “Faster.”
“Do you hear that, boys? She wants me to fuck her faster.”
He picks up speed, and a few gasping breaths later, my orgasm explodes through my body. He comes with me, groaning loudly, and I spasm around him until he pulls out and slaps me on the ass.
“I have some work to do, so you boys help her shower,” Chester says, moving off the bed and grabbing his discarded clothes. Leaning down, he places a soft kiss on my lips.
“Thank you,” I whisper, and he winks at me before turning and giving me an eyeful of his glorious ass. Rolling over to look at the guys, I find Laughn staring at Kai intently. My gasp fills the room as he grabs him by the throat. “Your ass is mine tonight,” he growls, before pushing Kai towards the door, and he stumbles. “Fuck off before I change my mind.”
Kai smirks at me on the way out.
“I hope you know what you’re doing by asking for this because I might hurt him,” Laughn says.
“He’s a big boy. He can handle himself. Now help me up so I can wash the cum out of me before I have to leave.”
Laughn does just that—he helps me up and waits while I shower. They are all paranoid I might slip and hurt myself, but more often than not, someone is always in the bathroom with me, especially since there are limited options down here.
Once I’m showered and dressed in a black bikini, I make my way into the kitchen with Laughn hot on my heels.
“What would you like to eat?” he asks. “Petra left some containers in the fridge, and I can microwave like a pro.”
I giggle at him. Up until I came back, I could only burn water, so I understand. “That would be good.”
While he looks through the fridge, I take a seat at the kitchen bench. Laughn pulls me out a bottle of water and sets it down in front of me, then puts a container of leftovers in the microwave.
“Are you sure you want to do this with Kai? You don’t have to just for my benefit.”
He turns to look at me, leaning against the kitchen counter. “I would do anything for you, and I won’t know if I like it unless I try.”