Page 66 of Bleed the Shadows
I walked back to the sofa and resumed my position at one end of it, my feet in Poe’s lap. “Have you heard from the Kings?”
Poe shook his head. “Not yet. I’m sure they’ll get in touch soon.”
I thought about the three men I’d met at the restaurant and the girl named Willa with the baby. It was the second time in just a couple of weeks that I’d been exposed to a foursome and it did all kinds of crazy things to my imagination.
There had been a lot of reasons my relationship with the Butchers hadn’t seemed sustainable, but one of the biggest had been the numbers: no real woman in the real world had a long-term relationship with multiple men in which all parties involved were not only okay with it, but all in.
Now I couldn’t help questioning my own premise. Apparently there were at least two women in the real world who did exactly that, and not only did it seem to be working, but all parties involved seemed pretty happy and well adjusted.
Willa and the Kings even had a baby.
Not that I wanted a baby with the Butchers. God no.
My whole body got hot just thinking about it.
“Want to turn it off?” Poe asked, rubbing one of my feet.
I had socks on but the firm pressure of his hands on the bottom of my feet was still a turn-on, and I realized I hadn’t been paying attention to the movie. “No, it’s okay.”
I was too distracted to be into it, but I didn’t want to spoil their fun. Bram was “working” at Syd’s and Remy had suggested we stay in and watch a movie. He’d even made popcorn.
Poe shifted my foot onto his dick and my breath caught when I realized he was hard. “I can think of something else we could do if you’re bored.”
I glanced at Remy and saw that he was watching us with hooded eyes, his blond hair falling over his forehead, sculpted chest bare over his jeans.
I moved my foot, using it to massage Poe’s dick. “Like what?”
He shifted and slid a hand under my sweats, up my bare calf. “We could start by getting you out of those clothes.”
“Then what?” There was a hitch in my breath as his hand stroked the back of my knee.
“Well, I’d have to eat your pussy,” he said. “But I’d kiss you first because I’m a gentleman.”
My nipples were hard, and I felt the wet slide of desire in my pussy as his hand reached past my knee to my thigh. “That… could be more fun than a movie.”
He removed his hand from under my sweats and stretched over my body. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been more cozy than nestled between the sofa and Poe’s body, and I sank into the feeling as he reached up to stroke my hair back from my forehead.
“You’re so fucking pretty, little bird.”
I slipped my hands under his T-shirt and over the muscled expanse of his back and he lowered his head to kiss me.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, another match to the kindling burning between my thighs. He still lit me on fire, but now there was something familiar in the kiss too, something comforting that made me feel like I was home.
I met the sweeps of his tongue with my own and one of his hands mapped a path down my neck and over my tits. He reached under my sweatshirt and cupped one of my tits with his hand, thumbing my nipple over my bra.
I opened my thighs for him and he settled against my cunt. His hard cock sent a bolt of white lightning to my core and I wrapped my legs around his calves and moved my hips to get more of the friction I craved.
He moaned and broke our kiss, then trailed his lips over my jaw to my ear. “I told you I’d kiss you first, but now I’m going to have to taste that pussy.”
I shivered as he kissed his way down my neck.
He reached for the hem of my sweatshirt, pulled it off my body, and tossed it aside. Then he tugged my bra down to free my tits.
He palmed them, his eyes as dark as the evening sky right after sunset. “Jesus, your tits are perfect. You see this, Remy? Doesn’t our little bird have perfect tits?”
I’d almost forgotten Remy was there, but when I opened my eyes, his gaze was locked on my body. His jeans were unzipped and he’d taken his big dick in his hand and was stroking slowly while he watched.
“Everything about her is perfect,” Remy said. He dropped his eyes to his cock. “Look what you do to us, killer.”
