Chapter 54

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I wished I could rest like Maeve but there was no way. I was too amped, too anxious to get my hands around Ethan Todd’s neck.

He was close. I could feel it. Could almost smell him.

I took a walk to pass the time, trying to work some of the adrenaline through my body, and by the time I got back to the hotel Maeve was awake, looking absurdly sexy as she lounged on the sofa with Poe and Remy in one of Poe’s shirts that barely covered her ass.

I bent to kiss her and my dick hardened when her tongue slipped into my mouth. “Have a good rest?”

“Hmmm…” It was almost a purr and I knew she was turned on too, that if I slipped my hands under her shirt I’d find her nipples hard. That if I slipped my fingers into her pussy she’d be wet. “It was amazing. I needed it.”

“Don’t bogart Maeve,” Remy said. “Fucker.”

I forced myself to step away, not because of Remy but because I was still testing my discipline, trying to prove to myself that I could resist her even though deep down I knew it was a fucking lost cause. “Want to go out for food?”

She thought about it. “Not really. But I will if you guys want to.”

“Let’s stay in,” I said. “Order a fuck-ton of room service.”

Fuck you into you next Sunday.

“A fuck-ton of room service sounds like heaven.” She picked up the remote on the TV. “I’ll find us a movie.”

I picked up the in-room menu and ordered one of everything, then changed into sweats. forty-five minutes later room service arrived with our order, a spectacle of ten different carts and an array of cutlery, glassware, and dishes.

We piled plates with eggs Benedict, avocado toast, and fresh fruit. There was coconut french toast, cassava waffles with passion fruit syrup, jerk sandwiches, pasta carbonara, two lobster rolls, Thai curry, fish tacos, and a filet mignon.

Maeve started the movie she’d chosen, one of the mindless action flicks we all loved, and we piled onto the bed with the food, lounging half-naked while we ate and giving each other bites from our plates.

It was dark outside the room, so dark we might have been anywhere, the world receding until all that mattered was this moment with these people.

This moment with our girl.

My dick was hard the whole time, mostly because Maeve couldn’t eat good food without closing her eyes and moaning, her obvious pleasure an echo of the pleasure she demonstrated when we made her come.

We paused the movie after the main courses and went back to the carts in the living room for dessert, and then it was an orgy of mango cheesecake, pineapple sorbet, strawberry ice cream, and mocha fudge cake.

I knew I wasn’t the only one losing patience because Poe and Remy were sporting matching erections, Poe ass-naked as usual and Remy tenting his boxer briefs with his big dick.

Maeve set aside her bowl and lay back on the bed with a satisfied sigh, exposing her bare cunt (the fact that she didn’t always wear underwear was one of my favorite things about her), but Remy had clearly had enough when he dipped his fingers into the pineapple sorbet in his bowl and smeared the icy concoction on her pussy.

She gasped with the cold. “Remy!”

Her eyes were still wide with shock when he moved between her thighs to lick the sorbet from her folds, and a strangled gasp escaped her lips as she sank against his mouth.

Poe grinned. “Want to lodge a complaint, little bird?”

“Um… no. Nope. Not complaining, she said as Remy lapped at the sorbet covering her cunt.

“Good,” Poe said. “Because strawberry and pineapple is an amazing combo.”

He scooped the rest of his strawberry ice cream, a huge mound of it, and layered it onto Maeve’s pussy in between laps of Remy’s tongue. Then he was right there next to Remy, both of them eating her pussy while Maeve lay back on the pillow with her eyes closed.

Fuck.

I set aside the rest of my dessert and stripped off my sweats, then stretched out next to Maeve on the bed, turning her face to kiss her while Poe and Remy worked her cunt.

Her tongue met mine and I slipped my hand under her T-shirt. Her skin was like velvet against my fingertips and I closed my palm around her tit and thumbed her erect nipple before squeezing it between two of my fingers.

She gasped into my mouth and arched her back and I tried to memorize the sensation of her plush lips meeting mine, her warm flesh in my hand. I wanted this forever, and I wanted it without the specter of Ethan Todd.

I lifted my head and took in her thighs, spread wide for Poe and Remy, lapping at her clit, their tongues tangling like parched animals at a shared watering hole.

My dick was so hard it was painful. I wanted to eat her pussy too, wanted to drink her dry, and I knew what it was going to feel like to finally slide into her soaking pussy, knew how she’d feel tightening around my shaft as I drove into her again and again.

“You were right,” Remy said from between her thighs. “Strawberries and pineapple is a killer combo.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s Maeve’s pussy you’re tasting,” Poe said.

“I’m pretty sure you’re right,” Remy said, sliding three fingers inside her.

She moaned, sinking onto his fingers, obviously wanting more, and Remy finger-fucked her while Poe worked her clit with his tongue.

“Damn, I think she’s going to come,” Remy said. “She’s so fucking wet.”

I lowered my mouth to her tit and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard while I circled the little bud with my tongue.

“Oh god…” she lifted her hips to meet Poe’s mouth, driving Remy’s fingers deeper inside her.

“Come for us, killer,” Remy coaxed. “Some for us so we can fuck this sweet little cunt.”

She shuddered, crying out as she came, rocking her hips on Poe’s mouth, on Remy’s fingers as waves of pleasure over through her.

She’d barely stopped moving when I lifted my head to kiss her, our tongues engaging in a heated dance as Remy stood to strip off his clothes.

I cousin’t stand it anymore and I finally pulled away, my own breath coming fast and heavy as Maeve panted.

“Now you’re going to sit on my face so I can lick your clit while Remy or Poe fucks your ass,” I said, rolling her on top of me.

I scooted down on the bed until Maeve was straddling my face.

“I’m happy to suck Maeve’s mouth if you want to take her dripping cunt,” Remy said to Poe. “More than happy.”

“I mean let’s face it, there’s no loser here,” Poe said, moving into position behind Maeve.

He was between my thighs now, sliding his dick between Maeve’s luscious ass while Remy knelt on the bed near Maeve’s face. He stroked his dick until Maeve took over, closing her palm around his shaft.

He tipped his head back and closed his eyes with a sigh.

I grabbed onto Maeve’s hips and pulled her closer. “When I said sit on my face, I meant sit on my face.”

I ran my tongue through her folds, savoring the sweet taste of her desire, then closed my mouth around her clit just as Poe drove into her ass from behind.

“Fuck!” she gasped. “Fuck.”

“You good?” Poe grunted. “Did I hurt you.”

Maeve braced herself on the wall behind the bed. “No. Don’t you dare stop.”

Poe chuckled and I slid my fingers into her cunt while I sucked on her clit.

“Here you go, killer,” Remy said. “I know you can take my dick like a good girl while Poe fucks your ass and Bram eats your pussy. You always take it like a good girl.”

I pushed my face in her cunt, loving the way she finally sank onto me, burying me in her sweetness. She’d accepted all of me, had taken all of me, and I wanted to take all of her too.

Now, in bed, and everywhere — every way — else.

Remy sighed. “Your mouth feel so fucking good, killer. So fucking good.”

“You should feel her ass.” Poe said. “She’s fucking tight.”

His balls were practically in my face as he thrust into Maeve’s ass from behind but I wasn’t mad. We were like one organism when we fucked.

Like one person.

Remy might have her mouth, and Poe might have her ass, but I was right where I wanted to be with my face in her pussy — teasing her clit, sucking it into my mouth, lapping at it with the flat of my tongue — while stroking into her with my fingers.

She was grinding on my face, rocking her hips to meet Poe’s thrusts and I knew she was ready to come when she her breath came in short gasps around Remy’s cock.

Her pussy was coated with another wave of wet heat and I picked up my pace on her clit, lapping frantically at the little seed that was getting harder under my tongue with each passing second.

She moaned, freezing in the moment before her body shook with her orgasm. Her channel clamped down my fingers and she pressed her face against my mouth, grinding to get more friction as Poe groaned with his release.

Then she was swallowing Remy down, letting Poe spill into her ass while she trembled under my tongue.

By the time her body went limp my dick felt like it was going to explode.

I didn’t mind. Waiting was part of the fun with Maeve.

But I was done waiting.

“Take your dicks out of our girl.” I scooted up on the bed and positioned Maeve’s erotically fleshy hips over my dick. “It’s my turn to come.”

Tomorrow we’d put an end to Ethan Todd, but tonight was ours.

She cried out as I thrust into her.

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