Chapter 26 The Price
The Price
Harper
“Woah, Mom. I was just getting ready to take a shower,” I say, wrapping a towel around myself as the door opens. Discreetly, I drop my AirPods on the bed.
“Sorry, sweetie. Just wanted to say good night and see if you have plans for tomorrow.” Mom glances around my room, but obviously nothing is out of place because the guys were in their rooms and I’m in mine.
No cause for alarm. Luke didn’t leave any evidence behind this morning either.
“Are you coming down with something?” Mom steps toward me with her hand raised like she’s going to check my forehead. “You’re pretty flushed.”
I dodge her hand. “Probably because my mom almost walked in on me naked.”
“I’ve seen you naked.”
“Yes, when I was five. Things have changed since then.” I straighten and tighten the towel around me.
“Sorry, so used to being a nurse and seeing all sorts of bodies that I didn’t think anything of it.” Mom laughs and shakes her head. “Maybe we can go out for dinner tomorrow night. That pizza place you like?”
“Sounds good.” I kick at the floor with my bare foot. “So if that’s it…”
“Yeah, yeah.” She waves her hand as she backs out of my room. “Take your shower, get to bed.”
“Good night, Mom.”
“Night, Harper.” She drags the door shut and I go to lock it. I press against it and take a few deep breaths.
Oh, shit. I shut the laptop on the guys. How pissed are they going to be at me? I kind of want to finish our game, but I also know I need to take that shower or Mom will have questions.
I walk over to my laptop and open it. I sign in and refresh the webcam.
They all stop talking and look at me.
“Mom came in the room. I have to take a shower because I told her I was about to. So I’m going to go do that.” I gesture with my hand. Nervousness flows through me, making me babble.
“Princess.” Luke’s tone says he’s not in the mood for arguments.
“Yes, Luke?” I give him my politest tone. After all, I basically slammed a door in their faces.
“As punishment, take your laptop in the bathroom with you and make sure the webcam faces the shower.”
My eyes bug out and my heart pounds. “What?”
“Your body is ours, kitten.” Eli sits forward. “Maybe we’ll all get off while you wash yourself. Maybe we’ll tell you exactly where to spend your energy in the shower. It doesn’t matter. What matters is you take your punishment.”
I swallow and nod. At least it’s not in front of the entire school. I look at Jack. “No recording?”
I don’t demand. I ask, but I really want to demand. That type of shit always gets out.
“No recording,” he confirms.
“Fine.” I carry my laptop into the bathroom and set it on the counter facing the glass-enclosed shower. It’s not like they’ll see much anyway with the steam. I disconnect my AirPods and turn up the volume.
I set the shower to warm and hang my towel beside it.
“We want to see you take off the bra and panties, princess.” Luke’s voice rings out in the bathroom.
Hoping my mom is downstairs, I lock the bathroom door and turn my laptop until the camera faces me. I give them the middle finger before I strip off my bra and drop my panties to the floor.
I give a little twirl before aiming them back at the shower. I glance at the screen and see the guys still have their cocks out. Well, except for Luke, who still has his boxers on. I wonder what they discussed when I closed the screen.
Shaking my head, I step into the shower and let the water course over me. I’m just going to ignore the men watching me. I stroke my fingers through my hair to help get it soaking wet.
Grabbing the shampoo, I glance toward them as I put some in my hand. Right now, they have a pretty clear view. Definitely not enough fog. I flick the water to hotter. It’s a side angle. They can see the curves of my breasts and my stomach.
After I wash my hair and rinse the shampoo out, I reach for the conditioner when I hear a groan. I pause and look over my shoulder. My face flushes with heat. I immediately straighten up at the pretty graphic picture of myself that was on the camera.
No bending over. I’m pretty sure the guys didn’t mind a flash of my pussy, but I’d rather not.
I wait for commentary, but nothing. So I put the conditioner in my hair, then wrap it in a bun and clip it to let the conditioner soak while I wash.
I reach for my pouf.
“Use your hands.” Luke’s voice startles me, and I turn to face them.
“What?” Maybe if I pretend I can’t hear him.
“Wash yourself with your bare hands.” Luke raises his eyebrow. “Or this won’t count as your punishment.”
Well, fuck. I squirt my soap into the palms of my hands and rub them together.
“Start with your neck.” Luke’s voice fills the room and my head as I reach up to wash my neck. Tingles work their way through me from my touch, knowing they’re watching and probably want to be my hands right now.
I inhale, and the smell of vanilla wafts around me. I move my hands to my shoulders without Luke’s word, but I can only wash my neck for so long.
“Arms next, princess.”
“I know how to wash myself, dick,” I murmur low enough he can’t hear me over the shower.
I scrub my arms and reach for more soap.
“Your breasts.” Luke’s voice is a little deeper. Curious, I turn to watch them as I lather soap over my breasts. Eli, Jack, and Caden stroke their cocks while watching me, making my nipples harden and my breasts tighten. A pulse echoes between my thighs.
My arousal shouldn’t surprise me at this point. It’s all chemistry, after all. They’re the best of the best of the males and they want to breed me. Not literally, thankfully, but our bodies don’t understand that.
“Slower, princess. It’s not a race. Trace your nipples with your fingers.”
My eyes meet Luke’s as I do what he asks. It feels like his hands are on me. My lips part on a gasp at the sensations flowing through my veins to settle between my thighs.
“Stroke underneath your breasts.” He licks his lips as his eyes fall to my breasts, and I feel a gush of wetness.
“I think…” I clear my throat. This should not feel so good and wicked, but with four guys watching, wanting…fuck. “I think they’re clean now.”
Luke chuckles. “Fine, clean your stomach.”
“Fuck,” Jack shouts as he comes all over his hand. My pussy spasms in response. That shouldn’t be as hot as it is to me.
“Get your sides. Smooth and slow.”
I follow Luke’s directions, but I watch Caden and Eli, trying to determine who is closer. Who should I keep an eye on? I want to hear and see them come.
“More soap, princess.”
I get more in my hands and rub it together.
“Look at me.” Luke’s voice is practically hypnotic to me right now.
My gaze finds his light blue eyes. His mouth tilts into a slight smile.
“Wash your pussy, but don’t look away from me.”
Umm. He basically wants me to touch myself while watching him. Somehow even with a screen between us, it feels a lot more intimate than video chat. Last night, he held me as we slept. He kept me safe from the monsters outside.
I slide my hand between my legs and let out a small cry at how good it feels. Eli groans and his cock jets out cum. My pussy throbs against my fingers like a heartbeat.
“Eyes here, princess.”
I glance at Caden, who is working his cock faster now. The throbbing doesn’t stop, and I push my fingers between my lips to the wetness beneath.
“Harper.” Luke’s command draws me from Caden’s cock. When I meet his eyes, the throbbing continues against my fingertip.
“Wash your pussy, but don’t play.” His eyes hold me captive as I do as he orders. I rub soap over myself and clean like I normally would, but every touch feels sharper and softer at the same time. I breathe out as his eyes darken.
“That’s enough.”
I stop and rinse my hands before washing the soap off the front of my body.
“Grab the scrubby thing,” Luke orders.
Taking my pouf, I add soap and water to make it foam.
“Wash your back.”
I stretch my arms to wash my back. My breasts thrust out and apparently, that’s enough for Caden. He groans as he comes. My hands pause as I watch his cock strain in his hand. Fuck, that’s going to be inside me. Soon.
I can’t imagine them playing these games for long before they take it a step further. They can’t get me alone. I’m not strong enough to resist the temptation they present. I want them, and all this does is prep me for them.
Make me want them more.
Caden gives me a grin. “It would be better with you here, little nympho.”
My pussy throbs in agreement. I swallow and lift my eyes to Luke. He hasn’t even stroked over the hard cock in his boxers.
Control.
Fuck, I want to break his control. To feel him surrender under my touch. To shake him to his foundation.
Luke smirks as if he can read my thoughts. “Scrub your ass good, princess. I want it so clean I could eat it.”
Umm, say what? If my cheeks weren’t already flushed from the hot shower, I would blush at the thought of what he might mean. Instead, I don’t even try to imagine it as I use the pouf to wash my cheeks and then drag it through my ass crack.
“Firmer.”
I follow orders and scrub. Tingles shoot through me like it’s Luke’s hand there.
“Good. Now wash your legs.”
The other guys are all back at their cameras after cleaning up.
They have their boxers back on, so I guess my show is done for the evening.
I drag the pouf over my thighs before lifting my leg to prop on the corner ledge so I can bend and get my calf, forgetting about that particular angle until I hear a groan.
“Fuck, sweetheart. I’m going to fuck you in a shower with your ass just like that, where I can watch my cock glide in and out of your sweet pussy.” Jack’s words make me freeze. Well, at least outwardly. Inside, the heat reaches volcanic levels.
Curiosity makes me imagine what it would be like to have him behind me. His cock pressed against my entrance as he slowly eases inside. My insides are a riot of unfulfilled desire.
I straighten and wash the other leg, knowing they are all watching and wanting the same thing Jack does. To fill my pussy with their cocks. The shower hides the wetness of my arousal at least.
I wash my feet and then step under the hot water. Releasing my hair from the clip, I close my eyes as I rinse out the conditioner and the rest of the soap from my body.
“Aren’t you going to shave your legs?” Luke’s voice is pure temptation.
I’d have to assume that position again while they all watch me, staring at my pussy like it’s theirs for the taking. Wanting to slide their cocks into me over and over again until we both come. Them hot inside me, filling me.
Fuck.
“No, I’m good.”
Jack laughs.
Luke’s eyes narrow on me, but I shut off the shower and grab my towel before he insists. I squeeze the excess water out of my hair and then dry my body. Wrapping the towel around my hair, I decide to just dry it, because no way am I walking around naked with the towel on my head.
I dry my hair and then wrap the towel around my body as I step out of the shower.
“Is tonight’s peep show done?” I ask.
“Not until you’re ready for bed, princess,” Luke says.
“Fine.” I move the computer to the back of the vanity and aim it better. Then I run through my nightly routine. I apply moisturizer to my face, brush my teeth—discreetly spitting—detangle my hair, and braid it. Then I moisturize my arms and legs.
I lift the computer with the thankfully quiet horsemen and bring them into the bedroom with me. Verifying the door is indeed locked. I drop the towel and go to my dresser to pick out panties, sleep shorts, and a camisole.
I step into the panties while bent toward the camera. Their eyes are glued to my breasts. I smirk at how easy it is to distract them with boobs. I pull on my camisole next and then my shorts.
Flicking my braid over my shoulder, I sit cross-legged on the bed.
“Do I get to watch you shower now?” I lift an eyebrow.
Luke smirks. “Maybe if you ever behave, it can be your reward.”