Jessica
“So where are we going next?” I repeat, not letting them off the hook.
Because I am going with them whether they want it or not.
No one leaves me behind. I decided they belong to me in that maze, and they have no say in that.
Not that I think they wouldn’t want to be with me.
They are clearly into me as much as I am into them.
All three of my men stay quiet a second too long.
As if they are trying to find a way to get out of answering the question.
They won’t. They can tell me what I want to hear all day, but in the end, I am getting what I want.
Mike trades a knowing look with his brother, and I feel Liam nod back in agreement.
It feels as if they are giving in, or giving up.
Whatever... They are big boys... They will get over it.
“New York,” Mike announces. “Time for a break from the game, boys.” He appears excited, and I don’t understand why exactly.
It’s weird to me that these men who have been traveling the world hunting women are suddenly so eager for a break.
And New York, out of every choice they could have? I wonder why.
Before I can say anything, Nate speaks up. “It’s about time. I’m getting too old to dig graves, man.”
Liam frowns at him. “Like you’ve ever dug a single one.”
Laughter fills the room once more. And I laugh with them.
Because the look on Liam’s face shows me that Nate isn’t indeed the one who buries their victims. I don’t expect them to tell me their process, though.
Not now, at least. They don’t trust me completely yet.
Which I understand. I don’t trust people either.
And they have more at stake. They don’t know who I am, or whether I will keep my mouth shut.
For all they know, I could walk out of here any moment now and go to the police.
The problem is I enjoy being in their company a little too much.
And the fact that they are who they are only makes it better.
Part of me realizes just how fucked up this situation is, but I can’t stop myself from getting wet at the thought of these three dangerous men—completely ruthless to the world, but melting only for me.
That’s everything I ever wanted. Someone so dangerous to everyone else being a puppy for me.
And the fact that I got my wish granted in triplicate makes it even better.
Three dangerous men, ready to ruin everyone, and at the same time ready to fall to their knees for me. What else can a woman ask for?
I reach down, taking Liam’s hand in mine and guiding it between my legs. He gets the message instantly, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of my shorts to find my clit. His fingertips start working in a steady rhythm while his mouth trails warm kisses down the side of my neck.
Mike gets on his knees, crawling across the floor to close the distance, while Nate unzips his pants, stroking his length as he approaches.
Nate grips my hair, tilting my head back to guide my lips around his tip.
I take him deep into my mouth, eyes watering as he reaches the back of my throat, setting a firm, demanding pace.
Liam shifts beneath me, laying back against the pillows and pulling me onto his lap.
Mike removes my clothes, and Liam lowers his pants and boxers.
Together, they help guide me until I am settled on him with his cock inside my ass.
Before I can adjust, Mike guides his cock against my entrance while Liam slowly fucks my ass.
They drive into me in tandem, hitting every nerve ending at once.
I moan around Nate’s dick, feeling him tense right before he comes, spilling down my throat.
It took only seconds for him to get there, and that makes me smile.
It does something to me, knowing he could barely hold himself back from coming.
I swallow every drop, and he strokes my cheek. “Good girl, darling.”
Mike speeds up his thrusts, and the sharp coil in my stomach snaps. My orgasm hits in a crashing wave just as both men release inside me.
We all collapse back onto the pillows, chests heaving as we try to catch our breath.
“Well,” Mike announces to the room, leaning back with a grin, “a few more nights with Jess and I might forget the hunts altogether.”
Laughter breaks out again at the absurd idea of this crazy man ever being truly domesticated.
But at the same time, it warms my heart.
Because what if this is exactly how it was meant to be?
All of us together, in this weird relationship, with no rules, playing this game together.
Because that sounds fun. Erotic, almost. Hunting someone down.
Taking their life. Using their blood as lube as they fuck me over their corpse.
Fuck, this makes me wet all over again just thinking about it.