Page 232 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

Long fingers slowly parted my folds and swiped through them. My knees gave out, and Malum held me up.

Orion whispered, “Baby, you’re fucking soaking for us.”

The warm spray rinsed over the four of us.

His breath fanned against my sensitive flesh, and I saw stars. I’d never experienced so much pleasure in my life, and it was overwhelming.

“But you’re drunk, and we can’t,” he whispered and sighed heavily. The air against my clit made me whimper.

Scorpius made a rough noise of agreement in his throat as he tweaked my nipples through my T-shirt, then dropped his hands.

Malum pulled away from my neck with a low growl.

They both reached for the conditioner, and the two of them coated my curls in the product. My body vibrated with a strange mix of tension and relaxation as they took care of me.

Orion didn’t move.

The entire time his mates worked, he kept his fingers pulling my lips apart. His breath fanning the sensitive flesh.

I wiggled my hips to try to get him to do something, and he whispered, “Stop it.” He kept me parted wide with his face below me but didn’t move. “Let me just look at this pretty pussy while they take care of you.”

Time became a blur of hazy pleasure as two kings washed my hair with painstaking care while the other king knelt before me and stared at my most private region.

It should have been weird.

It was the most erotic moment of my life.

Or maybe I was just drunk?

Either way, when Orion wrapped my T-shirt-clad body in a fluffy towel and Malum dried off my hair, I didn’t fight them.

It felt nice to be doted on.

Strange. Different. But nice.

I giggled as Scorpius pulled his sweatshirt over my wet shirt and his sweatpants up my hips. Since he had about a foot on me, his clothes hung off and looked ridiculous.

“You’re built like a mountain troll,” I pointed out.

Malum chuckled, and I was jostled as someone was slapped. I’d never heard him laugh before.

“Thanks,” I slurred when Orion rubbed enchanted moisturizer gently on my face.

I didn’t have any products of my own.

Malum tipped a glass of cold water to my lips. “Drink, or you’re going to be hungover.”

I gulped greedily.

When the three of them pulled me into their bed, I chuckled because I ended up lying on top of Orion with Malum and Scorpius half-piled on top of me. There was no room for me in the bed.

I tried to crawl away.

Arms tightened around me so I couldn’t move.

“For once in your life, just listen to instructions. Go to sleep,” Malum ordered gruffly.

And that was all it took.

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