Page 39 of The Vipers and Their Venom

I narrow my eyes at him.

“Think of a word. One that means something. One you won’t forget.”

I wrinkle my brow. “Why?”

“If we have a word, you and me, and you say it, I’ll make it stop. But Venom … only use it if you really mean it.”

His face is deadly serious. He might be saying this just to get me to come back here again, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to. Despite the tumultuous emotions, I’ve felt more alive in that room than I have in forever.

Their gazes on me were like the sun warming my skin. I should want to run and never come back, but I know this strange, dreamlike moment will be something I’ll crave again. Being seen, really seen, made me feel powerful.

It made me feel as if I actually exist.

No longer an invisible girl in a man’s harsh world, but a girl three men focused on with laser intent.

I draw a breath. “Okay. My word is Harley.”

“Done,” he says. “Now, turn around and let me clean your back.”

I do as he orders and turn to face the shower wall. Gentle hands sweep soap down my back. He cleanses my ass and squeezes and kneads my cheeks, getting me hot and bothered again. Then he moves up and smooths his hands over my shoulders.

He runs them down my chest and over my breasts.

“I’ve never seen a woman with such amazing tits,” he says. His hands palm them, and I moan. “So sensitive,” he murmurs. “It’s so hot.”

My head drops back against his shoulders.

His hands are soapy, and they squeeze and slide and take me to heaven. He pulls on my nipples until they’re elongated, slippery, and so sensitive I could cry again, but from pleasure this time.

“Such a good girl, letting me get her all clean like this. Let me wash these pretty tits, and then I’ll clean your pussy.”

He’s hard now, pressing urgently against my back. I can’t believe this has taken this turn. I can’t come again. No way can my body achieve another orgasm.

His hand slides over my stomach, caressing, and for once I don’t feel as if I have to suck it in because Lex touches every part of me as if it’s beautiful.

When he reaches my pussy, he makes sure his hand is free of soap, and then his finger parts my lips. He glides fingers on either side of my clit, gently trapping it as he begins to work it. He’s slow and tender but then he slides lower, and two fingers press inside me. He crooks them and hits something deep inside me that has me standing on my toes.

God, what is that? Holy hell.

“Oh, you’re such a good girl. So perfect. So fucking responsive. I can’t wait until I can fuck you. God, Venom, this pussy. It’s amazing. You’re so wet. Let me pet it, huh? Let me make it feel so good.”

“I can’t come again,” I sob, even as I feel it build.

He’s edged us back out of the water now, so none of my arousal is washed away.

“You can. Just for me. My perfect girl, coming undone, and I want to imagine you later, your pussy will still be all swollen and red, and that’s because it’s come so beautifully for us so many times.”

He presses against that part of me again, and I feel it building, but it’s different than the other times, and then it happens. I crest, and my legs almost give way, but he has one arm around my stomach, holding me up.

I come so hard it hurts. I cramp around his fingers, and a gush of wetness washes over his hand.

“Oh, fuck, yes.” He groans against my neck, hot breath scorching me, and then he pulses against my lower back. “Come for me all over my fucking hand, so hot.”

Hot spurts pump against my back, and I realize he’s coming against me, pressed up to my spine, and it extends my own orgasm. His fingers make squelching sounds inside me, and my hands slam against the wall to hold myself up.

When it finally ends, he slides his fingers from me, grabs my tits, and holds me against him, my back to his front as he kisses my neck. He’s murmuring praise to me and making me feel so damn special and pretty I could melt.

We rinse off, once again, and then we exit the shower. He dries me with a big, fluffy towel, and then he towels off the worst of the wet on my hair. I get dressed quickly, suddenly wanting to be away from them all, even Lex. I need time to think about this. It was the most intense and insane moment of my life, and I need to consider what the hell happened.

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