Page 28 of Tainted Saints

He places a kiss on my shoulder as he steps past, naked like me, and climbs into the tub. His whole body is covered in ink, beautiful designs in a riot of colour with no rhyme or reason to them. I love the chaos, it epitomises Forest, and when he turns to face me, hand held out with a devilish smile on his kissable lips, I know that I want to fall into this madness more than anything.

Taking his warm hand in mine, I reluctantly let go of Landon’s grip, letting Forest help me into the tub. Releasing my hand, he sits down, spreading his legs with his hard cock jutting out of the water and stealing all of my focus.

“Awww, ignore him, sugar. He’s just excited to have you here is all,” he says with a laugh, and I giggle, my cheeks heating as I look away and turn, catching the dark, heated gazes of Blaine and Landon.

Taking a deep breath, I sit too, Forest encouraging me to lie back against him, and my body sinks into his and the hot water, my head resting back on his chest as each of my muscles lose tension and relax.

“Have you eaten?” Landon questions, and I blink open my eyes, not realising I’d closed them in my bliss.

“Um…” I trail off, nibbling my lower lip when his jaw tightens.

“I’ll take that as a no, that fuck boy didn’t think to make sure you ate,” he growls out, baring his teeth for a split second. “I’ll go make you something now. Any allergies?”

“Oh, y–you don’t have—”

“Allergies, Duchess?” he asks again in a firm tone, talking over my protest. My mouth snaps shut as he closes the distance between us, bending low to get in my personal space, hands braced either side of the tub.

“No, Lan. No allergies,” I breathe out, my chest stilling when one hand dips into the water between my legs.

“Good,” he states, bringing his hand up and swiping over his chin, my cheeks burning when I realise that he’s cleaning off my release.

Straightening up, he pulls off his T-shirt to expose a torso covered in black ink that’s chiselled to perfection. I only get a single moment to stare in awe before he’s turning around to show me his back, which has a stunning design of an angel with fiery hands, horses, and waves at his feet with beams of light behind him. Then he’s dropping the garment into the laundry basket by the door and striding out.

“Beautiful, ain’t he?” Forest murmurs in my ear, his hand coming up to glide water over my breast in a move that leaves me shivering and arching into his touch.

“Yes,” I agree in a breathy whisper, pausing when Blaine crouches down, a washcloth and some soap in his hand.

“Let’s get you clean and then fed,mi tesoro,” he suggests, rubbing the soap over the cloth and then dipping his hand under the water to grasp my ankle. Lifting it out of the water, I watch, mesmerised, as he swipes the cloth over my skin with a touch that shouldn’t be as gentle as it is coming from such a giant of a man.

He repeats the move with my other leg, then takes the washcloth up higher, my breath stalling when he swipes over the apex of my thighs. My legs widen without conscious thought, inviting him to touch the place he’s teasing.

“Would you like Blaine to touch you too, Little Lady?” Forest breathes in my ear, and Blaine’s chocolate gaze snaps to mine, his pupils widening with what my face must be showing him.

“Yes,” I beg, holding Blaine’s heated stare as I feel the brush of his fingers against my folds. My body arches, heart pounding as he parts my lips, sliding a finger around my clit. “Blaine…please…”

I’m lost to this wanton version of myself, the need to have had all of them touch me in some way is almost overwhelming, and for once in my life, I embrace it. I decide to be selfish and do this thing that I want with every cell in my body.

“I’ve got you,mi princesa,” he rumbles, gliding his hand lower and sliding two thick fingers into my heated core.

“Fuck,” I hiss, his digits stretching me in the most delicious way.

“Now you see why I call him Big Daddy,” Forest jokes, both his hands on my breasts, teasing and flicking my nipples. “Well, his large fingers aren’t the only reason.”

A deep groan leaves my lips when Blaine thrusts his fingers hard inside me and the image that Forest is hinting at; that they play with each other. It has my hips bucking.

“W–will you show me, one day?” I ask in a breathless tone, Blaine not pausing in his movements, the water lapping at the underside of my breasts. Sparks tingle and fizzle up my skin, setting my nerves alight with every thrust of his hand.

“Whatcha say, Big Daddy? Wanna come over here and give me some sugar?” Forest challenges, and Blaine lifts a dark brow.

“It’s cute when you try to top from the bottom, Pup,” Blaine growls, but leans forward anyway, his fingers still pumping inside me as his other hand comes up to grab the back of Forest’s neck.

My breath punches out of my chest when he slams his lips down on the other man’s, trapping me between them as he continues to finger fuck me. My hands land on Forest’s large thighs, my nails digging in which elicits a deep moan that Blaine swallows as he devours Forest.

It’s brutal and hard, like both of these men, and my inner walls begin to tighten around Blaine’s fingers as he fucks me harder, in time with the clashing of their tongues.

Heat lights up my body, all my muscles going rigid as my orgasm tears through me, leaving me shattered and boneless once the pulses subside. I blink open eyes I hadn’t realised I’d closed to find Blaine looking down at me with kiss-swollen lips, his fingers tracing lazy circles around my clit that have me twitching with how oversensitive I am.

“You are beautiful when you come,mi tesoro,” he murmurs, his hand stopping its torture and coming out of the water to cup my cheek. Leaning over, he places his lips against mine, and my hands immediately come up to grab his face, bringing him closer, having learnt my lesson with Landon earlier. He huffs a laugh against my lips but follows my lead and kisses me back, his tongue demanding entry which I give him.

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