Page 33 of Ravaged Saints

I smile innocently at him. He hasn’t seen anything yet, but I can’t show him all my tricks. I need him to want me, to worship me.

He helps me up, pulling me up by my shoulders, kissing me on the lips, “Clean your face or they will know exactly what happened.” He winks with a smirk playing on his lips.

I look in the mirror over the sink. My face is red, cheeks wet with tears shed, and my lips are swollen. I splash water, getting it in my mouth and spitting it out, pressing my cold fingers on my lips to bring them down at least a bit.

He cleans up. His face is also red around his mouth. There is no way the guys won’t notice. “You should take some time to let that redness pass.” I chuckle, and he nods, leaning on the tiles and crossing his arms.

“At least for now, but they will know you’re mine. I don’t care what Knox says.” He says confidently, but I doubt Ethan dares to go against the massive beast that is Knox.

“Let’s give it time,” I say. I have no intention of being claimed this early. It’s been a little over a week, and even though Ethan is already wrapped around my fingers, I would feel more secure to have at least another one on my side, and I think Ryker might be the next one. I’ll make my move, although Dante is the one I would love to feel between my legs. I just have to study him more and know what makes him tick.

Max

Iasked that fucker to keep it in his pants, but of course, Ethan never listens. He thinks with his dick—always has, always will.

“You heard it?” I ask Knox, standing at the top of the stairs.

“Yeah,” he sighs, shaking his head.

It’s not that I don’t want to fuck them—especially Aspen—but things are still tense after her attempted escape a week ago. We need them to feel safe here and to understand that even though we’re men who haven’t touched a woman in years, we’re not fucking animals.

“What now?” I climb the rest of the stairs to stand beside Knox.

“She seemed to be enjoying it,” he says, walking toward the couch. “If she wants him to fuck her, let him. They’re both adults, and Bryn’s a hell of a lot more open to intimacy than Aspen.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal.

“True.” I grab a couple of drinks. “Aspen would rather burn this place to the ground than let us touch her.”

And that’s a shame because I like them bratty. I like the fight in her eyes, and I can already imagine her between me and Ryker, him shoving his dick inside her mouth while I fuck her cunt, or better, he fucks her cunt while I fuck his ass.

That thought makes my cock twitch, and I shift on the couch, needing more room to adjust.

“Hey, where’s Bryn?” Speak of the devil. Ryker strolls in, his jet-black hair a complete mess. He’s sweating and shirtless and moving like a serpent, his lean, toned body effortlessly fluid. Fuck, he’s gorgeous.

“Downstairs, fucking Ethan,” Knox says casually, and Ryker nearly stumbles.

“She is what?” He whispers like he’s afraid Ethan and Bryn will somehow hear him. “I thought you said we couldn’t touch them!”

“You couldn’t, but Bryn’s up for it with Ethan, so she’s fair game.” Knox doesn’t even look bothered. He picks up the remote and puts on Five Finger Punch blasting on the speaker. “Aspen, though, she’s still off-limits,” he finishes, leaning back on the couch and locking eyes with Ryker.

“Fine by me,” Ryker chuckles.

Knox looks at me, fully aware I’m pissed.

Ryker follows Knox’s gaze to me, his eyes widening as he catches on. I smirk.

“I’m going to check on Aspen.” I get up and start walking toward the stairs.

“Max, wait up, man.” Ryker moves quickly, following me as I go down.

“Listen, I…” he starts, but his words are cut off when Bryn and Ethan emerge from the bathroom.

They took their time cleaning up, but Ethan’s smug grin tells us everything we need to know.

“I’m going to help make dinner for Aspen,” Bryn says with a soft smile, her damp hair dripping small drops onto her shirt, and I can see the lust in Ryker’s eyes.

Ethan follows right behind her, his hand resting on the small of her back, and he nods at us without a word.

“Fucker,” I murmur under my breath as I unlock Aspen’s bedroom door.

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