Page 98 of Sinners' Appetite
Just then, Malachi walks through the door and his eyes light up when he sees me sitting at the island. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around me, the towel nearly dropping as I reach my hand up to touch the back of his head.
“Why do you have this on?” he says as he tugs at the top of my towel.
Dean lets out a half-laugh. “Does he ever leave you alone?”
I shake my head and roll my eyes. “Not really. He’s like the fucking energizer bunny on Viagra.”
We all burst out laughing, every one of us knowing just how true it is.
“I must say…” Dean stands, making his way to the fridge. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever seen him like this with.”
“That’s quite the compliment,” I say, sipping back some of the water before taking another bite of my pie.
Once I’m done, I carry my plate to the sink and rinse it off quickly. It’s then that I realize just how tired I am. When I glance at the clock on the stove, I see that its past midnight.
“I think I’m going to head back to the cabin in a few minutes. I can barely stand.”
“You two can just stay here, if you want…” Dean suggests, a hint of hope lingering in his eyes.
“As long as you two don’t smother me,” I laugh, looking at both of them with a scornful eye.
Malachi nudges Dean with his elbow. “She likes waking up to a cock inside her—just so you know,” he snickers.
“Mmmm… so she’s useful in her sleep too?”
“So useful…” Malachi leans in toward Dean, running his thumb along his bottom lip where some pie filling stuck. When he sticks his finger into his mouth, sucking the filling off his thumb, my knees go completely numb, so I lean against the cupboard to support myself.
Fuck, I would give anything right now to see them all over each other again.
That’s when an idea hits me.
“I have an idea…” I blurt out.
They both look over at me with a curious look on their faces.
“What’s your idea, baby girl?”
“I watch you two shower together…” My clit throbs painfully as the words leave my mouth.
“Oh, do you now?”
“I do.”
“I guess we are pretty dirty, aren’t we?” Dean teases as he stands up and walks his plate over to the sink, placing himself right beside me. “And our little play-toy wants to watch?”
“Please—” I whimper as he dives his mouth down onto my neck and playfully nibbles at the skin.
“Do you hear that, Malachi? She’s begging to watch us…”
My clit has never throbbed this hard before.
Christ, this fucking hurts.
“How can we say no? She sounds so fucking pretty…”
His hand wanders between my legs as Malachi stands up from the island and walks over to us.
“She really does,” Malachi breathes onto the other side of my neck, reaching under my shirt to pinch my nipple between his fingers.
