Page 18 of Exile
"Hey, asshole. I'm right here," I tease. "I could have left you in your room and fucked Avery in the library."
"No, you couldn't."
Avery chuckles quietly at our friendly banter, climbing off Theo to sit on the bed. He slides in next to her, and when she pats the free spot on her other side, I toss myself onto the bed with an enthusiastic bounce. Draping my arm around her shoulders, I tilt my head back against the wall. "How do you feel about the little surprise though?"
"I would have said yes," she replies heatedly before relaxing her tone. "Especially if it means fucking Alexander over. But the real question is why didyouagree to it? Either of you? I assume you both knew beforehand."
"Because it doesn't matter which one of our names is on a piece of paper. You're still mine," Theo answers first, giving me the side-eye.
His arm is stroking her lower back, and playfully, I shove it off. "Actually, she was mine first. Just saying."
Theo huffs a laugh, unfazed at my stunt—still completely unbothered when I pull Avery into my lap.
"Because saying yes meant protecting you, little killer. Saying yes means we have a chance at setting you free from this place. I'll stop at nothing, do anything, kill everybody to keep you safe."
Avery leans down, gently pressing her lips against mine. "I'm still yours," she breathes out. "And Theo's. Nothing will ever change that. All three of you have my heart."
Hearing her words against my lips, my control starts to slide. I'm vividly aware of the small movements her hips are making in my lap. The way she claims me—us—like we do her makes me want to kill them all now so that I can fuck her in their blood while knowing that she's safe and ours forever.
My hand slides up her leg, enjoying the plush material of the teal sweatpants she's wearing. "I love you in anything but seeing you in sweatpants, I have to say it's getting me hard," I comment, grinning as she pulls back to glance down at her attire.
"Alyssa gave them to me," she says simply. I have no idea who Alyssa is but she gets the Grey stamp of approval. "The top as well."
Our girl clearly has a type. No wonder she was torn between the two of us, because it's glaringly obvious now that Theo and I are two peas in a fucking mental pod. He mimics my thoughts, reaching over to slide the thin strap of her top down her shoulder.
"They don't exactly have a closet full of bras and underwear in the hospital," Avery retorts, understanding where our minds are at. "That's why I'm not wearing any."
Swallowing a groan, I slip my hand under the waistband of the sweatpants to check. And fucking hell—she's not lying. My hand immediately finds her wet cunt, and I waste no time sliding my finger up her slit and dipping in to stroke her clit.
"I'm starting to think you enjoy your men possessive," I murmur. "You're so fucking wet for us already."
Avery rocks her hips into my hand, biting the inside of her bottom lip. "Enjoy the outfit while you can. It won't be long before I'm forced back into dull, monochrome colors that do no favors for my complexion."
"I'll rip every single uniform off you and leave a trail from your cunt to Arthur's office," I growl, pushing my finger inside her. She inhales sharply, her tight cunt instantly squeezing around me. She's already lost in our little bubble, not noticing Theo shifting off the bed until he's standing behind her back. We look at each other for a quick second, exchanging a silent conversation as she relaxes and melts into him.
His name leaves her lips in a whisper, tilting her head back for him. Theo leans over, starting his attention on her neck as he pushes the straps further down her arms until her tits are in my face.
My mouth encloses around the hardened, sweet tip, making her hips jerk. My fingers are still buried inside her and I trace circles around her clit with my thumb. None of us care that the door is still wide open, at risk that another guard could appear at any second. I'd have to kill them then and there if they do, because no one except the three of us are allowed to see her naked body.
I feel her getting close, Theo's hand wrapped around her throat and choking her as they kiss. He's silencing hermoans, but we both know she's on the edge, speedily approaching breaking point.
"Don't stop," I hear her beg. "Please."
"They would have to pry my cold, dead body away from you to get me to stop," I respond lowly. "If I don't kill them first."
Theo's fingers tighten around her throat, cutting her breathing off. "Break for us, Aves. Give it to us."
Her lips part silently as her cunt undulates sweetly around my fingers as she comes. The hand around her throat disappears, her voice cracking as she cries out for a brief second before Theo swallows the sounds with his mouth.
I don't stop fucking her with my hand until the last of her orgasm drifts away in waves, slowly removing my fingers when she slumps against Theo.
Avery's eyes are hazy and almost unfocused, but she watches me as I taste her on my fingers. Holding up my hand to Theo, he snatches my wrist, almost crushing my bones in his grasp.
I grin as he maneuvers my hand to Avery's lips, guiding my arousal covered finger into her mouth. She moans in surprise but sucks hard, my eyes darkening with violent greed.
Removing my hand, Theo bunches up her hair in his fist, jerking her head backwards. He leans over the top of her, shoving his tongue into her mouth in a brutally passionate kiss, tasting her off her tongue.
If we didn't have important business to attend to, I'd take away her ability to walk for the next three to five business days. But instead, I will myself to calm down, knowing that it will be that much sweeter when I take her later and fuck her cunt into oblivion.
