When Adrestia carries Avyanna out of the room, my attention turns back to the beautiful woman straddling me. “Things are about to get really fun. Let’s get you cleaned up so we can join them.”
Roxi sighs and moves to push off my lap, but I wrap my arms around her. “I need to get this blood off. I’m not even sure whether it’s mine or someone else’s at this point.”
I pin her with a stare. “I said ‘let’s’ not ‘you need to’, which means I want to help you.”
She mumbles a quick ‘okay’, and a feeling of triumph washes over me. Reaching over to the shelf beside us, where several generic bath products sit, I grab a loofah without taking my eyes off Roxi. Then, I dunk it in the water and glide it over Roxi’s exposed skin to get it wet. She arches into my touch, causing her hips to shift against my pants. A gasp leaves her beautiful lips that I want nothing more than to capture with my own.
Running my tongue piercings over my lip, I switch the loofah to my other hand so I can grab the body wash. Squeezing a healthy amount onto the loofah, I bring it back to Roxi’s skin. My eyes follow the path of the soapsuds, admiring the creaminess of her pale skin. When I get to her chest, I spot a wound I hadn’t seen before and stop. I study it for a moment, noticing how smooth the edges are, how superficial it is.
Fury surges because not only did those fuckers rape her, they marked her skin for their enjoyment.
The warmth of Roxi’s hands cupping my face brings me back to her. “Hey. What’s wrong? Your feathers are starting to come to the surface at the nape of your neck.”
Leaning forward, I kiss the cut on her chest. “I wish I could’ve stopped them sooner, before they hurt you so bad.”
She sighs and rests her forehead against mine. “We can’t do anything about it now, but you can help me forget for a little while.”
“I’ll do anything, Rox.”
When we finally get Roxi cleaned off, she climbs out of the bath and finds us some towels while I disrobe. My clothes are completely soaked, so it makes it that much harder to get them off. Roxi ends up helping me because she’s just as impatient as I am. She has every right to be, though. If the other two are anything like me, we’re going to do everything in our power to overwrite all the pain.
As soon as the last of my clothes is off my body, I scoop Roxi up and carry her into Adrestia’s bedroom, where they’ve already gotten started. Avyanna lies on the bed, splayed wide open with Adrestia devouring her, while she plays with her pierced nipples. I groan. Two out of three of these women have pierced nipples. I’m looking forward to playing with them.
Avyanna’s back bows off the bed with a loud moan. She’s getting close.
I put Roxi on the floor quietly and whisper in her ear, “Go sit on Avyanna’s face.”
Roxi bites her lip as she looks up at me, excitement dancing in her stunning eyes. Then she creeps across the room to the opposite side of the bed, climbing up and capturing Avyanna’s lips with hers. Avyanna’s hands release her nipples only to reach for Roxi’s. A gasp leaves Roxi, breaking their kiss.
Avyanna moans again, but whispers, “Come, sit on my face,” in a seductive tone.
Roxi complies, and Adrestia licks Avyanna’s clit one more time before she turns to me. “Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to join the party?”
“I’m trying to find the best place for me to go,” I say.
“You have a couple of options, but I think Roxi deserves the most attention right now,” she says, gesturing toward the gorgon.
I raise an eyebrow. “Do you not get to be pleased? Because the way I’m looking at it, you’re pleasing Avyanna, but no one is pleasing you.”
Adrestia licks her lips. “This is plenty pleasing enough for now, little one.”
“Fine,” I say with a grin cresting my lips. “Where are your toys?”
The griffin’s eyes darken. “In the closet. Go past my shoes to the mirror and press the button. It’ll open up my collection. Grab anything you want. I’ll be grabbing some more later.”
Without another word, I stroll into the closet, following her directions. When I find the mirror, I press the red button, which opens up to another room. Nearly every kind of toy you could imagine lines the walls, all arranged by type, color, and function—in that order. Adrestia definitely seems like the one to have a Type A personality, and this proves it.
I wander around the room, moans filtering in from the bedroom, looking for the toys I want, all while grabbing some that just look intriguing, and some that are going to drive these women crazy. By the time I’m done, I’ve grabbed so much that I struggle to carry everything to the room without dropping something.
Adrestia’s eyes widen when I exit her closet, and I giggle. “You have a lot of stuff in there. Hell, you may as well have your own freaking red room with everything you have.”
She releases suction on Avyanna’s clit. “You haven’t seen everything this bedroom has to offer. The loops for the ropes are only the beginning.”
My cheeks redden, and I lick across my lips with my tongue piercings. “I’m very intrigued.”
“I think you’ll be experiencing it sooner rather than later with that attitude you always have,” she says.
Maintaining eye contact with her, I take everything over to the bed and drop it all beside Avyanna, who’s so lost in Roxi’s pussy that Roxi is screaming. Then, I pick up the specific toy I grabbed for Adrestia: a remote-controlled vibrator.