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“You are so beautiful, Princess,” he murmurs, his hand reaching out to trail across my stomach. I swear it flips at his touch.

My breath hitches, thinking he’ll continue south, but he just takes my hand in his and leads me to the bath, helping me to climb into the huge tub. He holds my hand until I’m settled, Loki placing a glass of cold water on the side by my head. They both turn, starting to head out of the door.

“‘O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?’”

I quote at their backs, and they pause, turning around slowly, a smug grin on Ash’s face.

“Did you just quote Shakespeare at me to get you off, Princess?” he asks, amusement clear in his tone, a wide grin pulling up his lush lips. I arch a brow at him, opening my legs in clear invitation.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Loki comments, coming back into the room, and walking around the bath, kneeling on the floor. “Want us to take care of all your needs, Pretty Girl?”

“Yes,” I reply, my voice breathy with sweet anticipation.

“Yes...what?” he teases, his hand dipping into the water, his fingers grazing my inner thigh, sending shooting stars straight to my core.

“Please,” I moan, fingers capturing my jaw and turning my face so that I’m staring into grey eyes instead of emerald ones.

“Good girl,” Ash praises, and my whole body flushes as he dips his head, placing his lips on mine.

His kiss is languid, a slow torturous teasing of mouth and tongue that soon works me up into a frenzy of need, especially with the combination of Loki’s fingers swirling just around my clit but not quite touching it.

“Ash...Loki,” I beg, my voice a breathless whine, desperation clawing at my centre. “Please.”

“Seeing as you asked so nicely,” Loki replies, slamming two fingers inside me, the heel of his hand hitting my clit. My back arches out of the water, my hands grasping the slippery sides of the tub as pleasure explodes across my closed eyelids.

Ash holds my jaw firm in one hand, deepening the kiss, his tongue plunging into my mouth, somehow in time with Loki’s fingers. I feel a sharp tug on my exposed nipple, and I cry out into Ash’s mouth, but he doesn’t release me, swallowing my moans as he destroys me with his mouth.

“That’s it, baby,” Loki whispers in my ear, voice strained and low as he continues to fuck my pussy with his fingers. “Let us take real good care of you.”

My leg lifts, balancing my foot on the side of the tub so Loki can go deeper, hitting that sweet spot over and over again until I’m a writhing mess. Ash’s hand slips down from my jaw to the top of my neck, tightening his grip so that I’m struggling to take a full breath as he continues to dominate my mouth.

“Come for us, Pretty Girl,” Loki orders, adding a third finger just as Ash pinches my nipple hard.

I scream into Ash’s mouth, my pussy clamping down on Loki’s fingers as wave upon wave of exquisite pleasure rolls over me, lighting me up from the inside. They don’t stop, not until I’m a quivering, twitching mess.

Ash finally releases my mouth with a final gentle kiss, letting go of my nipple at the same time as Loki pulls his fingers out, making me gasp.

“So fucking beautiful, Princess,” Ash says, his eyes hooded and making my cunt pulse.

He stands up, his trousers tented in the most mouthwatering way. I turn as Loki does the same, adjusting himself in his grey sweats as he gets up. Loki leans down, giving me a peck on my kiss swollen lips, before straightening up, and walking back around the bath.

I watch, my brows furrowed as they begin to make their way to the open door.

“What about you guys?” I ask, my voice husky when they start making their way out.

“We’re taking care of you, Princess,” Ash states, looking at me over his shoulder. “Now wash up, and come get something to eat. Early night for you tonight.”

And with that, they walk out, leaving me very much satisfied.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR

LILLY

Iwake up after a gloriously restful sleep, mostly thanks to Ash who insisted I slept with him to make sure I actually slept and didn’t, well, you know. I do live with four guys after all.

Hashtag-first-world problems.

Or, perhaps it should be reverse harem problems?

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