When I stand up, I know my face is still covered in her release. I shoot her a grin before turning to Griffin and kissing him. She groans, his hand clamping down on the back of my neck as he uses his tongue to kiss away her taste. I don’t mind because I already tasted it straight from the source.
“Ummm... where’s Wilder?” Freya asks.
Breaking our kiss, my eyes go wide as I stare at Griffin. I don’t want to be the one to tell her that he disappeared as soon as she started taking hits in the first round. I’m surprised she didn’t notice he was missing at the end of the round, but I guess her mind was on other things.
“He had something he had to take care of,” I finally say, and I can see the disbelief on her face.
“When did he leave?”
Griffin clears his throat. “During the first round.”
“What an asshole,” she says as she nods slowly.
I lean down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “What can we do to make it better, sunshine?”
“That’s easy. I already told you. Fuck me.”
I glance at Griffin, and he nods. Thank the gods! I’ve been dreaming of this pussy for months. I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside of her.
“I’ve always wanted to have sex somewhere I might get caught,” Freya admits as I tug her shirt and bra over her head.
“Of course you have.” I send her a wink. “There’s a very good chance we could get caught, since there’s no lock on the door.”
Freya giggles. “Like Griffin knows how to use a lock, anyway.”
“Maybe I like it when you catch us,” Griffin responds, and she glances over her shoulder at him. “Did you ever think about that?”
She shakes her head. “No, but that makes a lot of sense, actually. Also, why am I the only one naked right now?”
“You’re naked because we’re going to worship your body. When we’re done, we’ll show you some skin,” I tell her.
She’s already so on edge from the fight that I know she won’t be able to deal with too much foreplay, but I need my hands, my mouth, on her body. Something I know Griffin needs as well.
So that’s what we do. We kiss and touch every inch of her skin as she gasps and cries out for more.
“I need you to fuck me. Fuck me now!” she cries out, her frustration clear.
Griffin chuckles. “What’s wrong, little one? Are you desperate for our cocks?”
“You know I am! You’re not an idiot,” she hisses, and it just makes him laugh more.
“Now, now. Is that how you get what you want?”
“Please, Griffin. Soren. Fuck me, please. I’m going crazy.”
Griffin leans in to brush a kiss across her lips, pulling a whimper from her when he breaks the kiss. “I guess we can do that since you asked so nicely.”
I grab the back of my shirt, ripping it over my head and tossing it to the side. I toe off my shoes before dropping my pants until I’m standing naked before her. Griffin just chuckles at me.
“Can I?” I don’t finish the sentence because he knows what I want. We’ve talked in detail about the many ways we’d like to take her together, but there’s one that I always come back to.
“Sure, Sor. We can do that.” Griffin nods, and I immediately pick Freya up and arrange her on the table like I want.
Her head hangs off the edge of the table facing the door, putting her ass on the edge of the side nearest me. I can see the confusion on her face. “What are you doing?”
“Well, I’m going to fuck your cunt,” I say as I run a finger along her wet slit, collecting her juices before circling her clit. “And Griffin is going to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.”
“Oh. Yes, please. I want that. Thank you.”