Page 87 of The Burnt Heart

I luxuriated in the feel of his solid chest against my back. The opening of the gym flew by, until there was only us left. Jonah paused by the door, and I waved him off.

“Don’t worry,” Jesse quipped, cracking his knuckles. “We can protect her now.”

I slapped my palm on his chest, soft and playful with a light scowl.

“I don’t need someone to look after me.” Jesse pulled me into his lap and pressed an ardent kiss to my throat. Jonah wisely fled as Logan locked the door after him. Briar leaned against the ropes of the boxing ring; arms banded over his lean chest.

“You need looking after, in fact, you’re quite filthy. We ought to clean you up.” His eyebrow inched up, arresting my lungs with the insinuation. “Don’t you think so?” He looked at Jesse and Logan, smirking at their fervent nods.

“Such a dirty girl,” Jesse breathed, licking down the column of my neck. “You taste like sin.”

In one swift movement Jesse was on his feet, with me cradled in his arms. His fingers kneaded into my skin, as he moaned into the nook of my neck. Briar strode ahead, clearly having thought this out. I was panting already, more than eager to be looked after. Logan pressed a kiss to the side of my head as he walked beside me, excitement glinting in his eyes. Jesse took me deep into the change rooms and into the shower area.

“We haven’t christened the showers.” Briar waved at the white, tiled area. He unraveled the shower nozzle, bouncing on his toes. “Why do you think I insisted we put these in?” He jiggled the showerhead. Jesse groaned, putting me down and pushing me toward Briar, but not before a generous grope of my ass.

“You want me to take this off?” I fingered the buttons of my dress. They hissed as I flicked open two, pausing for more instructions. Briar bit his bottom lip, pleased with my submission. He flicked the water on, testing it, with a smile I didn’t trust.

“Take off your bra but keep the dress on.” He nudged me against the cool tiles and turned the spray on. But it wasn’t warm like I expected. Frigid cold water turned blood to ice in my veins and I squealed, turning my face to the wall. The shock of it had me shaking.

“That’s fucking cold,” I complained, gasping as the dress clung to my shivering body. Goosebumps sprung over me as I wrapped my arms around myself. Jesse and Logan hooted, eager to see how this would go.

“Turn around. Let me see how hard your nipples are,” Briar coaxed, uncaring of the icy water spray still soaking me. I turned with narrowed eyes, dropping my arms reluctantly. He stepped closer, pupils dilating at the wet dress plastered to the roundswell of my breasts. My nipples poked through the thin material, tingling and hard. Briar passed the freezing water over my soft flesh once more, groaning softly as I heaved a shocked exhale.

“You look so fucking beautiful.” His compliment warmed me under the steady stream of cold water. My teeth chattered, and he clicked his tongue, stepping forward to change the temperature. He hooked the shower head back up and asked me to clean myself. I stripped the dress off and lathered my body with the available body wash. Their gazes touched me with more heat than my own fingers did. The caress of their eyes as they followed my trailing, teasing hands made my pussy pulse. Jesse folded first, shucking his pants down and fisting his curved cock. Logan asked me silently for permission, ever the good boy. When I gave him the nod, his pants fell to his ankles immediately. Briar palmed the sizeable bulge in his pants, content to watch.

“Get on your knees, let me fuck those pretty tits,” Briar breathed, changing his mind and shedding his clothes. Warm water sprayed down my back as he sat in front of me. I leaned over, letting my hard nipples graze his skin. Briar looked half feral with waiting, his incredible length straining toward his stomach. I pressed his heated flesh between the soft skin of my breasts and moved over him. We slid together like silk, sweet luxury. Every decadent slide sent a fizzle of pleasure down my spine. Watching Briar fall apart in front of me made me move faster, craving the way his face scrunched with waves of desire.

“God, me next,” Jesse pleaded, and I sent him a wink.

“Gonna paint you in my cum, f-fuck.” Briar’s fingers dug into my shoulder as a spurt of cum splattered over my chest. His eyes glowed with lust that darkened as I stepped back into the water, washing it off with a grin.

“Now I’m all clean again. Who’s going to mess me up next?”

Jesse leapt up, tripping on his pants in his haste. Logan tore his shirt off, naked in seconds. I shared a look with Briar.

“Both?” I offered and chuckled as their knees buckled.

“I want your ass.” Jesse plastered himself to my back, squeezing my large, dimpled cheeks. Logan pressed in front of me, his hands wrapping around my thighs.

“Are you ready, siren?” He brushed the question along my lips. He hoisted me up, clamping my slick, fevered body to his as he angled his cock at my entrance. His mushroom head pushed inside of me easily, welcomed by my eager heat. He pressed his head into my chest, cursing as I took him to the hilt. Logan hooked his arms around my thighs as he hinged his hips upwards. Dizzying pleasure cascaded through me, the precarious angle adding to the sensation. Jesse provided support, his fingers working a cool liquid around my other hole.

“You bought lube?” I gasped as Logan hit the perfect spot inside of me. Jesse grinned against my shoulder, nipping me for my shocked tone. His fingers stretched inside my hole, readying me.

“Princess, I always come prepared. Besides, we are celebrating,” he grunted, swirling his cock against me. I wrapped my arms around Logan’s neck, moaning into his mouth as Jesse sought entry. The heat of his skin was blistering as his cock carved a molten path inside me. I gasped, wordless, all of us frozen except for Jesse’s slow inch forward.

“Our perfect little love,” Briar commented from the side.

Logan palmed my breasts, and Jesse kneaded my ass. I was limp between them, overwhelmed by the cascade of sensation. Jesse thrust softly, and I gasped at the drag of him and Logan in my thin inner walls.

“Drown me, siren,” Logan whispered, holding me so tight. I swam in the clear blue of his eyes, chasing the thrumming desire that coursed between us all. We were a live wire, everytouch building toward an explosion. Logan and Jesse fucked me between their hard bodies, cradling my softness. I tossed my head back to rest on Jesse’s shoulder, nails digging into Logan. Black stars dotted my vision as I let them use me.

Jesse’s hand snuck in between my body and circled my clit. His hungry touch had me crying out. We shot off the cliff together, a chorus of groans. My walls clenched around Logan, claiming every drop. Jesse twitched as his load filled my ass. Somehow, they got me to the ground before sprawling down beside me with shaky legs. Briar looked on in amusement, his cock half hard between his legs.

“Want to break in my office chair?”

Six (More) Months Later

“Say hi to Mama,” Lara cooed, angling my little angel toward the screen.

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