My heart soared, and a moment later Bram pushed his dick inside her ass and she closed her eyes with a long moan.
I grabbed her hips and pushed up into her, groaning as my dick was enveloped by the delicious heat of her perfect cunt.
“Fuck, killer… Fuck.”
Bram didn’t waste time. If Maeve wanted to get fucked, she was going to get fucked, and Bram dragged out of her and drove in again, not even giving Maeve’s ass time to stretch for him.
Not that she seemed to care. She rocked her hips on my cock, using the motion to work with Bram while he fucked her ass. Poe kissed her bare shoulder and she turned her head to meet his lips.
The tangle of their tongues while I was deep inside her made my dick even harder. I forced myself not to come, but it wasn’t easy. She was so wet, so warm and tight, and it felt so good to have her back in our arms.
I sucked on her tit and she moaned into Poe’s mouth. It was a sound that did crazy things to my body, that made me want to fuck her like an animal.
I didn’t question the instinct. Maeve understood. Here, like this, we could be animals together, both of us marooned from our average lives in our average families.
Both of us choosing something different.
Maeve might have come to it through June’s murder, but it had been in her all along. Otherwise she would have done what most people did in her situation: grieved, maybe even raged, but ultimately tried to move on however she could.
Instead she’d fought, had risked everything, had ended up here, in our bed, in our lives.
Fucking all three of us. Loving all three of us like we loved her.
And yeah, Bram might not have said it, but I knew the fucker loved her every bit as much as Poe and I.
So we fucked her like the animals we were, pounding into her again and again, using her hips for leverage as I occupied every inch of her pussy while Bram slammed into her ass like a fucking battering ram.
“Fuck, Maeve,” Bram grunted. “Your ass feels so fucking good.”
“You should feel her pussy,” I grunted. “She’s so tight, so hot.”
She got wetter, which was something else I’d learned about Maeve: dirty talk turned her on. She liked when we talked about her cunt, when we told her to take our cocks like a good girl, when we spilled our semen into her mouth.
She took it all and she liked it. More reasons she was made for us.
Now she pushed back on Bram, taking his cock deeper into her ass while I buried myself in her cunt, both of us filling her up, her channel tightening as she came closer to coming.
“I think our killer’s going to come,” I said.
“That right?” Poe peppered her mouth with kisses. “You going to come for Bram and Remy, little bird?”
“Yes!”
Her eyes were squeezed shut, a flush spreading across her chest, her perfect pink nipples hard little pebbles.
I nipped at one with my teeth. She gasped and I took it in my mouth and sucked hard.
“Don’t stop!” she gasped. “I’m going to come.”
Bram spread her ass cheeks wide and I knew he was sinking deeper inside her.
She came apart all at once, letting out a string of curse words, telling me to fuck her pussy, ordering Bram to give it to her while her body shook with the force of her orgasm.
“Good girl,” Poe soothed. “You’re coming like such a good girl.”
Her cunt clamped down on me like a vise and I came hard as I spilled into her.
We didn’t stop moving until she collapsed onto my chest, and I pulled her against me, wrapping my arms around her, relishing the rise and fall of her chest against mine as she caught her breath.
