I peer at Ferguson’s remains on the floor, his body unrecognizable. I should be horrified, and yet I’ve never been more aroused in my life.
The second Felix is free, I grab his collar and pull his lips to mine. He grips my waist, crushing me hard against him. His groan vibrates through me as his tongue sweeps into my mouth. I’m covered in blood. He doesn’t care. The need for each other is too strong after facing death.
Next, I’m grabbing Tyler’s shirt. Our kiss is just as desperate.
“Shit, baby.” Tyler speaks between kisses, concerned and trying to nurture me. “You stabbed a man to death. Are you okay?”
“I’m more than okay. I thought I was going to lose you again. Both of you.”
“Never.” Felix holds me from behind. “You did so well.”
My hands are already working on Tyler’s shirt buttons, tearing them open, desperate to feel his skin against mine. The blood on my hands leaves crimson streaks across his chest. We’re a mess but I need him. I need both of them right now.
I push Felix to the floor. He lands on his back, muttering words of praise as I tear off my blood-soaked dress and panties. The moment I straddle him, he rips my bra off and works fast to undo his zipper.
Felix groans as I sit on his cock, taking his entire length. “That’s it. Good fucking girl.”
My blood-stained hands brace against his white shirt as I ride him with vigor.
“Look at you,” Felix growls, guiding my hips. “Covered in a dead man’s blood while fucking your husband’s cock. You’re perfect, Harper. I knew you’d save us.”
Pleasure spirals through me each time my hips slam down. “Tyler,” I moan, calling him to us.
“I’m right here, Princess.” His clothes are gone and he’s kneeling behind me in a second, spitting on his hand and spreading my arousal. He holds me still while easing his cock into my ass.
The moment the three of us are one, my heart starts to heal from the terror of almost losing Felix and Tyler tonight. They’re here with me, loving me, and we’re safe.
My hips work frantically on their cocks. I should find this act vile, having sex next to a dead man while soaked in his blood, but all I feel is powerful, alive, and complete.
“I’d do it again,” I pant. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt you two.”
From the corner of my eye, I notice the blood seeping from Ferguson’s body has spread to us. Logic tells me to get a hold on myself and stop having sex. Instead, my hips bounce faster and my muscles flutter with a rush of pleasure. As the warm blood pools around my knee, I fuck Felix and Tyler harder. Neither of them hesitates. If anything, my depravity drives them wilder.
“Fuck us hard, baby. Work the cum out of us.” Tyler’s breath is ragged and hot against my ear. “It turns you on, doesn’t it? The three of us fucking in his blood.”
“Yes,” I gasp. Heat spreads from my core to every inch of my body. The pleasure builds inside me, overwhelming in its intensity.
Felix pulls my lips to his, the kiss messy, hot and fast. “My perfect little freak.”
My thighs tremble, my breath catches, and then I hit my peak. The orgasm rips through me with such force that I scream. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me, making my vision blur and my mind go blank.
“I love you, Harper. You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Tyler grunts against my neck. “You’resqueezing my cock so tight right now. I’m going to fill this tight ass up with cum. Would you like that?”
“Please. Yes,” I beg.
He hugs me, cherishing my body as he follows me into bliss, coming with one final thrust.
I’m about to collapse, but Felix keeps me upright, cupping my jaw and holding my gaze with those mesmerizing green eyes I’m in love with. He doesn’t seem fazed that he’s the only one who hasn’t finished.
The room is suddenly quiet, all but for Felix’s whisper. “I love you, Harper. My Little Sinner. Killing to save us.”
My fingers weave with his and Tyler’s, linking our scars. “No one touches what’s mine.You belong to me for life.”
Felix shudders beneath me then thrusts up, groaning, coming from my words. “Fuck, Harper.”
I moan, loving the feel of his cum pulsing into me. I rock my hips, working every last drop from him, watching as the tension gradually releases from his face. We kiss and when I pull back, his eyes are half-lidded, filled with love.
For a long moment, all three of us remain locked together, coming down from the high.
