Page 77 of Harper’s Renegades

“Oh, gorgeous, you come up with some of the best ideas,” Jaxson said with a sultry tone as he pulled me tighter against him, thrusting his dick against my stomach. “Now be a good girl and don’t move,” he whispered in my ear.

I gasped as the cool blade ran up my leg, and the tip caught the thin lace of my thong, snapping it easily. Switching hands, this time he decided to aim for the connecting point on my lower back. A bite of cold metal, the sound of fabric tearing, and down fluttered the last bit of clothing I’d been wearing. The next thing I knew, I was scooped up and lowered into the tub with Jaxson following as soon as I was settled. He took the opposite end, taking one of my legs and placing my foot on his chest, giving him the perfect positioning to start shaving.

The process was the same—shaving cream lathered on my skin, then long, steady strokes of the knife’s edge gliding along my skin before it was wiped off on a cloth. It was achingly slow as every stroke was like foreplay between us, my pussy aching to be touched, but I had to wait. One leg done, and I was panting like I’d run a marathon. The feel of the blade getting so close to my center, his knuckles brushing ever so close but not close enough, was torture of the best kind, and I knew that when he finally let me come, it was going to be worth the wait.

As he neared the end of the second leg, he stared right into my soul, his movements never faltering. This man undoubtedly owned me in every way possible, and this right here proved it. Who else would let a man use a blade that sharp on your body without him even watching what he was doing? I could do that because I knew in the deepest part of my soul, he would never let any harm come to me. Then it came time for the finale, the moment where he could never doubt my love and trust in him. Lifting me, he stretched me as wide as I could go, letting my legs hang over the edge of the tub while he supported me with his legs as he kneeled before me.

“Are you ready, gorgeous?” Jaxson challenged as the blade hovered over the apex of my pussy.

“I’m more than ready, my love,” I answered. “I’ll warn you, I’m so on edge right now it won’t take much for me to come.”

“Don’t you worry your pretty head. I’ll make sure to take good care of you.”

The kiss of metal and the rasp of coarse hair being removed sent tingles up my body. It was almost to the point I wasn’t sure I could hold still long enough, and I wanted to beg him to let me come. As I watched his face, he was so intent on what he was doing. The soft touch he was using was anything but what I wanted right now.

“You’re trying to break me, aren’t you?” I panted. “You want me to beg you, to tell you how badly I want you to let me come. How much this is turning me on to the point I can’t stand it any longer. The kind caring Jaxson is showing his dark side,” I rambled, my mind spewing out words that didn’t make any sense.

The blade paused and a finger slipped between my center, so his finger landed on my clit, making me cry out. My hips thrust, unable to stop them from chasing after the pressure it so desperately needed. “So… are you going to beg? Have I found the one thing only I can do to you that makes your body crave what I offer?”

“Yes, I’ll beg,” I all but sobbed, my body starting to convulse with the denial I was going through. “Please, please, Sir, can I come? I’ve been so good, holding still as a statue. Please let me have my release,” I pleaded, my hands gripping the sides of the tub, trying to hold back from finishing things myself. One tweak of my nipple, and I would be done, but that isn’t what good girls do.

There was a clink on the tile as the blade hit the ground, but I didn’t give two shits about that as Jaxson’s tongue dove into my pussy. I screamed long and loud as I came while he sucked on my clit, cupping my ass as he held me up to feast upon the nectar he had pulled from me. My mind went blank as I squirted all over his face, my body using every method it had to thank him for his service.

“What the fuck is…” Magnus started to say as he charged into the bathroom.

Nothing mattered to me right now as Jaxson lowered my hips and pulled me up, so I was cradled in his arms against his chest as his cock slid inside me. A sigh of relief burst from my mouth as I settled my head on his shoulder. My hips automatically started to move, riding him in a quest to get another orgasm after being denied for so long.

“Do you mind? We are kind of busy here,” Jaxson pointed out. “You weren’t invited this time, so if you could close the door on the way out, that would be great.”

“Next time, fucking warn us you’re going to wind her up like that. I almost shit my pants thinking someone got in here,” Magnus snapped as he slammed the door.

“Ignore him. He’s just mad because he has to deal with his raging hard-on all by himself,” Jaxson chuckled in my ear. “That smooth pussy of yours feels so good against my body, ride me, ride me until you get what you need, gorgeous.” And ride him, I did.

It took four orgasms for me to calm down. Thankfully, Jaxson had the stamina to keep up with me and let me fuck him into the ground. When we both finally came, as he fucked me up against the tile wall of the shower, I melted in his arms. My body was fully sated, and I was damn well ready for that nap.

“Please tell me we still have some time to get some sleep,” I murmured as Jaxson toweled me off.

He laughed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “You’re lucky we have a few more hours. Otherwise, we’d be having you guzzle down some energy drinks to keep you awake.”

“But we don’t have to do that, right?” I pressed, grabbing his face, squishing it together so he looked like a fish. “Right?”

“Right,” he said as clearly as he could with his face smashed together.

Smiling, I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “That’s so good. Otherwise, I would have been hell to deal with.”

Rolling his eyes, he let me go, and I didn’t bother to put on anything as I jumped back on the bed and snuggled under the covers.

Chapter thirty-three

Harper

After a glorious three-hour nap, I got dressed and ready for the night. We decided to head there around ten. That way, there was only an hour left in her shift, and we could be grabbing something before we had a night out on the town. It was Saturday, after all. The fun didn’t start until way into the evening. Jaxson had gone out and bought us outfits since we didn’t really pack anything that would be club-worthy.

Taking a last look at myself in the mirror, I smiled at the white bodycon dress with mesh panels on the sides, so I couldn’t wear any undies, or they would show. It was spicy enough to fit the scene but not so much that I would be showing more than would be appropriate for a committed woman with her three men. The simple black stilettos pulled the whole thing together, and I was pleased everything was setting off my tan so well.

The guys were in fitted black dress slacks with various button-down shirts. Ghost had on a shirt that was black see-through fabric with an iridescent finish to it. On many men, it would look awful, like they were trying too hard but not him. With his personality, it totally worked. Jaxson had what looked like a button-down shirt, but the fabric was silky and billowed around him when he moved. Magnus being Magnus had on a tight white shirt unbuttoned to the middle of his chest and a black vest with a gold filigree pattern. While many might find these outfits way too loud here in Russia, we’d blended perfectly. People here didn’t hold back when it came to fashion and fun. They lived life loud and fast.

Once more, we walked to the coffee shop and just got drinks. It was much harder to find a table this time, and in the end, we only found a single-seat, an armchair they insisted I take. It made me feel like a queen to have these sexy men standing protectively around me as I sipped my coffee. Those thoughts came to a crashing halt as I saw her walk through the dining area, cleaning up a table a group had just left.