Selene
I watch as Darius starts the shower, his back muscles flexing as he adjusts the temperature, and his shirt rides up to show the beginnings of a large tribal tattoo. I bite my lip to hold in a moan and hear Santos chuckle beside me.
"You're looking at him like a piece of meat."
"He has one chunk of meat I'm most interested in." I shrug. "But my fucking pussy is dicked out right now and I'm not sure what the fuck you guys want from me."
"Your ass is good though, no?" Darius asks as he looks over his shoulder.
"And that pretty little mouth," Santos chimes in.
Fuck. I may be exhausted but the thought of being alone right now is a bit depressing. I'm tired of being alone. Since my sister disappeared and I killed my mother, I've only ever been alone.
"Let's see if you can earn it," I wink at them and strip off the shirt.
My skin is itchy from the dried blood and cum, but defiling those bodies was the best thing I've done in a while. It's time to celebrate.
I step into the warm spray of water and watch as Santos hops out of his pants to quickly join me. Darius leans back against the counter and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Are you coming in?" I ask as I dip my hair back under the spray.
"I'm a big man, Selene." His voice takes on a mischievous tone. "And you two are bloodied. When you're nice and clean, I'm fucking that tight asshole."
Well then, I better get a fucking move on.
I quickly clean my hair and body, all the while Santos has his hands on my tits or his fingers in my pussy. Then I move aside for his turn. I get out and Darius wraps me up in a plush towel, then kisses me softly.
"That's the sweetest thing you're getting," he warns before his lips curl up against mine. "After this, it's all debauchery."
"I'm done!" Santos turns off the water and jumps out of the shower.
His wet body plows into mine from behind and I'm sandwiched between them. All hard, bulging muscles touching my soft curves.
Darius' big hands land on my shoulders and he gently pushes me down to my knees.
"I'll take what you promised me now," he grins.
I go to my knees and Santos rips the towel off me.
"I'll hold her head steady," he chuckles as his fingers grip my strands.
Darius has his pants down and cock out in a flash, it's hard and angry looking.
"Open wide," he says as he presses the wide mushroom head to my mouth.
I do as I'm told and moan as soon as his taste invades my mouth. His salty flavor rushes over my tongue and I slurp around the head of his cock. My tongue pays extra attention to the rough ridge under the head and I feel his legs relax as a rough groan leaves his mouth.
"Feels good, huh?" Santos asks him as his fingertips massage my scalp.
"Fuck yes." Darius replies.
"Are we done with the sweet shit?" Santos growls. "Can I fuck you with her face now?"
Darius grunts and I clench my eyes shut, knowing exactly what’s coming. Santos digs into my scalp and forcefully begins thrusting my face onto Darius’ dick.
“Holy fuck,” Darius groans. “You sure do know how to suck dick, Santos.”
“You already knew that.”