It felt so dirty. So hot. And I was exhausted, but somehow wanted to do it again.
Maverick kissed me softly, tugging me away with a smile, and Jude pulled me to my knees and kissed me. I swayed on the bed and he held my hand as he carried me off.
Both of their eyes were on fire. Their cum all over me, I felt worshipped. My knees buckled as I stood between them.
“You want to wash our cum off you?” Jude asked, looking me over with those intense, dark eyes. “You dirty little minx. You like our cum all over you.” He tucked my hair behind my ear and spread my swollen lips with his thumb.
Maverick moved be
hind me, swiped my hair out of the way and kissed my shoulder. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispered in my ear.
I followed them to the bathroom. The four-spout shower was vast, the bathroom huge and luxurious. A claw-foot tub took one corner, while two vanities took the other side. The shower was in the corner, the brown tile matching everything else.
Sticky and sweaty, I was guided under the hot spray.
I shampooed my hair as they washed my body with their calloused hands. We were all clean and sated when we stepped out. They wrapped me in a plush towel, kissing me places individually. Once I was dry, the towel was gone and they tucked me into bed naked. The silky sheets wrapped my hickeys and sore spots.
Jude and Maverick sandwiched me in as I laid on my side, their clean scents surrounding me.
I could hardly believe what had just happened. It all seemed like a dream.
“Sleep beautiful,” Maverick said, and kissed my cheek. Jude then kissed the corner of my mouth, but I was already in such a deep sleep, I thought I imagined it.
11
Jude
Waking up to the dim light of the sun and the screaming of my bladder, I got up to take a piss. When I came back, Maverick was awake, watching Henley sleep. She looked so beautiful, snoring lightly with her red hair splayed out around her. She laid on her back, her lips slightly parted in her slumber.
“Can’t sleep?” Maverick teased, keeping his voice low.
I laid my knee on the back of Henley’s thigh, enjoying her warmth and softness. “Yeah right. Best sleep of my life. You?” I whispered back.
“Fucking perfect. She was…” His voice trailed off.
Neither of us could find the right words. Just thinking back on the night made my body stir and twitch under the sheet. I pressed myself to her ass, just for good measure. Her body was so perfect, I couldn’t imagine how she wasn’t already taken. The way she milked my cock for all it was worth had been maddening. I already wanted to have her again. I could still taste the sweetness of her nipples, and the tang of her lips and tongue against mine.
“I hoped she would say yes, but I honestly didn’t think she would after her hesitation,” Maverick said, once again analyzing everything.
“I’m just fucking glad she did,” I said. Since she hadn’t been sure at first, I appreciated her willingness to become ours. She wasn’t like our other women; she had a good head on her shoulders—a damned pretty one too. She wasn’t stupid and I knew I couldn’t trick her into anything, but I didn’t want to anyway. I wanted her willingly.
And she’d came willingly, over and over…
Maverick smirked and tucked some hair behind Henley’s ear. She didn’t even stir, which I took as a sign that she felt safe. I swelled with pride at the thought.
“I don’t know how we can keep this up,” Maverick said after a moment.
I frowned, gently gripping the flesh of Henley’s thigh. “What do you mean?”
He sighed and rolled onto his back, his shoulders tensed. I could always trust him to ruin a moment.
“I mean we have to tread carefully. Henley is smart. We have to treat her right so she’ll stick around.”
“I didn’t plan on mistreating her,” I replied.
I already knew I wanted to do more than just fuck and send her to sleep. I laid there watching her like a creep, but somehow, didn’t feel creepy. I wanted her to be right here between us every night, although deep down, I knew that was too much to ask.
“I know,” Maverick said. “But you know what I mean.”