Together.
I’ve been daydreaming about all four of us together ever since that night on the rooftop, and my imagination has already come up with some hot as fuck images. If we hadn’t had Alan breathing down our necks, I’m pretty sure we would’ve explored this a whole lot sooner, but now…
Gray’s right.
We made it out of this mess alive. We did it. And even though I’m serious about making sure he doesn’t fuck up his recovery from the gunshot wound, I don’t want to waste another second.
I want my Sinners.
All of them.
“Let’s get you to your bedroom,” I say again, but the tone of my voice has changed so much that I know he can hear the innuendo in it. The heavy desire.
“Yes, nurse.”
His blue-green eyes flash with something that makes my entire body hum with excitement, and I step away from him to turn toward Declan and Elias. “Will you help me get Gray upstairs?”
I don’t know why I’m even bothering with the charade anymore. I can tell from the expressions on both men’s faces that they’re well aware of what I really want. I might as well just say, will you all come upstairs and fuck me?
Because that’s sure as hell what I hope will happen.
“Sure, Blue.” Elias grins, tugging his full bottom lip between his teeth.
“Yeah, of course.” Declan nods, and the two of them step forward to help Gray.
They barely do anything as he makes his way up the stairs. They really don’t have to—because despite my worry, he’s doing amazingly well. But they stick close by his side until we all enter his bedroom on the second floor. The bed is set against one wall, and Gray walks stiffly over to it before sinking down on the end of the mattress.
He watches me as I cross over to him, tilting his head up a little as he looks up at me. And just as I expected, without me even needing to say anything, the other two Sinners move too. Declan and Elias come to stand on either side of me, and Gray watches with heated eyes as they begin to press kisses to my neck, my shoulder, my jaw, and my lips.
Our gazes stay locked as his friends touch and kiss me everywhere they can reach, and I know he can see the change in my expression as euphoria fills me. It feels so fucking good, almost dizzyingly so, as I lose track of which hand belongs to which man and just give in to the sensations.
Both of them peel my shirt off together, and Elias unhooks my bra before Declan slides it off and tosses it away. Elias’s mouth drops to my breasts, drawing my nipple between his teeth, and Gray groans at my sharp inhale.
He reaches down to stroke the bulge in his pants lightly with one hand, his gaze devouring me as Declan and Elias continue to touch me everywhere.
When Gray brings one hand to the waistband of my jeans, popping my button open, I push on his chest lightly, urging him to move upward on the bed. He does, ending up with his back against the headboard as Declan, Elias, and I all climb onto the large mattress too. I take advantage of the opportunity to pull off their shirts, letting my fingertips linger on the ridges of their abs and the broad muscles of their shoulders.
I crawl forward to pull Gray’s shirt off too, but when I catch sight of the large white bandage on his stomach, some of the heat bleeds out of me, concern worming its way back into my heart.
“Hey.” He catches my hand, tugging his shirt from my grip and tossing it away before bringing my fingertips to his lips and kissing them. “I’m okay. Better than okay. Don’t stop, Sparrow.”
I nod, forcing down the lingering fear and worry. It helps that Declan comes up behind me at that moment and kisses the side of my neck while his hand slides down my stomach and slips inside my pants.
His large finger drags through my wet folds before circling my clit, and the noises of appreciation from Gray and Elias are almost better than the sensation itself. I swivel my hips, seeking more friction, and he gives it to me immediately, working my clit faster as he grinds his hard-on against my ass.
Elias and Gray are shedding the rest of their clothing, and watching them watch us as they strip almost makes my eyes roll back in my head. I ride Declan’s hand with zero shame, so fucking turned on that I need an orgasm as an appetizer just so I can make it to the main course.
When it comes, I drop my head back against his shoulder, letting pleasure overtake me in waves as Gray kneels in front of me and fists his cock. Elias’s lips find mine, and he kisses me through the last few tremors of sensation.
Declan slides his fingers out slowly, then drags them up my body and presents them to me as Elias and I break our kiss.
Fuck.
My pussy clenches hard, already desperate for more, and I lift my head to wrap my lips around Declan’s fingers, sucking my own arousal from them as Gray smiles at me, stroking his cock harder.
“You’re gonna fucking kill us,” he groans, sounding pleased.
“No.” I release Declan’s fingers with a wet pop. “No dying. That’s literally the only rule I have.”