Page 169 of Psycho Gods

Scorpius plucked at my nipples as Orion claimed my mouth in a fierce kiss.

I drowned in whiskey, tobacco, chocolate-covered raspberries, bergamot, and musk.

They were intoxicating.

“Don’t be cold,” Malum whispered as he dragged flaming hands gently over my body. “I got you.”

The three men devoured me.

It was overwhelming.

Overstimulating.

Pain and pleasure rose to impossible heights.

Scorpius muttered, “I just need a taste,” then he leaned forward and took my nipple into his mouth. As he scraped his teeth against my sensitive flesh, I whimpered into Orion’s openmouthed kisses.

Malum tangled his fingers in my curls and yanked my head back, so my spine was arched.

Orion didn’t break the kiss; his lips were soft, and his tongue was merciless.

As the men worshipped me, I reached out blindly.

My hands grabbed Malum’s hardness, and I stroked him through his sweatpants. I could barely get my hand around him. His heat burned through the fabric, and I squeezed.

Scorpius laved at my chest.

Malum whispered against the shell of my ear, “Good fucking girl.” He nipped at my sensitive flesh and ordered, “Stroke me harder.”

My vision warped with pleasure, and everything became heady.

An unfamiliar warmth spread through my chest.

My skin tingled.

There were noises nearby as people entered the changing room, and Malum whispered in my ear, “You better be quiet, or you’ll get us in trouble.”

“Do you need help in there?” a female attendant called outside my curtain.

Malum whispered, “You better answer her.”

Orion stopped kissing me, and his hands dragged up my thigh and pushed my panties to the side.

Orion stroked across my clit as Scorpius sucked on my nipple.

“Answer,” Malum ordered.

“N-N-No,” I stuttered breathlessly. “I’m good.”

“Okay, let me know if you need help,” the woman called as she walked away. Scorpius sucked harder, and Orion put his hand over my mouth.

I moaned against his fingers.

Scorpius pulled away and moved to the side so his mates could have access to my body.

Malum’s hardness jerked against my hand, and then he pulled away to tug down his sweatpants. Orion’s pupils were blown wide as he kept one hand over my mouth and took Malum’s impressive girth in his other. He guided it toward me.

Malum cupped my pussy and spread me wide. “Fuck, you’re dripping.” His voice was an octave deeper.