Page 33 of Psycho Saints

Julian stepped closer once more, smiling down at me as he swiped some cream off one of the desserts strewn across the table. He smeared it onto my nipple, the cold sensation sending a zap of pleasure through me. He leaned in, his tongue lapping at the sticky sweetness, consuming me as his eyes burned into mine. His lips pressed against my own, feeding me the cream as we kissed, sharing the taste.

"Fuck, don't you taste like heaven," Julian breathed as we broke apart, his tongue striking out to swipe the last remnants of cream from my lips. I trembled as my gaze flicked to Cristian between my legs, but Julian caught my chin and returned my gaze to him.

"Let us treat you like our woman, pyro," he whispered before kissing me once more.

He pulled away, returning to my chest and dribbling warm chocolate sauce over them from another dessert. He was making a mess of me, but I didn't care at all as his mouth explored every inch of me, licking away the various toppings he coated me in.

Tyrone finally moved in once I'd lifted myself up onto my elbows, unable to to stop myself from staring at Cristian between my legs. He smirked up at me, winking and making me quiver as he suckled my clit, two fingers easing inside of me. Tyrone drank up the moan that Cristian drew forth, his hand fisting in my hair as his kiss became more passionate, his tongue diving between my lips.

I moaned and whimpered against him, lost in the mess of sensations - Julian sucking and fondling my breasts, Cristian working his magic between my legs, and Tyrone kissing me with such a burning desire that I worried I'd catch alight.

"You're going to come for us, Scarlet," Tyrone stated as he drew back, those dark eyes holding mine, the look in them making my heart flutter. "I want you to finish, right here, like that first night I had you on the table."

The memory of that wicked moment flashed through my mind, but his lips banished it away as Cristian amped up his fingers inside me. His tongue flicked over my clit and I gasped as Julian nipped my left breast before suckling it.

The combination of pleasure and pain, with the three of them ravishing me, was too much, and I found myself crashing towards that edge far too quickly.

Tyrone pulled back once more, my breaths coming in soft pants as my legs trembled, my climax nearing.

"That's right, you're ours now, Scarlet. You say yes, and it's forever and always. There's nothing we won't do for our woman." Tyrone's words were heavy, a promise unlike any other. As I stared into his dark eyes, I knew it was one he'd never break. They were men of their word, they'd shown that, and right now, with this adoration, I wanted nothing more than to say yes.

"Fuck," I hissed out, my core tightening as Tyrone pulled my head back more.

"That's right, this pleasure you can only get from us," he growled.

I cried out, my body spasming between the three of them as my orgasm tore through me.

"Fuck me," Cristian moaned between my legs as he lapped up my juices, withdrawing his fingers from me. "That was a strong one."

I sucked in shaky breaths as Tyrone pressed his lips to my forehead.

"Such a good girl for us, aren't you?" His lip quirked as the damned pet name made me shiver.

Cristian's hands flexed against my thighs before he snaked up my body, kissing the tip of my nose as Tyrone released my hair.

"I told you I'd take care of you, from here on out, your wish is my command," Christian said softly, a sweetness glittering in those eyes that was far too unlike him.

I wasn't sure how to even feel about this new side of him, but I wasn't about to complain.

"Now, my love, would you mind if I joined you in flesh?" he asked.

"Sounds like you want to wear her skin, Cris," Julian snorted, and I managed a small laugh.

"She knows what I mean," Cristian said, his gaze not straying from mine. I was rather surprised that he was even asking.

"We should wait," Tyrone said, although he was staring at me, waiting for my response.

"Cris already proposed to her. We want her to have our kids. Waiting to see if she's pregnant is pointless. As long as this is what she wants," Julian stated.

I stared up at Cristian, at the emotions and unease swirling in his dark eyes. He was being vulnerable, giving me a choice.

Proving that he was being true to his word.

Giving in to them now would be my answer to his proposal in a way. Sealing my fate alongside them, a life where I was a queen.

Who honestly didn't want that?

This wild, unpredictable existence was where I was meant to be. It was a life that called to the darkest parts of my soul, a life that offered a sense of belonging I had never known. Sure, we'd started out wrong, and trusting them was not an easy thing. Cristian for sure, but it wasn't just him I was agreeing to. I'd be choosing all of them, and Julian and Tyrone had proven they were there for me, even against Cristian if push came to shove.