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“As you can see, I very much am,” I chuckle, allowing my arm to encircle her waist. “How are you feeling, Dangerous Girl?”

“Icky,” Silla pouts. “I know that sounds petulant, but I want a shower and an orgasm.”

Smirking, I move my hands to her breasts, massaging and tweaking her nipples through her sleep shirt. I think this one may actually belong to Ayden. I love how she insists on wearing our clothes.

“Is that why you’re grinding all over my cock, Baby?” I tease her, loving how she writhes against me. I’m surprised Silla woke up needy, but I have no issues filling her up with my cock at any time.

“Yes,” she gasps. “And this way we can shower together, get dirty, and have ease of cleanup.”

“I’m surprised I woke up and we’re the only ones in bed. I’m always happy to have you to myself, though.”

“They’re all working on things for our hopefully last ever meal with Charming and Cinder,” Silla says, turning in my arms as she strips her shirt off. Godsdamn.

“I think my brain just short circuited,” I rumble, dipping my head down to pull her nipple into my mouth. Whimpering, her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me tighter to her as I draw my teeth along her nipple.

“Gray,” she wails. “Please…”

“Go fuck our girl!” Ayden yells, making me smirk as I let go of her nipple.

“Fucking first, then murder plots, Baby,” I remind her. I don’t feel very bad about planning to kill so many people with a painful poison. It’s very simple: don’t fuck around and you won’t find out.

I want to be able to live my life, and that means making my girl scream my name first thing in the morning. Getting up onto my knees, I scoop Silla into my arms smoothly. Two long strides on my knees, and I get off the bed, walking into the bathroom.

Silla giggles as I sit her on the counter so I can drop my joggers, the only clothing I’m wearing, to the ground. Our actions have consequences, but I think some of our madness is rubbing into our girl. She bares her teeth as I turn on the shower, and I fist my hand in her hair, pulling her head back to kiss her.

“In the shower,” I growl, lifting her in my arms.

“But—” she gasps, and I know that she’s going to mention that she’s still wearing her panties. I don’t know how heavy her flow is right now, so it’ll be easier to toss it into the corner of the shower to deal with later.

My lips fused to hers, walking right into the water. Her hair gets wet quickly, plastered to our bodies, but I don’t care. I want to be inside of her, to feel her strangle my cock. It’s been so long, and I want to be hers again.

“Gray,” she breathes, eyes panicked.

“Tell me,” I murmur, setting her feet on the ground. I push her panties down, I kick them to the corner of the shower, arching my brow. “Now what, Dangerous girl?”

“I… have a tampon in,” she whispers, watching what I’ll do next. The thing Silla doesn’t understand yet is that I don’t care about biological functions. They’re normal.

Dropping to my knees, I shrug as I lift her foot to my shoulder. Skimming my hand over the outside of her leg, I massage it, loving how her eyes hood as I get closer to where she wants my hand to be.

“I love how you taste. I’m fucking feral for it. I want to live between your legs, but I have to share you,” I tell her. I can see the string of the tampon, so I gently pull it out before throwing it the same way as her panties. “Give me this pretty pink pussy, and be a good girl.”

“Should I call you Daddy too?” she snarks just as I pull her roughly over my face.

“Yes, and often, Baby,” I growl as I open my mouth to devour her. I roll my tongue over her clit, loving when she holds tightly to my hair. Silla is riding my face like a damn pro.

Keening and whimpering, her foot drops from my shoulder to behind my back, her hips thrusting over my face naturally. The sounds I make as I push my tongue into her sweet pussy are animalistic, and I don’t even realize it’s me at first. There’s something primal about her face fucking me during her period. I hope she’s ready, because I may need this to be a regular thing.

“Gray, Gods, fuck me,” Silla whines, and I know she’s close. Come on Baby, do it. Cream for me.

Licking, sucking, I can tell she needs to clamp her tight walls around something. Whatever my Dangerous Girl wants, she gets. Pushing my fingers into her slick channel, I finger fuck her hard.

“Gray, oh yes. Baby, don’t stop!” Silla’s eyes roll as her legs start to shake. Yet, she’s not there yet. Rolling my fingers up as I push in and out of her tight core, I suck hard on her clit while using my teeth.

Screaming, she gushes over my face, making me growl in triumph. Standing, I shove my face in the streaming water, not for my comfort, but hers. Opening my mouth, I fill it with liquid as I swish it around, then spit it out to the side. I’m sure I’m still a bit of a mess, but I need her now.

“I need to be inside you, sweet girl,” I rumble, turning back to her. She smiles at me with a nod, and I lift her up, allowing her legs to lock around me. Shoving her against the wall, I barely allow myself to listen to her hiss from touching the cold tile before I’m pushing my thick cock inside of her. “Godsdamn, Beautiful, you’re so tight. Am I hurting you? Please tell me.”

“A little pinch as I stretch… I like it though,” she confesses, her fingers indenting into my shoulders.