Page 41 of Sinners’ Appetite

I keep my eyes held on Nikki as I thrust violently into Dean’s ass, feeling his walls pulsate around my cock as he finally lets go, slamming his fist into the wall with a loud growl.

Once he comes down from the high, I slam into him a few more times, making sure that I release my come deep into his ass.

I then step back and motion for Nikki to come join us, pushing her to her knees in front of me when she gets inside.

“Suck him off me,” I demand, reaching down to grab a section of hair on the back of her head.

Like the good girl she is, she opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out, a depraved look in her eyes as I push my cock past her lips and to the back of her throat.

“That’s it…fuuuckkk yes,” I manage to breathe out, my already too sensitive cock throbbing against her tongue.

I pull her off me and let go of her hair, expecting her to get up, but she doesn’t. Instead, she turns around behind Dean, straightens her back and grips his asscheeks, spreading them apart so she can lick the cum that’s dripping out of his hole.

“You filthy little slut. Atta fucking girl,” Dean groans as he slams his hand into the wall again.

Once she’s done, Dean turns and we both watch as she opens her mouth wide, allowing the water to pour in, mixing with the mouthful of cum she has already.

“Fuck, man—she’s perfect…” Dean moans, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “It’s too fucking hot in here, I’m getting out.”

“I can’t wait to see how far we can push her. She’s been such a good girl for us so far.”

Dean wraps a towel around his waist and disappears out of the bathroom while I help Nikki stand.

“Does he really mean that?” she asks as I lean down to kiss her soft, wet lips.

“Does he mean what—that you’re perfect?”

“Yeah…”

I nod and turn the tap off, reaching out to grab us both a towel. “Of course he means it, baby girl. You are perfect.”

“I just don’t want to disappoint either of you. I can be pretty annoying sometimes, you know.”

I start to laugh as I wrap the towel around my hips. “Then we’ll just shut you up.”

“He might change his mind after a while.”

“You’ll always come first, baby. Always.”

She releases a sigh of relief as she starts to dry herself off, tossing the towel off to the side.

“Finally…” I say. “You’re going with no towel this time.”

“I’m sure you two can keep me warm…” she giggles, walking out of the bathroom ahead of me.

After we grab a drink, we head off into Dean’s bedroom, chuckling when we see him laying flat out on the bed, completely naked and sound asleep.

“I think we exhausted him…” I smirk, walking up to the edge of his bed, pulling back the blankets on the other side of him. I then point to the middle spot. “Climb in, baby girl.”

She kneels on the bed and climbs her way over, looking back at me with a devilish smirk on her face as she lies down and covers herself with the blankets.

I slide in after turning the light back off and snuggle up to her, nuzzling my face into her wet hair.

“I love you, Nikki,” I whisper, trailing my hand up her stomach and grazing my fingers over her breasts.

“I love you too…” she sighs.

I really meant what I said earlier. She’ll always come first, no matter what may happen between Dean and I.

The way I feel about her is entirely different. Dean and I are bound by trauma.

Nikki and I—

We’re bound by everything else.

She’s the one I can picture spending the rest of my life with.

I wake up to my alarm and look over at Nikki, smiling widely when I see her head resting on Dean’s chest with her arm wrapped around his waist. I really wish I didn’t have to leave her here.

I know she’ll be safe, and I trust Dean entirely, but even the thoughts of not being here to make sure is driving me insane.

Instead of waking her up, I slide out of the bed and head into the kitchen for a drink. I think if I’m quiet enough, I can make us all breakfast without waking them. Nikki needs sleep after what we put her through last night.

Searching through the fridge, I grab everything I need to make French toast and bacon.

As soon as I’m done preparing it, I slice up a few strawberries and arrange them on our plates, giving Nikki a few extra because I know how much she loves them.

When I walk into the bedroom with the plates in my hand, I see Nikki sitting up on the edge of the bed.

“Good morning, baby girl. How are you feeling?” I ask.

“Like I’ve been hit by a fucking freight train,” she smirks.

“Maybe you should go take a relaxing bath after you eat. Your body has been through a lot.”

“That looks so good! Why didn’t you wake me up? I could have helped you.”

“That’s the point of breakfast in bed, baby. You’re supposed to stay in bed while I serve it to you,” I chuckle, handing her the plate.

“You might not want to be in here while I eat this. I’m so hungry that I could eat it all in one bite!”

Just then, Dean starts to slowly sit up, running his hands through his hair as he looks over at us.

“Morning, sunshine!” I tease. “How’s that ass feeling?”

He grins and stands up, his cock hard as a rock as he walks out of the room and heads into the bathroom.

Nikki lets out a quiet giggle and pops a piece of bacon into her mouth. “I think you ruined him.”

“I just made up for lost time, that’s all…”

“I’d say…”

A few moments later, Dean comes back in and I hand him his plate, smirking at him when I see that his cock is still very much hard. Before I can say something about it, Nikki looks over at Dean and a devilish smirk forms on her face.

“Do you need help with that?” she asks, staring at his cock like she’s unsure as to whether she should finish eating her food, or suck him off instead.

“You just finish eating, princess. I’ll let you handle this cock later,” Dean replies, sitting down at the end of the bed with his plate.

Once we’re all finished eating, Nikki grabs our plates and heads off to the kitchen with them.

“She’s a fucking trooper, man. I didn’t think she’d be able to walk today.” Dean snickers, getting up to search through his drawers.

Nikki walks back in a few seconds later with a mischievous look in her eyes, leaning against the door frame.

“What’s on your mind, pretty girl?” Dean asks as he tosses a T-shirt over his head.

“I was just thinking about what we should do today. Before Malachi has to leave.”

“Wanna learn how to shoot a gun?”

Her eyes widen and I swear I see them twinkle for a second. “Really? You’d let me?”

Dean nods and walks over to his closet, pushing the clothing away from the safe I already know about in the corner. He unlocks it and pulls out a small gun case.

“Is that the Smith & Wesson?” I ask.

“Sure is.” He gloats, setting the case down on the bed.

Nikki walks over and places her hand over her mouth when Dean unzips the case and runs his fingers over the shiny metal handgun.

“It’s been a while since I fired this baby. I never really need any of these living around here.”

“I-I get to s-shoot that?” Nikki says, walking a few steps closer to the edge of the bed, her eyes fixated on the gun.

“Unless you want to try something else…I have a few more, but I think this one should be your first,” Dean suggests.

“I think so too,” I agree.

“Can Sammi try too?!” she squeals, almost jumping up and down in excitement.

“Sure. Go grab her and meet us over by the shop. We’ll line up some cans and bottles for you two.”

“Thank you! Oh my god! I’m so excited!” She spins on her foot and walks over to Deans dresser, grabbing a T-shirt to throw on.

Despite the fact that she’s only wearing panties underneath, she spins on her heel and heads out the bedroom door with a wide smile.

I can’t wait to watch her fire that gun. Picturing it in her tiny hand is making me hard already.