Page 24 of Veiled Vengeance (The Devils of New York #3)

SPENCER

A pparently, my recent kidnapping means nothing to Joey because he puts me through hell. Squat jumps, burpees, mountain climbers, planks. By the time I’m done, I’m drenched in sweat and smell like a locker room. I’m sure my face is redder than a damn red flag.

The guys do their own workouts and look like fucking Greek gods when they’re done. Their sculpted bodies next to my wet dog look must look like a comical juxtaposition.

Whatever higher power is in charge is having a good laugh.

The run back to my apartment is more relaxed, but I’m still a gross mess of fetid aroma, and my face is still so red that I could be the new campaign for Target.

When we get through the door, I literally stick my head in the freezer, and my action is met with snickers.

I raise my hand in the air with a certain finger pointed in their direction. “Laugh it up. See what it gets you later.”

A pair of hands slap my ass, causing me to yelp.

“You can stand like this all day, Mama. I’m enjoying the view.”

My panties flood with arousal, and my pussy pulses with need.

Rio doesn’t give me any room to move when I stand upright.

With my hair up, he has easy access to my neck, and he takes full advantage by kissing his way down to my shoulder.

I moan when he drags his teeth over the spot where my neck and shoulder meet.

When I’m ready to turn around and ride him right there in the middle of the kitchen, Rio takes a step back, turning to Zane. “I’m going to hop in the shower. Come help me wash?”

Zane gives Rio and me a mischievous smile. “Absolutely.”

Rio leads the way to my bedroom with a smug look on his face, and Zane walks with his arm around Rio. He pulls Rio into his side and nips at Rio’s neck.

I become flushed watching their interaction and rub my thighs together, but the ache in my core is persistent.

Asher stands behind me, lining his body with mine, and runs his hands down my sides to my hips. “I think that was an invitation, Princess,” he whispers seductively in my ear.

“But . . . shouldn’t they have some time to themselves?”

“If they wanted to be alone, they wouldn’t have announced where they were going,” Asher reasons.

The water in my shower turns on, and the image of Zane’s and Rio’s slick, wet bodies up against each other flashes in my mind.

“I suggest you get your cute little ass in there before they finish without you.”

My mouth opens and closes. “Um—I—Uh?—”

He smacks my ass with a chuckle and turns to the fridge, gathering ingredients to make himself a sandwich.

On unsteady feet, I tread toward the bathroom. Zane’s moans meet my ears as I get closer, and my skin prickles with anticipation.

What if they don’t want me here? What if Asher was wrong?

All anxious thoughts leave me at the sight before me, and a desperate need radiates through my body.

Through the glass of the shower door, I can see Rio on his knees in front of Zane, moving his head back and forth. I watch as Zane’s hard cock slides in and out of Rio’s mouth. Rio hollows his cheeks as he pulls back and uses his tongue to slide along the underside of Zane’s length.

My breaths come quickly, and my chest heaves.

I need them. I want them.

Zane’s head is thrown back in pleasure, and his hands are on the back of Rio’s head, guiding Rio back and forth. He thrusts his hips forward in time with Rio.

My hand glides down the center of my chest and dives into my leggings. I find my pussy soaking wet. My fingers slip right to my clit, moving in circles around it. I have to bite my lip to keep quiet.

“Such a good boy sucking my dick.”

Rio moans with Zane’s cock in his mouth.

I flick my bundle of nerves over and over while my other hand snakes up under my bra, and I cup my heavy breast. My nipple hardens to a point as I pinch and twist, riding the edge of pain and pleasure.

Zane’s eyes open and connect with mine. His pupils are blown wide with lust, and a satisfied look crosses his face. “We have a spectator, Rio. Show my Angel how good you are at making me come.”

The corner of Rio’s mouth turns up. He brings one of his hands to Zane’s ass, and I see his finger disappear into Zane’s hole. His hand moves in and out, causing Zane to cry out. His movements become more frantic as he approaches his peak.

Two of my fingers enter my core, but it’s not enough. My thumb rubs my clit as I move my fingers in and out.

Zane shouts his release as Rio swallows it down, and a moan slips free from my mouth as I fall over the edge into bliss. My hand floods with my climax.

When I open my eyes, Rio stands, licking his lips, and Zane keeps eye contact with me as he takes Rio’s cock in his hand and begins pumping.

A whimper escapes my lips, and the need in my core builds again.

“Come shower with us, Angel.”

Zane’s invitation makes my body crave their touch. I swiftly strip out of my clothes and toss them aside.

As I take my first step, Rio speaks up. “Hold on a second.” He shoots Zane a wink and turns back to me. “Crawl to us, Mama.”

Holy shit. Why is that fucking hot?

Dropping to my hands and knees, I crawl across the cold tile. Zane opens the glass shower door for me and drops of water spray my skin. Shivering, I crawl across the wet tiled flooring

I sit back on my heels as their gazes encompass my naked body. They look at me with desire burning in their eyes.

I’ve always avoided this kind of attention, but I find myself craving the next moment they look at me like this. They look at me like I’m delicate, sexy, and fierce—words I never thought I’d associate with myself.

Zane is now stroking his own length as well as Rio’s, and I bite my lip.

“What’s next, Angel?”

Giving them my best seductive expression, I go up on my knees in front of Rio and rest my hands on his thighs. “Help me a little?” I ask Zane.

He raises a brow but catches on when I stick my tongue out and move to lick the bead of precum at the tip of Rio’s cock. Zane keeps his hand around Rio’s shaft and rubs his tip up and down my waiting tongue. Rio’s salty taste makes me desperate for more, and Rio moans.

“You’re so beautiful on your knees for us, Spencer,” Zane growls.

I lean forward and suck Rio’s cock into my mouth.

“Damn, Baby Girl. You’re desperate for my dick, aren’t you?”

“Oh yes, she is,” Zane answers for me.

Moaning, I bob my head back and forth. Then I drag my tongue through his slit. Taking Zane’s length in my hand, I pump him in sync with my movements up and down Rio’s dick.

“Fuck! That feels good,” Zane exclaims.

Smirking, I let go of Rio’s length with a pop and replace my mouth with my hand. I shift on my knees and urge Zane closer. He shuffles, and then I give Zane the same treatment.

“Shit, this is hot,” Rio groans. “Don’t stop, Spencer.”

I switch back and forth between the two—sucking one while I stroke the other. Ignoring the ache in my knees, I squeeze my thighs together, longing for my core to be filled.

It’s not long before they’re both thrusting their hips at erratic paces.

“I’m going to come, Spencer. Pull back if you don’t want to swallow,” Rio warns.

I feel his dick swell and pull back, moving my fist up and down. He groans as he comes, and I direct his release at my chest. His cum splashes across my bare breasts.

Fucking hell. That’s hot.

“ Eres mi reina ,” Rio pants. You are my queen .

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Zane yells. His dick becomes impossibly hard and his release paints my skin right over Rio’s cum.

Curiously, I drag my fingers across my chest and bring them to my mouth, sucking down their cum. I moan and glide my other hand down my stomach, aiming for my pussy. The need to climax is intense.

But before I can touch myself, Zane grabs my wrist. “Don’t take our fun away, Angel. Your pleasure is our job.” He smirks and lifts me to my feet.

“Z, you haven’t let her come yet?” Asher makes a tsking sound and strolls into the bathroom. Steam fills the bathroom, making it hard to see the details of his body.

“We were just getting to that, Ash,” Rio shoots back teasingly.

Asher’s response sounds mischievous. “Hmm. Maybe you need some guidance.”

Fuck. Is he joining us? Oh God. Please, please, please.

I can see him move, and then he opens the shower door. I get an eyeful of his muscular, naked body. His dick is hard as he takes in the mess Rio and Zane have made of me.

“You three sure have been busy,” Asher states with a wink. He stands right behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me back so my ass is against his crotch. His thick length, slick with water, slips in between my cheeks. He moves his hips, making his dick slides up and down, teasing my back hole.

I can feel Zane and Rio’s eyes on us, watching every movement and memorizing each of my reactions.

“Shit,” I curse lightly, but they still hear it.

“Tell me how that feels, Princess.” Asher’s hot breath caresses my ear.

“Good,” I rely shakily.

His hands slide forward and south, cupping my pussy. “You can do better than that.”

“It feels really good.”

Before I know it, Asher steps back, and a resounding slap echoes off the glass of the shower. Finally, a stinging sensation radiates from my ass.

“Did you just?—”

“Hell yes, I did. That was for the sass. Now, tell me how this makes you feel.” He emphasizes his command by repeating his earlier movements and swiping his fingers through my slit, flicking my clit.

“Shit! I love it. I need it. I need to come. Please, make me come,” I answer breathlessly.

“That was better,” he growls. “As you wish, Princess.” He uses his hand to lift my leg, exposing my pussy to Rio and Zane. “I think it’s time you two return the favor.”

“ Sí, por favor .” Yes, please .

“I was planning on it,” Zane replies smugly.

Zane drags his tongue across my breasts, sucking one nipple and then the other. He tastes his and Rio’s cum mixed together. Then he slides to his knees, keeping his mouth against my skin as he sinks down.

Rio approaches me next and does the same. He bites down on one of my stiff peaks while his hand fondles the other, making me cry out as I am quickly brought to that line of pain and pleasure. When he falls to his knees, Asher places my leg on Rio’s shoulder.

Asher leans back into the cold tiled wall behind him and keeps his grip on my leg. “Make our girl come,” he commands.

Zane and Rio waste no time diving in. Their tongues work in tandem, licking my pussy. One enters my core, moving in and out, while the other rapidly flicks my clit.

I bring my hands up and grasp onto Asher’s neck, needing something to hold onto while these men make it impossible to stand.

“Your cunt is so needy, Princess.”

His filthy words cause me to whimper.

“I’m going to take this ass again. All day, you’ve been flaunting it in my face. Now it’s mine. I’m going to fuck your ass good and hard.”

The ache in my pussy becomes unbearable. “Fuck. Yes! Do it.”

My affirmation is all Asher needs. He pushes his mushroom tip into my ass. The ring of muscle stretches around his thickness, but the pain of the stretch is dulled as Rio and Zane continue driving me crazy by running their tongues up and down my pussy.

“That’s it. Relax and let me in,” Asher praises.

I remove one hand from his neck and wrap it behind me, grabbing Asher’s hip. Urging him forward, Asher’s dick enters further. Once he’s completely inside me, I breathe through the staggering feeling of being full. Everyone pauses at my deep breaths.

“Fuck me. I need to come,” I plead.

None of them hesitate. Asher plunges his dick in and out of my ass while Rio and Zane move their tongues through my cunt faster. A tingling sensation builds and builds low in my belly as I approach the peak, and my legs begin to shake.

Asher brings one of his hands to my breast, tweaking my nipple then soothing away the pain.

“Holy shit!” I cry out as I completely lose control and fall over the edge into a hurricane of ecstasy. My puckered hole tightens around Asher’s dick, and his body tenses as he follows me with his own climax.

Zane and Rio don’t stop until my muscles relax, and I sag against Asher’s firm body. Asher smooths his hands up and down my arms in comfort as Zane and Rio kiss their way up my body.

Tenderly, I’m passed from man to man. They work together, washing my body and hair, kneading my muscles, and stroking my skin. Their fingers massage my scalp as they work in the conditioner.

I keep my eyes closed the entire time, close to falling asleep while standing.

Once I’m all clean, the water is turned off, and I’m wrapped in a fluffy towel.

One of them lifts and carries me to the bed, and I’m delicately placed under the covers.

They all gather around me as we laze in our perfect moment.

“I love you, Angel.”

“ Te amo .” I love you .

“I love you, Princess.”

“I love you too.”