Page 72 of Vengeful Melodies

“Dibs on the loofah.”

Kaiser’s right behind us, voice thick with amusement. “Dibs on her.”

The shower’s already hot, steam curling through the air, clinging to the mirrors. Kaiser steps in first, pulling me in with him. His hands are instantly on my waist, guiding me under thewater, his mouth pressing to my shoulder like he can’t keep from touching me.

“Still okay, Siren?” Kai murmurs, brushing wet curls from my face.

I nod, looking up at him. “I really am.”

Kai leans down and kisses me—slow and deep, all warmth and wet skin and the press of his body against mine. The metal from his piercings bumps against my skin, and I shiver at the memory.

Behind us, Bash climbs in with a grin, the water streaming over his chest. “Goddamn, this is the best way to wake up.”

“You mean crowded?” I tease.

“I mean naked with you two.” Bash lathers up his hands with soap, then runs them slowly down my back, grinning like the devil. “Let us take care of you, Songbird.”

Kaiser tilts my chin up, his voice low and sinful. “Let us worship you once more, Siren.”

The hot water runs over us as their hands glide across every inch of my skin—gentle this time, soft and coaxing. They don’t rush. They touch me like they have all the time in the world.

Chapter Thirty One

Bash

Steam curls thick around the small shower, turning the room into a hot, wet cloud. Water pounds down from above, drenching me before I even step fully in. I can feel it clinging to my skin, running down my chest, over my cock, dripping between my fingers. The smell of soap, sweat, and her—Dreya—hits me, makes my teeth clench and my cock thrum.

Kai’s already there, pulling her into him, lips locked to hers. God, she’s dripping, hair plastered to her cheeks, tits pressed to his chest, all soft curves and trembling. My gut twists with need. I grin, sliding in behind her, water sluicing over my back and cock. She shivers against me, and I can feel how wet she already is, how hungry, how ready for this chaos we live for.

“Goddamn,” I murmur, voice low, wet with hunger. “Morning already this dirty?”

She gasps at the sound of me, tilting her head back, giving me a taste of her neck. I take it, teeth grazing, tongue dragging over the mark I left last night.

Kai murmurs something into her ear—soft, worshipful bullshit—and I roll my eyes. Fuck that. I’m here to ruin her again, make her scream, make her taste us both.

I snake one arm around her neck, gripping her tight against my chest. My other hand finds her dripping cunt, slick and hot. She moans, back arching into me. “Fuck—Bash,” she breathes, and it’s a gift that makes me grin like a bastard.

Kaiser doesn’t flinch. If anything, his eyes darken. I watch him sink to his knees, tongue slipping between her thighs. She’s shivering, trembling, and I can hear every gasp, every little cry. My hand presses harder, curling fingers just so, feeling her fold around me.

“She’s mine,” I growl, teeth biting her shoulder lightly. “Mine to fuck, mine to take.”

Kai hums low, lips still against her clit. “She’s ours,” he corrects, and I can’t help but smirk at the filthy truth.

I pull her closer, grinding my cock against her ass, listening to her wet cries and moans. “Say it, Songbird. Tell me whose cunt this is.”

Her head tilts back, lips trembling. “Yours… yours and Kai’s… please, both of you,” she begs, voice shaky, coated with need.

“Fuck yeah,” I hiss, gripping her tighter, lifting her slightly so she leans into Kai’s mouth, moaning louder. My fingers curl, slipping inside her. “So tight… so wet… made to be taken like this.”

Kai hums in response, teasing her clit with his tongue. “She’s perfect,” he murmurs. “So fucking perfect for us.”

I bite her shoulder harder, love how she whines, how she writhes between us. “You like it rough, don’t you, filthy little slut? Who do you belong to?”

She trembles, answering between moans. “You… both of you… please, fuck me…”

I growl, and then I feel him—Kai sliding up behind me, cock slick with water and her slick, pressing against my ass. My eyes narrow in wicked delight. “Oh, fuck yes,” I hiss. “You’re gonna get yours too, pretty boy.”

I lean down, kiss Kai roughly, teeth clashing, tongues tangling, hands roaming, tasting him, tasting her, the three of us tangled in steam and wet skin. Her hips jerk against me as we switch positions, fingers, tongues, cocks, all sliding, pressing, moaning, sucking, fucking.