Reef’s laughter fills the room. “Who’s it going to be, wildcat?”
“I can’t pick.” They all look like they are about to eat me alive. Giving any of them control right now is dangerous, even though my pussy begs for it. Demands it even.
“Then we all get control,” Romeo says, his voice way too playful for my liking.
I snap my attention back to him. “What! No, that’s not the rules.”
Romeo picks up the die and looks it over. “If she doesn’t pick one player you all get control. See? It says it right here on the die.” He smirks like the damn devil himself.
I glare back at him. “That’s not fair.”
“In the fairness of sharing like our girl wants, you can go first, Brother. What would you like Sloane to do for you?” Romeo says to Orlando, and my mouth pops open.
I stare back at them, arms crossed over my chest and my heart kicking up a beat. What the fuck happened while I was in the bathroom?
Orlando stands and moves to sit beside me. He brushes my hair out of the way so his lips can drop to my ear. “Spread your legs and play with yourself, treasure. You have been gone a week, and these boys have missed the sight of your perfect pussy.”
Oh, fuck. My heart thumps in my chest, and I feel not only my cheeks heat but my entire face.
“We really have, Sloane,” Romeo agrees, and I’m not sure if I like it that the twins are getting along so well or not. They seem way too powerful as a team, and that is kinda scary.
I swallow the lump in my throat. Fuck it, this is what I want. I told them as much, so why does all their attention on me make me so anxious?
Orlando’s hand comes to mine, and he guides it down between my legs. “That’s it, show the boys how damn turned on you are for them.”
I let my legs fall open, my eyes meeting with Romeo and Reef’s as they watch me from across the room. Then I push a finger deep inside my pussy and groan out loud. My cheeks flush with fresh heat, but I keep going, even though I feel all four of their eyes on me.
I hear Onyx growl from beside me, and my eyes rise to meet his. His dark gaze flashes with crazy desire, and I know he’s trying to hold it together, but he’s come to join us on the floor by the fire.
“What do you want her to do, big guy?” Orlando asks him.
“Taste yourself,” he instructs, his lips twisting wickedly. He didn’t even have to think on it.
Without hesitation, I place my fingers from my pussy into my mouth and suck on them seductively, watching as Onyx’s eyes flare with dark desire. The sexual tension in the air intensifies, waking up my inner vixen. I have all their attention. My legs widen, my fingers finding their way back down my body again, sliding through my juices and rubbing over my clit. “What else do you want?” I ask, not even recognizing my own voice. It’s too late to be shy. I’m naked and they can see how turned on I am, so I might as well go for it.
I feel Romeo move behind me. His fingers run up my neck, tilting my head to the side so he can place kisses all the way from my earlobe to my shoulder. “Good girl. Your other hand to your tits, toy with your nipple. I want you to put on a little show for us.”
With a breathy moan from the way he’s kissing me, I do as he’s asked, playing with my nipple through the fabric of my bra. With the grace of a silent predator, Romeo moves back in front of me, watching the show.
Onyx’s hand moves into my hair, and he tugs my face toward him, kissing me. I moan into his lips, the combination setting me on fire.
Orlando’s next, pulling me toward him, kissing me on the lips while Onyx places kisses down my neck. I’m sandwiched between them, my dark protector and our enemy, but nothing I ever felt was this good.
Onyx’s hand moves between my legs, and he takes over from me, pumping in and out of me leisurely. Changing it up between two or three fingers, he twists deliciously as he goes.
“Yes,” I hiss, so needy for him to fill me up. “Keep going.” My voice is a breathless whisper.
Orlando cups my tits, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger in a way that’s almost torturous.
My hips buck off the rug to meet Onyx’s thrusts. I’m so close, my whole body is alight and tingling. And then their hands are gone.
And I’m left panting, blinking up at them and wondering why.
Romeo stands before me, his hand outstretched, a hopeful smile playing on his lips. I place my hand in his as he pulls me to my feet. In a heartbeat, his lips are on mine, warm and inviting. “What’s it going to be, Reef?” he asks when he moves out of our kiss.
I feel Reef to my other side, his hands sliding up and over my curves as he takes hold of my face and pulls me toward him, his lips locking with mine. When he pulls back, I can feel four sets of hands on me. “Is this really what you want?”
I stare back at him, my mind foggy with the sensory overload of all their hands on me at the same time.
