What I don’t expect is to be pulled up from the floor and pushed over the table where everyone is seated. I rest on my forearms with my head in my hands as Adrian pushes my dress up to my waist. With one brutal thrust, Adrian slams into my pussy and immediately starts fucking me hard, deep, and fast. His fingers are digging into my hips as he pounds into me. It feels so goddamn good, but outwardly, I am whimpering and nearly screaming as he rams into my cervix over and over again. I manage to slowly work my way back so I can grip onto the edge of the table. This allows him to pull my body back with one hand to meet his force and grab me by the hair with the other. He forces me to look up at everyone as he rams me into the conference room table, and I am fucking sobbing. Everyone has a mix of emotions on their faces. Adrian’s parents are simply not looking up at us, but the others are both worried and turned on. Caleb isn’t even trying to hide his arousal like the others. He has his cock in his hand, stroking himself while staring at me.
Now it makes sense. This isn’t about me submitting, it’s about them showing respect. You simply do not jerk off when the leader is doing anything, let alone doing a scene with his submissive. By jerking off, he is blatantly saying he doesn’t care about respecting me or Adrian.
Without finishing, Adrian lets my orgasm break before stopping and putting his dick away. I am panting and trying to catch my breath as he pulls me up and turns me to face him. “Good girl, Alania. You did so well,” Adrian says as he cups my face.
“I pulled away,” I sniffle. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, my love. We can’t stop some instincts,” he says. “What is your takeaway from this?”
“That some people do not have respect for their leaders,” I say with bitterness.
“Precisely,” he says with a tight smile before kissing me. “Do you need a moment?”
“No, sir. I’m okay,” I say sweetly.
“Anyone else have any other grievances to air?” Adrian asks as he turns to the others but stares down at Caleb, daring him to open his mouth.
“Just because the bitch likes to get fucked doesn’t mean she can take orders,” Caleb says. Brent jumps out of his chair, dragging me with him as Adrian charges at Caleb. He doesn’t get a chanceto stand before Adrian grabs him by the back of the head and slams his face into the polished oak surface. A sickening crack tells us all that his nose is broken, as if the blood didn’t let us know. Raul doesn’t skip a beat. He grabs Caleb’s wrist to pull his arm across the table as Adrian takes out his pocket knife to flip it open.
“Wait!” Caleb says, but no one waits. No one even blinks when Adrian stabs the knife through Caleb’s hand and into the wood. His ear-piercing, shrill scream bounces around the room but is reduced to strangled whimpers when Adrian pulls his head up to make him look at me.
“Apologize to your master,” Adrian demands with a growl.
“I’m sorry,” Caleb says with a whimper.
“Say it!” Adrian screams, smashing his face into the table once more.
“I’m sorry, Master. I’m sorry,” Caleb cries out. Adrian takes the knife out of his hand and pulls him up to slam him back against the wall. Caleb cowers, but Adrian grabs his face and pins his head back to go nose to nose with him.
“If you ever disrespect my wife again, I will fucking kill you,” Adrian threatens with a grave tone. After a beat, he shoves him back to his chair and turns to everyone else. “Let it be known right fucking now that Alania Santos is your goddamn queen, and everyone will start respecting her as such. Question me allyou want, but I will burn this entire fucking society to the ground for that woman, and I won’t lose a second of sleep over it.”
I keep thinking that I couldn't possibly love this man anymore than I do right now, but he continues to surprise me. I have never had someone defend me before, let alone go to the length he has.
“We will have another meeting next week to take a deeper dive into some of the new programs,” Brent says when Adrian comes over and pulls me out of my chair to wrap me in a tight hug.
“I love you, Alania,” Adrian whispers to me.
“I love you, too, Adrian. Forever.”
Chapter Thirty Seven
Alania
Once the meeting isover, Cian has to go handle a few things, but we have plans to sit down and talk some more tomorrow. Tonight, we are choosing to just relax. I have been reading on the couch for most of the day while the guys have been doing whatever it is they do. When I finally finish my book, I go upstairs to put it away before I find the guys.
I walk into the room, but stop when I see Raul and Adrian kissing. Arms wrap around me, and I lay my head back on Brent’s shoulder as we watch them. They are so lost in this passionate kissing that they don’t even see us.
“You like watching them, Nia?” Brent whispers in my ear. I nod, and he kisses my neck just below my ear. I whimper softly when he slips his hand into my pajama pants and panties to lightly stroke my clit. “Fuck, you are soaked. I think I like it when you read all that filth.”
I am watching Raul pull Adrian’s cock out and stroke him as he strokes himself with his other hand, and I swear, I could come just from watching. They both glance over with smiles when I moan softly, but Raul lays Adrian back on the bed to work his pants off. When he leans down and takes Adrian's cock to the back of his throat, Brent leaves me standing at the door to go to Raul. He fists his cock and starts stroking him as he sucks and bobs his head up and down on my husband’s dick, and I am in fucking love. I move closer when Brent starts stroking himself too, and their gravely moans fill the room.
I lean against the bed to watch them, but freeze when they suddenly stop and look at me. “What?” I ask with a small voice. “I can go…”
“No,” Adrian growls as he grabs my arms and pulls me onto the bed. When I get close enough, he easily pulls me on top of him to straddle his mouth. I am facing Raul as he grips my ass and starts licking my pussy. He slides his tongue in deep before dragging it up across my clit where he starts suckling on me.
Raul brings Adrian’s legs up to hold the backs of his knees, and I watch as he slowly fills his ass. Adrian growls against my pussy and sucks harder on me, making my moan louder as my legs tremble. Adrian’s cock is in desperate need of attention, and right as I think about it, Raul grabs me by the hair and pullsme down to take Adrian’s cock to the back of my throat. Raul holds his legs and starts fucking his ass harder as I suck and bob up and down. Anytime I try to pull back, Raul pushes me back down on his cock, forcing me to take as much as I can. Adrian has a tight grip on my ass, spreading me open. I am so lost in the feeling of Adrian’s tongue that I don’t realize Brent is close until he suddenly pushes into my ass and starts fucking me hard, forcing me to grind my pussy against Adrian’s mouth. He sucks and bites my clit, making me scream around his cock. Raul fucks Adrian to the same rhythm as Brent is fucking me. His cock feels so damn amazing buried in my ass.
Everything goes from a blissful heaven to all of us jumping up from the bed when we hear a gunshot. I instantly start freaking the fuck out when they rush around to get dressed, but it’s Adrian who wraps me in a robe and snaps me out of my panic with a hard kiss. He is about to say something, but the bedroom door slams open instead, making me scream. Panic sinks into my bones when I see Caleb with a gun pointed at Adrian’s head.
