“But you didn’t come for him, did you?” I laughed, pulling out and starting to fuck her in earnest now. “You never came for any of them. Or even felt the bite of pleasure.”
I pinched her nipple and she squirmed beneath me. “Because. They. Weren’t. Me.”
Just as her whimper all but turned to a scream, I pulled out of her.
“No!” she cried, turning and reaching for me.
But I pulled back. “On your knees.” I pointed forcefully at the floor of the tour bus. It was carpeted on the sitting room beside the kitchen, but well-trod.
“What?” She looked confused. “Can’t you just keep—”
“Knees or we’re done. Now.”
“That’s not your call.” Mason stepped forward. “I’ve had about enough of this—”
But Luna dropped down on her knees and bowed her head.
I stepped forward and petted her hair, grinning at Mason. He bit down hard on his lip, obviously fuming. He wanted nothing more than to knock me into next week. But he cared too much about Luna, and she was obviously enjoying everything I was doing to her.
“Tank, get over here,” I said.
Tank had been standing in the corner, arms crossed over his chest. “Hey man, I don’t wanna—”
“Luna, do you wanna suck Tank’s cock? ’Cause I want you to suck Tank’s cock. I saw you do that in the alley too, and it was fucking hot. And I’ve seen the way Tank looks at you. He’s hard right now. Just look at him.”
Luna’s head popped up, and even though Tank held both hands in front of himself, his bulge was still clear. He was a large man in every way. Good thing I didn’t intimidate easily.
“Come on, man. Her mouth will feel great around your cock.” I grabbed Luna’s hair in my hand, a makeshift ponytail.
“Luna?” Tank leaned over to make eye contact with Luna, checking in with her.
Her eyes were wide, but she nodded and reached out a hand to him. I could see the guy was shaking as he walked forward, unbuckling his belt.
Mason was shaking too, with rage. I smiled as I clenched Luna’s hair tighter in my fist. I’d dominated many women but this was the first time it had ever felt this—
Satisfying.
This was really fucking satisfying to have Luna—bratty, flirty, badass Luna, on her hands and knees following my every command. It just went to show that if you made someone needy enough, and desperate enough—
Tank took out his dick.
“Crawl to him,” I ordered.
Luna blinked, looked up at me and frowned. But then she did it, her ass wagging as it went. Oh, she was pushing it, wasn’t she?
“Now suck it like a popsicle. We’re all fucking watching you. That’s right. Open up. Wider. Wider. I know it’s a stretch. There you go. Now suck.”
She started sucking and slurping as I guided her head up and down on Tank’s cock. Tank swore and put his hands behind his head, eyes glued to the scene below where Luna was bobbing on his cock.
Tank’s dick was almost too big for her. His shaft was smaller at the head and got wider and wider the further down the base. When I pushed her head down, choking her on him, her mouth was stretched so wide, obscenely fucking wide—
“Goddamn, you’re the most fucking beautiful sight I’ve ever seen,” I growled. “Look at you, perfect little slut. Tank’s gonna die if he doesn’t come soon.”
Tank growled but didn’t budge. It was Luna doing all the moving on him—with me gripping her hair as encouragement.
“Okay, enough,” I said. “Let Tank’s big dick out of your mouth.”
She did, with a wet pop. Tank’s shaft dropped out of her mouth, hefting back to swing between his legs.
“Now what do you think, Pet?” Using Luna’s hair, I directed her head towards Mason. “Do you think we should let grumpy-pants here play?”
SIX
MASON
I wanted to tell Bishop to fuck off.
I’d tell him that after I’d grabbed Luna and tossed a damn blanket over her. I couldn’t believe she was naked and at our feet! That I’d just watched two of her holes get penetrated by two of our other bandmates’ dicks—
Fuck, this was too much. I needed out of here. I needed—
Luna held out her hand towards me. It was her face that really got to me, though. Or rather, the expression on it. Her eyes were pleading.
Like she’d be sad if I left, and disappointed. Like I wasn’t the only one who’d spent nights in the damn bunks dreaming of this…
I wavered.
Who the fuck was I kidding? This was Luna. I’d take her any way I could get her. Even if it was at the behest of my worst fucking enemy. I didn’t care if he was my bandmate. I hated the guy. It hadn’t started that way but that’s sure how it had ended up. He was a constant needle in my side and he salted the wound daily.