Gage grips my ass, spreads me wider andholy shit. His fingers find my ass.
Harsh breaths and gasping seem to be the only thing I can do right now. Gage rims my back entrance and flicks his tongue over my nub. God, please allow me this one sin.
“Yes,” I say panting and shimmying my hips unabashedly.
“Yes, what? Let us hear it.”
I know what he wants. Men of their age all love control and for once in my life, I don’t mind giving mine over for a little while.
“Yes, Sir.” I haven’t uttered those words since my father went to prison almost six years ago now.
“That’s a good girl,” Rush murmurs and kneels. This time it’s Gage taking my weight so his friend can have the fun.
I whimper and shake my head desperate for the release not caring which of the three gives it to me.
Out of nowhere, Nyx pops into my head and suddenly some of those questions I had for her are answered. Like, really? Three men?
Hell to the yes!
Aziel’s hands roam over my covered breasts, but dress or not, his fingers find my aroused nipples. He tweaks the hard tips through the material hard enough to make me moan. I arch into his touch, panting and sosoclose.
I look between the three of them with pleading eyes.
“We made a promise, beautiful. We will keep it.”
Rush’s rough stubble drags across my inner thighs and the second his lips find my clit, their promise hits home. The climax they’ve all worked to set off in me ignites. It’s like a chain reaction. One goes off and then another until a wave of erotic pleasure consumes me. My pussy clenches and releases, needing to feel more than just a hungry mouth or my hand.
“I need more. I need you. All three of you.”
“Have dinner with us tonight and you shall get what you crave.”
Rush stands, wiping my juices off his face. He looks satisfied, but the huge cock tearing at his zipper gives off a whole other story. If I were to reach in and stroke my hand down his length, would be he sticky with pre-cum? Would all of them?
“Dinner?”
Gage’s dark eyes are nearly black with desire. “And you’re the dessert.”
Four
Belle
An hour later I slide out of a cab and enter Club Genesis and immediately feel the shift of energy. Here it’s death, power, and money. Club Sin is something different altogether. Power for sure. Some of the most powerful people are members, but the decadent aura and welcoming energy don’t make me want to drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness, ironically given the place’s name.
I grab my phone and pull up my cousin’s chat. Sapphire Constantine is the only friend I have in this crazy world. Knowing she was still trying to get her bearings with her new job, I didn’t want to burden her with my crazy idea until I knew it would fly. I hated canceling our lunch plans, but I don’t hate the results. Tonight’s dinner date holds a lot of promise.
My stomach growls reminding me dinner is still hours away.
Besides, she has her own love worries. I mean, being head-over-heels for the enemy is one fat problem I wouldn’t want. The Southern Alliance has been on my brother’s shit list for years. Well, my father’s. My brother only inherited the list from him when he got busted by his girlfriend who turned out to be an undercover cop.
It’s a rollercoaster of a story, but I will say that I am so fucking happy I am not my brother. Being forced into a role you don’t want is not how I see life going for me.
I pause outside the large revolving glass doors of Club Genesis and wave my newspaper around me in case the heavy scent of sex clings to my dress. I wonder if I should run up and shower before seeing my brother.
An aging doorman steps out, ending my dilemma. “Young lady, this is not a building open to the public. I would kindly ask you to move along.”
I raise my gaze to find Mr. Valister’s aging one. White and black hair tops his head and peaks out a little at the edge of his black cap.
“Mr. Valister, you mean to say you don’t recognize your favorite Constantine?” I say teasingly.