Page 22 of Room Two

Aziel’s lips find my neck while a set of hands find the hem of my blouse. With my bodice already discarded, pulling off the white silk is easy.

His touch turns revering. “I swear to God, I’ve never seen more beautiful breasts. Fuck. Look at those sweet cherries, men.” Aziel tosses my blouse to the side and I’m suddenly lifted and placed on the end of a table.

I tremble at the power of his words.

My skirt with the high slit spreads open to my waist and my eyes touch the exposed skin of my thigh before raising to find his. When I stand there is no clue the slit goes all the way up. Sitting like this. My smile grows sultry the way his gaze drinks me in. Well, I guess my little secret is revealed.

“Men, I think we’re gonna like what we find under that skirt.” His expression turns downright wicked, pulling a shudder so strong from me my body takes it as a sign to cream. If they don’t hurry I’ll be wetting my skirt and their table.

I spread my thighs and prop my heel on the edge of the large table. The slight movement causes my skirt to fall more open.

“Did you do that forus?” Gage asks. His finger dips into my wet channel. Shocked at his boldness, I cry out. Without penetrating me, he drags his finger through my juices.

All three stand in front of me like a pack of wolves ready for a buffet of carnal delights.

“Yes. Do you like what you see?”

Gage is in the middle with the other two flanking him, Aziel and Rush each push me to lay back on the massive kitchen table.

A couple of tugs and flips and my sandals fall to the floor.

Spread wide, Gage takes the edge of my skirt where the slit starts and slowly peels it back the rest of the way to reveal my bare, dripping wet folds.

I smile.

“And no panties? Sweetheart, you should know better than to leave the house without all your clothes.”

And just like the atmosphere in the large cabin shifts from steamy to scorching.

My smile drops and in its place is a hard flush.

“I did it for you. All three of you. I have nothing to hide,” I lie. Well, physically nothing to hide anyway. Honestly, I don’t recognize this version of myself but I am starting to really love her. She’s bolder than I have even dared. Stronger, too. I’m both of those things, sure, but not to this degree. This new version of myself is teaching me I can have what I want as long as it isn’t harming anyone or myself.

Strong hands lift my ass off the table and my skirt joins my sandals and blouse on the floor.

My ass hits the table after I’ve been divested and I’m placed at the edge.

I swallow a scream of shock when Gage’s thick stubble grates the insides of my thighs and then my bare folds. His friends hold me open leaving Gage’s fingers and mouth to do all the dirty things.

His trailing fingers travel from the soaked channel of my pussy to play with the bud of my rear entrance.

Using his thumb and finger, he opens my folds and blows warm air over my clit. My pussy clenches out of need to have his attention there and he only chuckles in this low rumble of appreciation.

“Greedy pussy is already begging so sweetly.” He drags his thick, warm tongue in the V of my thigh, teasing me higher and higher without going where I need him most. And the bastard knows it.

“Allow me, brother.”

I look down my body at the sight of Aziel leaning in. And it hits me. I am about to be claimed by three men. My virgin body can’t take three men. Can it? My core tightens and the amount of lust dripping into my veins says I am and I will.

But they don’t know. They’ll take me and then…surprise.

“Wait, there’s something…oh, God, yes!”

Thick fingers slide into my warm channel and I instantly clamp down. My virgin walls stretch to accommodate one and then two fingers. Shaking with fire for blood, I know what is coming next.

I shake my head from side to side, unable to form words from how delicious the pain feels shooting through me. It’s as though every nerve ending in my body vibrates with anticipation of more and ecstasy all at once.

He dips his finger into my core and drags it out. Over and over he works me at his pace. I push against his touch, but the other two hold me in place, not letting me move.


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