“Do you think a man would actually approach me?” I raise my brow.
Kerr shrugs. “If we gave you room, a man or a woman may approach, but the possibility of not having at least one of our hands on you throughout the evening is highly unlikely.”
“Plus, the high slits give us all the access we want.” O’Dell grins, and now I know they real motivation.
“I presume there will be women they’re wearing practically nothing?”
Both of my men nod. “Yes.”
“What about Epi and Leti? What will they be wearing?”
They shrug. “Honestly, we haven’t met them yet. This will be our first introduction as well.”
“You guys are super territorial of your women, aren’t you?”
“Has that not been made abundantly obvious yet?”
I giggle. “No, it has, but on you guys I like it.”
Dem walks in fully dressed. His jacket and tie with cuff links and tie bar are giving him an air of sophistication that makes me weak in the knees.
“God dammit. Get the fuck out of here and let her get dressed.” Then he seems to notice they untied my robe, the sides hanging open. “Has somebody been teasing you, Angel?”
I nod and point at Kerr. I have no problem telling on him.
Kerr smacks his lips as his response.
“But you haven’t come yet, correct?”
“No, I haven’t come.” I whine, but it’s mostly for show. I know the game.
“Good girl.”
O’Dell reaches around me, his finger going directly to the plug in my ass. Then he taps it a couple times, as if to prove to himself that it’s there. “You’re wearing this tonight, correct?”
“Yes, although I hope you’ll be removing it later.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying, I hope the three of you got us a room, because I want to give myself to you completely tonight, and I want to do it there so we can wipe away the memory of any other woman you guys have shared there—because I’m a possessive bitch, too.”
O’Dell’s green eyes sparkle, as he frames my face and kisses my lips. “Cupcake, you erased the memory of every other woman the day we met. And yes, we do have a room. We wouldn’t take you there and not give you the full experience. Tonight, will be special for all of us.”
Dem frowns. “Get the fuck out of here and get dressed so we can go.”
O’Dell and Kerr chuckle, smacking me on the ass and walking out of my bedroom.
“Do you like the dress, Angel?” Dem looks at me with his gold-green eyes, genuine hope in his smile.
“I’ve never worn anything like this, but yes, I love it.”
“Can I help your get dressed?”
“No, I have to have some surprises for you.”
“Okay, Angel. I’ll see you downstairs.”
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