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I stare away from him and take in the view before me. Her tan legs are slightly parted, and the hem of her red dress is pooling around her waist, so I can see her damp underwear. My cock grows harder when the material of her underwear clings to her puffy lower lips as she shifts her hips a little on the table. I groan as she grabs the waistband of her panties and lifts her ass to slide them down her legs. She dangles them on her finger and turns her head towardsTey just before she flings her underwear at his grinning face. I shake my head as he grips the material and brings it up to his nose with a big sniff.

“How’s she smell?” Dom asks in a deep voice, his accent growing thicker.

“Like something I can’t wait to taste. Pure sweetness.” Tey chuckles in delight at the collective moans of agony from us and pockets her panties with a wink.

“Spread your legs, baby girl, and show us what’s ours,” Logan demands from behind her, his knuckles gripping the edge of the table as if he’s trying to hold himself back.

I feel like I’m dying, starving for her. I place my hands on the table by the outside of her bent knees and bow my head with a deep inhale, practically tasting her on my tongue already.

“And then?” she questions, biting her lip as she peers up at me.

“Ever played Russian roulette?” Tey asks, rubbing his hands together, and then produces his unicorn from god knows where, placing the stuffed animal on the table in clear view of Tillie.

“No,” she responds breathlessly as I lean farther down until my shoulders bunch together beneath my leather vest and skim my nose up the soft skin of her left leg.

My eyes roll in the back of my head at the intoxicating smell of jasmine, mint, and slight hints of vanilla from her body lotion. If I didn’t sound like such a creep in my own head, I’d sniff her all day like a drug addict.

“One of my favorite games of life and death. Are we doing what I think we’re about to do?” Dom’s lips twitch as he steeples his hands together on top of the table and watches our girl tremble when I blow hot breaths over the small crease of her knee.

“Yes.” Nicky chuckles deeply and leans forward in his seat to grasp Tillie’s upper thigh. She’s spread out like a butterfly with the sides of her legs flat on the table.

“What are you going to do?” I watch her body break out with goosebumps as she asks that loaded question.

“We are going to see how many orgasms we can get out of you. It might be painful, but you’ll come for us. Won’t you, baby girl?” Logan raises a brow, almost daring her to say no.

“I’d be careful what comes out of your mouth next, little bitch. Five men to please you; we could do this all day. You have to know we don’t back down from a challenge.” I love seeing her dark eyes staring down at me between her legs and mouth, hanging open in shock.

This is going to be fun. I’m very competitive.

Tillie

“Yes,” I breathe out softly, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I shake with desire on the table.

Everything has felt like a nightmare in the last twenty-four hours up to this point. I’m scared shitless, sad, but overall… I’m fucking furious.

Hehas Rig. My dad.

This whole time. I almost wish Rig was dead, that he hasn’t had to suffer, and it makes me feel guilty even thinking that. I can’t imagine what he’s been through in Cruz’s care. A regular person would question why Cruz would do something like this. The answer is so obvious that it hurts my stomach. It was just another way for him to torture me and have control over my life.

Ownership.

It all really comes down to that.

I’ve wasted so much of my short life so far, living in fear of Cruz. I told myself no more. No tears or pain. This time it’s different, though. I feel like I’m shaking all over, so angry that if someone handed me a knife, I’dprobably go on a rampage to track down Cruz to stab him over and over for each time he’s hurt me.

“Any means necessary?” Dom asks, his throaty voice making me shiver and bringing me back to the present.

“Yes. But if she comes before you do, you pass her on to the next guy. I have a feeling we’ll all have blue balls since our girl is quick to trigger. The rules of the game are that she comes first, no matter what,” Logan explains, bending over my head to trail his lips down my cheek until he ends at my jawline and gently bites down.

I gasp, not sure which sensation to focus on, since Dalton bites my thigh at the same time as Logan. Two sharp stings piece me together, already making my stomach clench in need.

“Hear that? Gotta make our sweet cherry squirt real fast so we can cum inside her. I’ll be a daddy just yet,” Tey mutters in barely contained delight next to me, making me choke on my own spit as he talks to his stuffed unicorn with narrowed eyes, like he’s challenging his stuffed animal to argue with his plans.

“No. You aren’t coming in her pussy, Tey. You’ll cover her breasts instead and rub your cum in her skin so she knows who she belongs to,” Nicky commands next to Tey, who sputters and gapes at his unicorn like it’s betrayed him.

“It’s only a matter of time,” Tey mumbles under his breath with a pout as Nicky looks at me and winks.

My chest flushes pink with a blush, wholly flustered and turned on by a wink. God, these guys. I’m hopelessly in love and will do just about anything they say to please them. It’s strange. Six months ago, when they told me to get on my knees in the garage, I was fueled with so much anger. I didn’t know what to do with the feelings then. But I swear, if one of them said get on your knees at this moment, I’d be inthe praying position so fast that my prayers would be answered right away.

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