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“Yes. I mean, I do,” I reply, more than a little shakily.
“Then lean forward, Foxglove.” Pure seductive power coats his voice.
Pushing my weight off his lap, I do as he says and lean my forearms on the table. My ass perches on the edge of the seat, nestled between his thighs. As I do so, the gemstones tug on the chain affixed to my nipples, and my eyes glaze over a little. In front of me, there’s action and more noise, and I realize that my other two men are approaching the ring.
Raven is bare-chested, his tattooed torso glistens with sweat, and his sculpted abs descend in a v below the waistband of the fight shorts he’s wearing. Wet hair hangs across his eyes as he bends and threads himself through the ropes bordering the ring.
He looks like a fallen angel.
Ky takes up a position in the corner closest to him, and I watch as they lower their heads together to talk. My wolf doesn’t shake or bounce around like the guy who is waiting in the other corner. He’s calm and focused.
Lethally so.
“He looks good, doesn’t he.” Thorne runs his hungry touch up the outside of my thighs, and as he goes, the material starts to bunch up around my waist. I suck in a ragged breath, eyes darting around the tables in front of us.
“What are you doing?”
“Shh, just be a good girl for me.”
“Everyone will be able to see,” I whine.
“Don’t you think I would have already taken care of that…Don’t you think I would take care of my girl?” Thorne’s lips nibble at my ear.
God, I can barely contain the fluttering in my heart and my pussy hearing him like this.
“Do you trust me?”
“No.” Yes. I’m unwilling to admit how much of a lie that might be.
Thorne grunts in amusement. I do my best to ignore how dangerous hearing him laugh might be for my health.
“You’re a smart woman, Foxglove.” The handsome devil himself is hot and sinful against my neck.
Oh, fuck. I think my soul might have just died from swooning too hard.
Swallowing heavily, my attention falls on our position overlooking the room. No one can glimpse what we’re doing back here. I see it all clearly now. The tablecloth hangs right to the floor, and we’re positioned so that all the guests in front of us are facing forward. To look in our direction, someone would have to get up and turn around, and even then, they’d only see me from the waist up.
Thorne is indulging in a very calculated game tonight.
Because now, I also see what Ky meant about putting on a good show for them. Where they both stand, elevated in the ring, they will be able to see my face.
They might not be able to see what Thorne does to my body, but they’ll know every squirm and gasp and expression of pleasure. There’s no hiding from their scrutiny.
“You like having him see you like this.” It isn’t really a question. Thorne already knows too many of my secrets. I only wish I could say the same for the man currently edging me into slutty oblivion.
“You like watching him too.” My voice is a throaty rasp. I know we’re teetering on the edge of there being something more between Thorne and the other two men who have been in his life for a long time.
He fists my dress and shoves it over my hips. Exposing me fully to his inspection.
“Fucking hell.” His heavy palms grab each of my bared ass cheeks and he clutches my soft flesh. Jostling the butt plug and making me scrunch the tablecloth beneath my fingers with a gasp.
“Perfection.” The weight of his praise is almost too much. “You look incredible. Such a pretty and obedient girl for us, aren’t you?”
“Thank you for my present, Daddy.” I can barely get the words out.
Thorne grips one side tighter, his other hand slipping between me and where I’m perched with all my weight tipped forward. Roughly fondling my core he quickly discovers exactly how much of a mess I’m already in.
“Bare and dripping wet like a slut under that dress this whole time?”
