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Domenic
I watch every emotion flicker across her face. A part of her wants to say no, to tell me to go to hell, but she knows she can’t. A potentially dangerous man is out there somewhere, and right now, we look like the better option.
“Okay,” she says, her voice breathy. “I’ll take your proposal and think it over.”
“Think it over?” I prompt.
“Yes. Until I make my decision, we can act as we have been.”
I can’t help the smile that spreads across my lips. Acting as we have been basically means she is ours. Still, I want her to say it, acknowledge it. Motherfucking pledge it.
Still, we can have some fun in the meantime. I know we’ll need to be careful with her, to make sure we don’t push her so far that we make her ill, but we’ll be able to enjoy ourselves. We’ll be able to craft her into our own perfect little doll to have and to fuck whenever and wherever we want. I know Tino’s already had his turn with her.
The thought has me hard already. I’m tempted to take her here, in Kirill’s room, but like I already told her, I want everyone to know she’s ours.
I touch her cheek. “You look pale. You need to eat, and it’s lunchtime already.” I glance over to the others. “Let’s go and find something to eat.”
The guys both look a little disappointed, but they don’t understand what I have in store.
Does she still hate me? Probably a little.
We go into the cafeteria. It feels strange to see all these other students. For a while, I’d almost completely forgotten they existed. All there has been is us.
As we find ourselves back among our peers, I step things up a notch, and I sense Tino and Kirill doing the same, becoming the men we’re expected to be around campus. The Devils. Our bruised and bloodied faces get some extra glances, but no one dares say anything.
How far will Mackenzie let me push this?
I look to Tino. “I think our Duchess should have a chicken salad for lunch today.”
She opens her mouth to protest, and I lift a hand to stop her. “You eat what we tell you. Let’s play this next hour as if you’re already our perfect doll. Give you a taste.”
Tino goes to get her food. We find a table and sit down. I deliberately choose the seat beside her.
I fold my forearms on top of the table. “Have you heard of something called free use, Mackenzie?”
Her pretty mouth quivers and she blinks. “No, I don’t think so.”
“It means we can fuck you whenever and however we want, and you don’t get to say no to us. Ever. Your body is our toy to use for our own pleasure. I am going to give you a little taste of the heaven we can show you.”
“What if I’ve got my period?”
Kirill gives a short laugh. “You think that would stop us wanting you? Your blood is as fascinating to me as the rest of you.”
“Now,” I say, “spread your legs.”
Her eyes go round. “What? Here?”
“Of course. I want access to your pussy.” I wish she wasn’t wearing pants, but at least they’re sweatpants with some stretch and plenty of room. Her narrow stomach disappears beneath the waistband. I push my hand down the front and cup her pussy.
“Dom!” she exclaims and leans forward to close the gap between her and the table, trying to hide what I’m doing from the room full of people.
“Duchess, I will fuck you on top of this table with your panties around your ankles if you don’t sit up straight.”
She lets out a whimper but straightens her spine so it’s pressed to the back of the chair. “Good girl. Now, spread those thighs for me.”
I press two fingers against the lacy material of her panties, already feeling the material dampen. I add some pressure, and, beneath the heel of my hand, her stomach muscles tighten and she draws in a breath. I find her clit and use the friction of the material to intensify the sensation of me touching her. Her cheeks have pinked up prettily, and her gaze darts around, clearly watching to see if anyone else has noticed what I’m doing. I’ll finger her in front of a whole fucking audience if it proves to them that she is mine.
Tino arrives back to the table with her salad. He glances down at where my hand is pushed down the front of her sweatpants.
