Page 29 of Accidentally Yours

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I glanced down instinctively. The demon's rune on my inner thigh was visible through the thin fabric of my dress,pulsing with soft golden light. Anyone who looked closely would know exactly how aroused I was.

My face burned. My core ached. And Darius hadn't even touched me yet.

He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear, his breath warm and dark. "You wanted attention. You're getting it. But you don't get to come. Not here. Not tonight. You're going to sit in this booth, soaked and desperate, while we decide what to do with you." His voice dropped to a whisper. "And when we get home, you're going to take everything we give you. Every single one of us. Until you can't remember that bartender's name."

I whimpered. I couldn't help it. Under the table, Lucien's hand slid higher, his fingers pressing against my clothed core. I was soaked—I could feel it, could smell my own arousal thick in the air—and he made a low, approving sound.

"So wet," he growled. "So ready. And you're not going to get a single thing until we say so."

Azrael's cool fingers continued their maddening trail up and down my arm. Darius's whispered threats filled my ear. Lucien's hand pressed against me, not moving, justthere, a constant reminder of what I couldn't have.

I was surrounded. Claimed. Tortured.

And I had never been more turned on in my life.

The rest of the evening passed in a blur of torment. They kept me on the edge for hours—touching, teasing, whispering—but never letting me tip over. By the time we left the bar, I was trembling, my thighs slick, my mind a haze of unfulfilled need.

In the car, Darius pulled me onto his lap. His hand slid up my dress, finding my soaked underwear, and he made a sound of dark satisfaction.

"Good girl," he murmured. "You didn't come. You waited."

"I didn't have a choice," I gasped.

"No." His silver eyes glittered in the darkness. "You didn't."

The drive back to the manor was the longest of my life. And when we finally crossed the threshold, four sets of hands reaching for me at once, I knew the night was only just beginning.