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“She has a point there,” Matthew says.
“Consider them an extension of my will,” I say. “They’ll be touching you with my blessing, and I’ll be right here, watching them fuck you.”
She flinches at the word fuck. I slant my lips over hers and lay claim to her mouth, penetrating her with my tongue to remind her of all the ways she could be penetrated. I taste her pent-up desire, her untapped sexual power. All tied up in her desperate need for release.
Grace whines softly as I break the kiss to tell her, “I know you’re struggling with the limitations I’ve placed on you. I’m offering an alternative to your suffering.”
She glances over at my friends.
“You really want me to do this?” she whispers.
The word no roars from deep within me, but I ignore it. If anything, my reluctance is a sign that this is the right thing to do.
I can own her, or I can fuck her, but I can’t do both.
As badly as I want to claim the forbidden parts of her body, I adore the rest of her far too much to give them up.
I brush my thumb over her cheekbone. “I do.”
She takes a deep breath, holds it, then exhales, just like I taught her to.
Her lips curve into the shape of a smile.
“Then I’ll do it, Sir. For you.”
My throat tightens. “Good girl.”
I turn her to face Dante and Matthew. My fellow Doms haven’t taken their eyes off her since she entered the room. As she moves toward them, I get the feeling that I’ve just sent my fluffy bunny to run with the wolves.
“Let’s give the ballerina something to dance to,” Matthew says. He taps on his phone, and within seconds, the room fills with the gentle lilt of classical music.
Grace’s careful stride evolves into dance steps as she tiptoes closer to Matthew. I imagine she finds it easier to turn seduction into a performance. He reaches for her arm, but she twirls out of reach at the last second. He chuckles, amused by her antics. She prances close and pulls away a few more times before Dante catches her by the throat.
She yelps as he tugs her leotard down off her shoulders, baring her breasts to the room.
“Told you I’d get that shirt,” Dante growls. He kisses her hard on the mouth and pinches her nipples. Irritation smolders into anger as I watch her struggle to free herself. He backs her up against the wall, wedging his thigh between her legs.
I move toward them on instinct with the intent to drag him the fuck off her, until Matthew steps in with a hand on my chest. He appeases me with a reassuring look, then turns his attention to Dante.
“Easy, D,” Matthew says, easing Dante back a step. “Virgin, remember?”
Dante growls, his voice thick with frustration. He allows Grace to slip away from the wall, but not so far that he can’t still reach her nipples. She flashes Matthew a look of gratitude, then gasps as he captures her hand, pressing her palm to his bulge.
“Have you ever touched a cock before?” Matthew asks.
“Not really.” She whimpers as Dante places her other hand on his erection.
“How about two at once?” he rasps.
She shakes her head. My little one can’t help rubbing her thighs together as she explores the hard cocks beneath her palms. My own cock throbs as I imagine her small hand sliding over me, squeezing gently, trying to wrap itself around my girth.
Matthew and Dante work together to peel her leotard all the way off. Rather than wrestle with her tights, Dante rips them open, exposing her.
Grace’s cheeks glow red as coals as the three of us stare hungrily at her bare pussy.
Of all the nights she could’ve chosen not to wear underwear...
Matthew lets out a long whistle.
