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Sawyer’s face scrunches with confusion. “Why the fuck would Zade leave you a calling card when he doesn’t want you to know shit about any of this?” He lets out a breath and goes back to pacing in front of the door. “Look, just sit down and shut up, and we’ll all be out of here soon.”
“I—” I shake my head, the unease and wariness making me feel sick. Not knowing what else to do, I walk across the room and crack open a wooden carton before peering in with a smile. My hand curls around the neck of a bottle, and I pull it out, glancing over the label and not understanding a word of it. Though it’s definitely French, so it must be good.
Popping the top, I bring the bottle right to my lips. If I’m going to suffer in here with two assholes and a backstabber, then the best I can do is make sure I don’t remember it.
Chapter 16
OAKLEY
TheexpensiveFrenchChampagnemakes its way through my body, taking away the unease and fear of being locked in this room, and suddenly making me feel much braver than I actually am. The bottle is just about empty as I shuffle around the room, watching the way my golden gown swishes with my movements.
I’m a princess. A horny princess. All I need is a pretty tiara, a castle, and a strapping young man packing a lot of heat. I’d be the happiest girl in the world.
The thought of ever being able to accomplish something like that has an unladylike chuckle forcing its way through my lips, and the sound has Dalton’s head pulling up. He watches me with desire, and I like it so much, but I’ll be damned if I let him touch me again. Though that doesn’t mean I can’t make him hurt.
I lock my eyes onto his as I keep my body moving through the room. My fingers brush over my collarbone and I watch as his attention drops to my hand. I slowly skim it down my body, between the plunging neckline of my gown, and let a seductive smile fly free across my face.
I have both Sawyer’s and Cross’s attention too, but I keep my eyes locked on Dalton, watching the way his cock thickens in his pants. So fucking delicious.
This is going to be fun.
Striding toward Dalton, I keep my eyes locked on his, making sure there’s just enough sway in my hips to hold every last ounce of his attention. I walk right up to him, my finger brushing up his strong arm as he sits before me. I trail it over his wide shoulder as I make my way behind him and then lean down, my lips right at his ear. My tongue pokes out and I roll it up the side of his neck before capturing his earlobe between my teeth.
Dalton groans and adjusts his monster cock in his pants, the outline of his piercing staring back at me. “Just so you know,” I tell him, my voice so low he turns his head just to hear me. “I’m going to fuck your friends.”
Glancing up, I peer over at Cross who watches the way Dalton’s face falls. “I think I’ll start with him,” I tell Dalton. “Good God, he’s big. I bet he’s even bigger than you. I won’t lie though, that cock of yours was delicious. It’s a shame I’m going to fuck your friends so hard it’ll erase any memory of you ever being there.”
I roll my tongue over my bottom lip, letting him see the hunger in my eyes. His jaw clenches as he realizes just how far I’m willing to take this. “I bet a man like that likes to go in bare. He’ll fuck me until I scream, and once he’s done and his warm cum is trailing down my thigh, I’ll fuck Sawyer, and it’ll be his name on my lips.”
“Be my guest, Firefly,” he says, swallowing hard. “You know no one will be able to fuck you like I did, but if you want to whore yourself out, that’s your business.”
I moan his name in his ear, and his whole body tightens. “I changed my mind,” I whisper, and a ray of hope briefly sparks in his eyes, but I’m not the one, and today is not the day. I’m more than happy to shut him down all over again. “I’m gonna fuck them together. Cross in my tight little cunt, while Sawyer claims my ass, and all you’ll be able to do is watch.”
Dalton scoffs. “Whatever you say. They won’t fucking touch you.”
“No?” I question, brushing my hand under his chin and forcing him to glance back at his friend. “Look how they’re watching me. See the hunger in their eyes? They want to taste me, fuck me, feel me squeezing their cocks. They wanna know how warm it is, how tight it is. They wanna know everything that you do. Don’t try to deny it, Dalton. You’re the one who put the thoughts in their heads. You’re the one who left them wondering what’s so fucking good about me. Why’s this bitch got Dalton Eros in such a fucking bind?”
Dalton tears his chin out of my grasp, and I see the frustration clouding his eyes. Without waiting for whatever insult is coming my way, I stride across the room, taking another swig of Champagne. I don’t know how this is going to go or who’s going to end up where, all I know is that I’m down for whatever’s coming my way. Whether Dalton can find the balls to demand I get on my knees or not.
I reach the door, raise my hand to the small dimmer by the frame, and give it a subtle turn, letting the room darken around us. I leave just enough light for Dalton to witness every last thing I plan to do to his friends, and as I turn back to them, I find all three of their heated stares locked on me.
None of them make a move, leaving the ball in my court, and I take full advantage. Glancing between Sawyer and Cross, I know without a doubt that Sawyer would be the easiest to crack, but I’m not interested in easy. I like a fucking challenge, and something tells me that getting Dalton’s friends to worship at my feet is going to be the best kind of revenge.
Reaching up my back, my fingers curl around the small zipper, and I slowly drag it down as I move closer to Cross. His eyes lock onto my body, watching as the fabric loosens around me. I trail my fingers up to my shoulder and he follows the movement just as I knew he would. I push the thin strap off my shoulder and the dress bunches around the top of my breast, the low lighting creating a soft glow across my skin.
His dark eyes become hooded, and I step right between his legs, reaching down to his hand and bringing it up to touch my body, gently pressing it against the curve of my breast. My hand overlaps his and I apply more pressure, letting him know just how badly I crave his touch. His thumb stretches out, brushing over my nipple, and I suck in a breath as it hardens beneath his touch.
I release my hand, leaving him to explore, and he doesn’t hesitate, brushing his fingers across my chest to my other shoulder and pushing the flimsy strap down my arm. The dress falls to the ground and I step out of it, making a point to remain in my heels.
His heavy gaze sails down my body, examining every inch of skin as I stand before him in nothing but a black thong. Cross trails his fingers down my waist and over my hip, and just before he slides them lower between my legs, he stands, crowding over me.
My gaze lifts to his, and it’s only then I realize just how heavy I’m breathing. “You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he mutters, that thick, rich tone making my pussy weep.
The tension rises between us, and knowing damn well what I want, I reach toward him, tugging his dress shirt out of his pants before gripping his belt buckle and tugging him into me. “I think you and I both know I’m fully aware of what I’m asking for. Just as we both know exactly how hard you’re going to give it to me.”
His gaze hardens, watching me as his hand grips my waist, his snake peeping out of the neckline of his shirt. “Here’s what’s going to happen,” I tell him, adopting that same authoritative tone Dalton used with me on the roof, telling him exactly what I want and how he’s going to do it. “You and Sawyer are going to man the fuck up and rail me until I scream, and we’re going to do it right here until Dalton can’t possibly take it anymore. He’s going to watch, and he’ll have no choice but to fuck himself right there in that chair. Are we clear?”
“I don’t take orders from the likes of you,” he says, looking at me as though I’m beneath him, and right now, I’m more than okay with that. The less attachment there is, the harder he’ll be willing to fuck. “I’ll fuck you how I want, where I want, and you’re going to take it like a good little whore.”
