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“Did you really think you could taunt me with everything I want all night and get away with it?” he asks her. “You’ve been naughty tonight, Reign, and it’s time you were punished.”
“Please,” she begs as his hand comes down on her ass.
Crying out, she jerks on the table as Raffiel reaches over, grabs Dal’s plate, and starts to eat his dessert too. That’s fine because Dal has his very own in front of him.
Grabbing a flat-edged bread knife from the table, Dal brings it down on her ass, the sound audible. She cries out, looking at me even as she pushes her ass back for more.
“Good girl,” Dal murmurs, and I move my chair to get a better view, watching as he slams into her greedy pussy. She screams, and he pulls out, slamming the knife down on her ass again. “Shh.”
I thought I would be jealous, but seeing them together is better than the aftermath. There is no jealousy now, only need.
Grabbing a strawberry from Cillian’s plate, Dal dips it inside her, fucking her with the fruit before bringing it to his mouth and swallowing it whole. “They are right, Reign, I’ll live on strawberries now.”
“Dal, please,” she begs. “Fuck me right now or I swear I’m going to jump one of the others.”
“I’d like to see you try,” he threatens, his voice cold, but she flips her hair and pushes back.
“Try me,” she hisses.
Gripping her chin, he bends over her, snarling into her face as he slams into her, watching as she writhes and screams for him, taking every inch of his huge cock. I scan the room quickly to make sure we have no spectators. They would be dead if they were watching, but the restaurant is completely empty. The staff is undoubtedly hiding in the back.
“Do not threaten me again, Reign. Not unless you are prepared for the consequences,” he warns before leaning up and gripping her hips as he slams into her, pushing the table forward with the force.
“Take her mouth,” Dal tells Cil. “We all know you want to. Silence our girl so they don’t call the police and I don’t have to kill them for trying to stop me from fucking what’s mine.”
“Glady,” Cillian says as he stands. “Turn that pretty head, baby.”
She does, her greedy eyes locking on him. Pulling his cock out, he strokes it as he watches her, and she licks her lips. “You want this, baby?” She nods, groaning when Dal slams into her. “You want to suck my cock? You want one of your men in your pretty pussy and the other in your mouth? Pumping you full of our cum?”
“Cil,” she says, her eyes closing in ecstasy. “Please.”
Fuck, she begs so sweetly.
Grabbing a strawberry, Cillian rubs it across her red lips before tossing it aside and sliding his cock into her mouth. She chokes as he thrusts all the way down her throat. Her eyes open, wide and watering, as he grips her chin and pulls out before pushing back in. He forces himself deeper as Dal hammers into her from behind, bringing that knife down and reddening her pretty ass.
Raffiel leans back, watching the whole thing with dark, glittering eyes. “She’s still making noises, boys. Maybe she needs more persuasion,” he remarks darkly with a chuckle.
“Can’t have that, can we?” Cillian murmurs, slamming into her mouth until she gags.
Their grunts are loud in the empty restaurant, while Raff and I just watch. I smile as she looks at us to check in.
“Good girl,” Raff praises, and Dal groans.
“Fuck, she loves it when you call her that. She almost strangled my cock,” he snarls, fucking her so hard, she’s forced deeper onto Cillian’s cock. Her mouth is stretched wide as he groans.
“Is he right, Miss Harrow? Do you like to hear that you are our good girl?” Raffiel says leisurely. Dal snarls, and I know that’s her answer. Grinning, I reach over and grab a strawberry, eating it as I watch them claim her body.
Her eyes roll back into her head, and she mewls around Cillian’s cock. Dal groans, his eyes closing and hips stuttering, and I watch him shatter, finding his release in her. He runs his lips down her back as he groans, pushing his cum deeper as Cillian grips her chin and forces her mouth wider. He bellows, his hips stilling as he pumps his cum into her. I watch her throat swallow before he pulls out and leans down, kissing her softly.
“She is our good girl.”
Damn right she is.
THIRTY-SEVEN
Raffiel sets his card down to pay, and something about that makes me want to cry. A waiter appears, and after he departs, Raff comes around, takes my hand, and leads me from the restaurant. I can walk, thank fuck, since they let me finish my wine as I recovered from them claiming me. I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. I don’t care if the staff heard or saw the mess on the table. It was worth it. The car is right out front, and Raff opens the door. Cil climbs in with Astro, and I clamber in behind them, relaxed and tired.
There’s no paparazzi, no reason to be on display, and I love it as I climb onto their laps as Dal and Raff get into the front and we take off, heading home.
