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“Kind of hard to do when we have him locked in a cell at another location.” Fynn grins wickedly.
“No! You have to let him go. He doesn't know anything!” She pleads as she looks at each of us.
There is no sneer, glare, or angry look toward us...just pure concern for the big football player. I study her as the room quietens, and I know the guys are doing the same. I only come to one conclusion as to why she's pleading with us.
I straighten my back, “You love him, don't you?”
“We need to take herto the lake house,” I tell the guys when we file up the stairs, “I don't think we will get any more out of her without incentive.”
“You want to use her feelings for Chris in order to get her to talk,” Oakley states, and I nod.
“So, we threaten harm to Chris, and Felicia will sing like a bird,” Jett grins, rubbing his hands together.
“Yes, but until we know for sure whether he has a part in this, we can't hurt him,” I give the giddy Lord a stern look.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I hear you. I don't know when you became the boss...” Jett mumbles under his breath, and I hide my laugh.
“When you grow a golden pussy like mine, then you can be boss,” I give him a cheesy grin.
“She ain't wrong there, bro,” Fynn laughs and pulls me to his chest to kiss my head.
“Fine, you win...” Jett smiles and pulls me away from Fynn, “How about you come to my room and remind me of what that golden pussy is like,” he wiggles his brows.
“No way, fucker!” Oakley pulls me into his arms. I'm like a fucking ragdoll, “She's still mine tonight. Kitty Cat and I need to finish where we left off,” he smirks down at me as he slides his hand up the inside of the shirt I'm wearing of his, “Don't we, Kitty Cat?”
“Mm, definitely,” I gasp as he shoves two fingers into me, “Someone might see, Oakley,” I barely try to pull away, not wanting to feel the loss of his fingers.
“It's the middle of the night, Kitty Cat. Everyone else is in bed.” Oakley says as he nibbles my ear.
“I just need a taste to hold me over,” Fynn steps closer, and suddenly my pussy stretches further as he pushes two of his own fingers inside me.
“Oh fuck...” I grind against Oakley and Fynn's hands as they fuck me.
“What am I, chopped liver?” Jett then lifts my left leg as his other hand joins his two best friend's hands.
The stretch is almost unbearable as my third Lord adds two more digits inside me, “It's too much!” I moan.
“Does it hurt?” Oakley asks with concern.
I shake my head, “No...”
“Good, then take it, Kitty Cat. Let us make you come so your Lords can taste you.”
I nod and let them do as they will, right here in the middle of the hallway, where anyone can see if they decide to come down for a midnight snack. I thrash my head back and forth as the pressure builds. With their fingers inside me and their mouths on different parts of my body, my climax builds fast.
“Give it to us, Lovely. That's it...I can see it building in those pretty blues...”
“Come, Little Saint...come now!” Fynn growls and my body listens to his command.
They don't cover my mouth when I cry out; they just watch in awe. I could wake the whole house up, but they don't care. They thrust their fingers in and out, fucking me fast and hard. Each thrust gets slipperier as I come hard.
“Fuck yes...look at her drip all over the floor,” Jett grunts.
By the time they are through with me, I feel like a limp noodle, and Oakley lifts me into his arms, “Don't sleep yet Kitty Cat. My cock wants inside you one last time.”
I happen to see Fynn and Jett's surprised looks at one another and then at my ass before glancing at Oakley, “Interesting...” Jett smirks as he traces the carving Oakley gave me.
Oakley shrugs, “Is it not the truth?”
