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“You’re ours, Doll.
“Ours to tease.
“Ours to use.”
I thrash against the chains as Reid and JD continue to lave at my breasts, driving me to the brink with just their lips and tongues alone.
I scream again, desperate for more.
To demand they give me everything.
But even without Mav’s warning, I know that nothing I say will change their game plan.
They’ve discussed this. Planned this. Nothing I do is going to sway them.
Mav’s lips land on my neck again and I swear my nipples get even harder as he peppers soft yet wet kisses on my skin.
When he gets to the juncture between my neck and shoulder, he bites down and I cry out as it hits me right in the clit.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I groan, rubbing my thighs together with my need for some friction.
Noticing what I’m trying to do, JD tsks before forcing my legs wider.
“Oh no, little dove. You don’t get a say in your pleasure tonight. Everything you’re going to get is going to be delivered by us.”
“All of us.”
Every muscle in my body sags at his words.
My desperation for them has reached a whole new level of intensity.
“Strip her,” Reid demands, speaking for the first time.
His deep voice rumbles through the air, making my nerve endings tingle.
Rough fingers brush my back before the straps of my tank and bra are shredded. Mav releases my ruined bra, letting my heavy breasts fall free and the ripped fabric falls from my body. The second he drags my tank down, two burning hands take their weight, squeezing with a dizzyingly perfect pressure.
My leggings go next, leaving me hanging here for my men in just my G-string.
“Wait,” I cry when all touch and warmth leave my body.
They haven’t gone, though; their heated stares ensure my blood continues boiling through my veins.
“All the cameras are pointed this way, right?” JD asks, making my heart skip a beat.
The thought of them watching it back later, watching me stand here totally at their mercy is way hotter than I’m sure it should be.
Reid laughs, confirming what we all already know. He’s got this under control.
“So what’s next then, Boss?” Mav taunts.
Fabric rustles before the scrape of metal fills the air.
What the hell is he doing?
“I know she’s pretty when she bleeds, but I didn’t think—” JD’s words are cut off as Reid—I assume—tugs the thin strap of my G-string from my body and slices through it like butter just like Mav did my top.
The lace falls from my body and floats down to the floor. How it doesn’t land with a slap from how wet I am for them, I’ve no idea.
