Page 70 of Heathens

I felt a fresh rush of heat race to my core as I leaned back into his chest, loving the sense of being claimed.

He shifted me on his lap until I was fully sitting on him, my dress riding up and exposing more of my legs. He had a way of making me feel tiny, delicate, and… as if I belonged. His hands roamed up and down my thighs, lightly rubbing the soft skin.

A moment later, a woman in red lingerie approached the table and stood, hands clasped in front of her, her eyes downcast.

“There’s our good girl,” Soren said. “Are you thirsty?”

The woman nodded, and said, “Yes, Sir.”

Soren leaned back against the leather, spreading his legs. “Go ahead then. Drink.”

The woman dropped to her knees and crawled beneath the table. I watched in stunned silence as she settled between Soren’s legs. His cock was exposed as his pants rode down his hips.

A moment later, the woman’s pretty mouth was wrapped around his cock and he was exhaling loudly.

I leaned back so I could get a better look, arching my neck at the first public blowjob I’d ever seen. I breathed out when I saw Soren reach out and grab the woman by her red hair. He didn’t thrust, he just held her, using her for his pleasure.

The woman’s eyes were cast down, her mouth moving up and down on his cock. Her hands were on her knees, her ass sticking up in the air. I could see her thighs trembling and I was sure she was close to orgasm simply from drinking from his cock.

Locke’s thumb rubbed up and down my inner thigh, edging closer to my panties. “Be careful, baby girl. I’d hate to have to punish you for breaking my rules.”

I bit my lip as I watched with wide eyes as the woman licked Soren’s dick. “She’s really doing that,” I whispered, my face burning with embarrassment and arousal from being caught watching.

“She’s a good cum slut,” Locke said as he stroked my thigh. “She’s going to drink from every cock at this table.”

Jealousy shot through me at the thought of her sucking Locke’s cock. My eyes widened as Soren’s dick glistened from her mouth. She opened her mouth and let Soren’s cock slipbetween her lips again and again. Faster and faster until Soren tugged on her hair and let out a guttural moan, coming in her mouth.

She was panting by the time she reached Merrick’s lap, his cock already out and waiting for her.

“Can I have another, Sir?” she asked, leaning into his lap and licking his cock from base to tip.

“You want some more cock, hmm?” Merrick asked as he stroked his shaft.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then suck away,” he said, taking a drink of his cocktail as if having a woman between his legs giving him head was a normal occurrence.

And for these men, I had no doubt it was.

The table blocked most of my view and the only way I’d be able to truly see the act was by repositioning. But then Locke would know I was trying to see.

I looked up at Merrick’s face as he clearly was having his dick sucked beneath the table, and there was something dark in his eyes.

“Do you like watching?” Locke asked in my ear.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice strangled. “But you said I couldn’t.”

“I said there would be consequences. That’s very different.”

My head was spinning, and my body throbbed with need. I was torn between wanting to see what was happening under the table and being too scared to try.

I sighed as I turned back toward Locke and saw him completely focused on my face and nothing else. Locke’s hand kept up a slow, easy rhythm on my thigh. His touch, in spite of being so soft, was as arousing as anything else in this room.

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“Truth?”

“Always.”

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