Page 44 of Four Masked Wolves


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I shoved them into the plastic bag, knowing that Thayer would want them—or at least, one of them would. They were all fucked up in the head anyhow. After pulling out the clean, fresh pair, I furrowed my brows at them and eyed them for any sort of … weirdness.

Those boys hadn’t come to this store to buy normal lingerie.

But the more I examined it, the more normal it looked.

Deciding that the piece of clothing wasn’t going to destroy my pussy somehow, I pulled them on under my dress and blew out a deep breath. They were a bit tight around the inner thigh area, but that was about it …

“You ready?” Gaian asked, peeking his head into the bathroom.

Jumping in surprise, I held a hand to my chest and cut my eyes to him. “What is wrong with you guys today?! First, you take me to a sex shop, and now, you’re peeping on me!”

“You’re ours,” Gaian said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. He clutched his side, where his bullet wound was. “We can do what we want with you.”

After snatching my purse and bag, I hurried out of the bathroom and toward the main room, where the guys were chatting among themselves and not staring at Mindy like the rest of the shoppers were.

“Come on,” I said. “Let’s get out of here. Odrin gives me the creeps.”

“Bye!” Mindy said, lifting her head slightly and waving to me. “See you next time.”

I gave her a small smile and rushed out of Arsenal’s Trinket Shop, heading right in the direction of home. Realizing that the four guys were lagging behind, I looked over my shoulder to see Darius handing Gaian a small, circular rubber-like loop.

My brows furrowed, and I stopped, arching a brow. “What was that?”

“Nothing,” Thayer said, grabbing my hand. “Come on. Let’s head out to lunch before we go home.”

“But …” I blew out an angry breath.

“But nothing,” Calder snapped, always pissed off at the world. “You’re coming with us.”

28

the toy

sina

I satinside the tavern with my four guys and eyed them suspiciously. We had come in and ordered drinks only five minutes ago, but I couldn’t figure out what they were up to. What would these stupid panties do to me? Why’d they force me to wear them?

“Hey, stranger,” Maxine said, standing to my left with a bunch of Midnight Moons for us. She placed them on the table inside the tavern and beamed at me. “Where have you been? I thought these guys nearly killed you with the way they dragged you out of here the other night.”

My lips curled into a smile. “I’ve been dealing with my dad.”

“Well, make sure you stop in more often. I miss you.” She smiled at me and took off her name tag that glimmered under the tavern’s dim lights. “I’m off for the rest of the night. Have fun, and I’d better see you soon.”

Once Maxine left, I eyed Gaian’s pocket, where he had hidden that circular loop thing that all the guys had been exchanging on our walk over here. Thankfully, the tavern wasn’t as busy as it was at night, so we had the whole corner to ourselves, and they could do whatever the hell they were planning.

“All right, well … we gotta use the restroom.”

“All four of you at once?” I asked when they all stood.

They didn’t even answer me as they walked through the tavern to the restroom together, like they were part of some sort of cult or something. Pissed off, I angrily tapped my foot on the ground and stared at the men’s restroom door. I shifted in my seat, rubbing my thighs together and feeling the wetness between them already. My underwear tightened around my hips, and I discreetly tried to loop my finger around it to make it a bit looser.

But when I tugged, it tightened even more, almost as if it was locked on to me.

Breath catching in my throat, I glanced back up at the restroom and tugged harder on it, but it didn’t budge. Suddenly, something huge was pushed between my pussy lips and slid into my sopping pussy with ease. I gripped the table and inhaled sharply, my nipples hardening.

It felt like … like Gaian’s cock.

It had been inside of me so many times, so I knew what it felt like.

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