Page 164 of Owned (Office Intrigue Duet 8)
It had surprised me to learn they were so very different, yet they got along so well. Not only because they were here to serve Talon but because they genuinely liked one another.
I moaned softly when Rolphe freed the last button on my shirt, the warm breeze caressing my nipples. His knuckles grazed my skin, causing goose bumps to form.
Taurus took over, sliding the blouse down my arms. His warm body replaced the silk as he stood behind me, the muscled wall of his chest making my legs weak.
Then I was pivoting once again, this time facing Talon, who had taken a seat on the sofa, his ankle resting on his knee as he observed.
Rather than slide my skirt down my legs, Rolphe placed his palms on my thighs and lifted it, revealing the fact I was not wearing panties. I watched Talon’s eyes, loving the way they intently observed as though I was the most fascinating creature he’d ever seen.
They went on like this for a couple more minutes before they had me completely naked.
“Return the favor, dirty girl,” Talon instructed. “Undress them.”
My breath hitched, my excitement palpable. Except for the one time Taurus and I had indulged together in the pool house, alternately sucking Talon, I hadn’t been intimate with any of them. Not even on Monday, when Talon had brought Sim into the bed with us. That had been a moment I would never forget. Not a foot away, Talon had mounted Sim and fucked him until they’d both cried out in ecstasy. I hadn’t expected I would be quite so turned on by that.
Turning my attention to Rolphe first, I stepped in close enough to let my nipples graze his bare chest. I slipped my hands between our bodies, working free the button on his jeans. He watched me, those moss-green eyes tracking me as I lowered the zipper then began sliding the denim down his muscled thighs. Doing my best to be as graceful as they were, I went to my knees before him, his eyes still following me.
I resisted the urge to stroke his thick, hard cock, refusing to do so unless Talon wanted that. While I had a physical attraction to the possessions—they were incredibly attractive, after all—my main objective was to please Talon.
Rather than get to my feet, I turned around and did the same to Taurus, staring up at him as I freed the button from the mooring, lowered the zipper, then guided his jeans down his legs. His light brown eyes glittered in the torch light; his lips parted, his breaths coming more rapidly.
“Corvin. Bram. Take her to the tantric chair.”
I didn’t even get to stand up before Corvin and Bram were there. In a move that made me giggle, Corvin scooped me up and delivered me the few feet to the wide, contoured tantric chair, as Talon called it. In my opinion, it looked more like a bed, wide enough to hold two people, curved to allow someone to recline comfortably, which I did when Corvin eased me down onto it.
“Join her,” Talon instructed.
They did, one on each side of me, and wasn’t that a thrill for the senses. They were nearly identical in appearance, only subtle differences that required someone to really look at to notice. It was a thrilling experience to have their full attention on me. My back arched when their hands glided up my calves to my knees, then sliding higher. They were simply touching, nothing more, their palms caressing my skin, but it was enough to leave me breathless.
“Suck her nipples,” Talon instructed, this time his voice closer.
I looked up to see him standing at the end of the chair, his eyes locked on my chest when Bram and Corvin leaned in at the same time, the warm rasp of their tongues making me moan.
“Sim. Ari. Come here.”
While I was assaulted by delicious suction on my breasts, I watched Talon, saw when Ari and Sim came to stand beside him. I waited with bated breath, wondering what he would do next. There were so many options, but I wasn’t sure what he was looking to accomplish.
“Undress me,” he ordered.
They didn’t hesitate, removing his T-shirt, his jeans. They took their time, touching every inch they exposed and enjoying themselves in the process.
“Auberon, trade places with Bram.”
Bram disappeared and Auberon slid in beside me, his hand gently caressing, his tongue lapping my nipple moments before he nipped it.
I cried out, a rush of pleasure sending chills down my spine.
“Corvin, up.”
Then it was just me and Auberon.
Talon patted the end of the chair, which was curved upward. “Come here, dirty girl.”
Slowly, and with Auberon’s assistance, I got to my knees and crawled to the end of the chair, resting my elbows on the cushioned end.
I was face-to-face with Talon’s impressive erection, which he was stroking leisurely.
