Page 49 of Their Cruel Play
Besides, I think I’ve reached my allotment of assholes.
Luke slips his finger beneath my panties, and my startled gaze darts to him as he strokes the tip of his finger over my clit, stirring my aching need. I press back into the booth to avoid his touch.
Last night Caden did this in the dark basement party, but it’s daylight and people are noticing us. Others watch our booth and the interactions we share. They’ll probably notice me squirming between Eli and Luke.
Luke’s cold eyes lock with mine. “You want someone else, princess? Hoping someone will save you still?”
“What? No.” I shake my head in denial.
He presses his finger inside me. Oh, fuck. I hold my breath, trying not to appear like Luke has his finger buried in my pussy. Fire courses through me hot and fast. I want to squirm, but I don’t. My face burns. Can anyone tell? Can they see what he’s doing to me?
Caden strokes his thumb over my wrist, sending sparks skittering up my arm. My lips part on a huff of breath, and my pussy throbs around Luke’s finger.
“Nah, my little nympho has all the dick she can take, right here. Don’t you?” Caden’s eyes dance with merriment, like he knows exactly what Luke is doing to me beneath the table.
When Luke draws his finger out, I release my breath, but then he thrusts it in deep again. I bite back my moan and squeeze my eyes shut. When I try to close my thighs around hishand, he grabs my thigh with his other hand and so does Eli to hold me open. Fuck.
Eli’s lips touch my ear as he whispers, “You belong to us, kitten. Every inch of you. Every hole. If we want to put our dicks or fingers or tongues inside you, you take them. Whenever. However.”
I whimper as Luke thrusts his finger in and out of my weeping pussy. He’s going to make me come right at this table. My insides are on fire, building to an explosion I won’t be able to control. My hands curl into fists, trying to control the buildup, trying to stop the release barreling down on me. I want to bite my lip to keep from making any noise, but I know Eli will punish me for it.
“Eyes open, sweetheart.” Jack’s eyes capture my glazed ones. My breath shudders in and out of me in time with Luke’s finger. “Never forget who you belong to.”
Like I could forget. When Eli slips his hand beneath my panties, my eyes widen and I catch my breath. He slides his finger along my clit, teasing me softly, before he pinches it.
Shattering, I stifle my cry as my pussy tightens around Luke’s finger. My face tightens as I hold everything inside. I try to act like my pussy isn’t convulsing around Luke’s finger. My hands shake as I reach for my coffee cup while my release pulses through me. Playing these games is going to kill me.
“Next time you look at someone else, we’ll have you on your knees beneath the table, princess.” Luke grabs my chin and tips my face to his. His pale eyes search mine as he draws his finger out of me. Smirking, he runs his wet finger over my lips. “I expect you to repay the favor.”
My eyebrow shoots up. Here? Now? He narrows his eyes and slides his finger between my lips. I lick it clean of my wetness while his eyes burn into me with that cold fire.
“Soon, princess.” Luke draws his finger out of my mouth and brushes his lips against mine. A whisper of a touch. He sucks my lower lip into his mouth and an aftershock ripples through me. I tremble against him, still coming down from my high.
“I’ll get another taste later.” He rubs his thumb across my lips, and I tremble at the need in his eyes.
He’s dangerous. I’ve always known that, but my need for him makes me long to do as he asks. Like suck his finger in public. My cheeks burn as I drop my gaze from his. Even if no one noticed him getting me off, I doubt they missed me sucking his finger.
I clear my throat and lift my coffee cup to my lips, drinking in the bitter brew, letting its warmth fill me. Trying not to ache for more from them.
“We have a party to go to tonight.” Jack leans back. “Does taking you to a party count as a date?”
“How would I know? I’ve never been.” I shrug. “Have any of you actually been on a date?”
Nico nods. “I had girlfriends. We went out.”
“Any of the rest of you actually go out with a girl? Or a guy? One-on-one?” I cross my legs and look at each of them as they shake their heads.
“We go to parties and we fuck, princess.” Luke returns his hand to my thigh.
I try to ignore the hot brand of his touch. “What about dances and prom?”
He shakes his head. “We show up.”
My brow furrows. “So none of you have ever dated anyone before?”
“Just you, kitten.”
“Wait, how do I count?” I turn to Eli’s soft brown eyes.
