They roared at her and warned her they were going to come, pulling at her hair when she wouldn’t listen.
“Please,” she begged.“I want you to come in my mouth.Please.”Then she’d tell them to leave.
“Ah, fuck.”
Their collective defeated grunts made her glow.She sucked on them eagerly.She took them deeper down her throat and left them there until tears slid from her eyes.
She felt their balls tighten.Their bodies stiffen.Their cocks hardened even more.
First Austin.He lifted her hand and kissed her fingers as he spilled into her mouth, filling her with his copious cum and forcing her to breathe properly, or she risked choking on his essence if she swallowed it all in one go.And yet, by kissing her fingertips, he made her feel as if she were a precious flower.
Darien was next.He warned her not to swallow immediately.He wanted to see her mouth flooded with his cum before she swallowed.She obeyed him and then relished in his praise when he finally allowed her to swallow, calling her the hottest woman on the planet.
Emerson wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed as he ejaculated deep into her mouth.He shuddered so sexily every time she swallowed the ribbons of his cum that she milked every last drop from him so she could experience it again.
Embarrassed at her ungraceful display of greed for them, Adrienne rose shakily to her feet.They reached for her, but when her phone rang, she was startled back to reality.What was she thinking?Clumsily she reached for her phone, using it as a lifeline to cover up the wanton mess they had turned her into.
With her back to them, she stared at the caller ID.She kept his number because she wanted to know if it was him when he called her.The heat she had nursed from touching them morphed into frost.She started to tremble.
“Adrienne?”
As if she were underwater, she heard her name being called.
By the time they reached her, they had already pulled their jeans back on.Emerson took the phone from her hands.
She had never seen them with their faces etched with so much fury, and she couldn’t understand why.
“Answer it,” Emerson ordered her.She looked up at him wildly.Why would he want her to answer it?“Answer the call, Adrienne.”The tone he used with her left no room for argument.
She connected the call.Her heart threatened to explode from her chest, but not in a good way.
“My darling wife,” Desmond Morton said on the other side.
“I’m not your wife anymore, Desmond.We’re divorced.”
“You can never be divorced from me, my wife.You were meant to be mine until your last breath.Your divorce is just a piece of paper.”
“What do you want?”
“Ah, glad you asked.I would like to invite you to a ball I’m hosting at my house.I’ll send you the details.It’s tomorrow night.Oh, and you can bring your three bodyguards with you if it will make you feel any better.And wife, if you want me to give you back that thing you so desperately want back, you’ll make sure you show up, or I’ll throw it into the fire.”
She wanted to throw up.
“I look forward to having you on my arm again, Adrienne, and in my bed.We never got to consummate our marriage, and prison was lonely, to say the least.Like I said, your little divorce means nothing.We are still married, and I will fuck you, my bride, to make up for lost time.”His laugh was the last thing she heard before she crumbled to the floor.
Chapter Thirteen
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Adrienne stepped outof the shower and dripping wet she loosely tied a towel around her.
Fear crept over her body and paled her skin.She quivered, on the verge of crying, uncharacteristically petrified.There’d been something in Desmond’s voice that sounded different.Too self-assured.Too maniacal.Too unhinged.He sounded like a man with power.He sounded like a man who believed he was untouchable.
She could have refused to see him, even at the expense of never getting back what he took from her father.Her father wouldn’t have wanted her to play such a dangerous game with such a vile, vile man.
She was never going to be rid of him though, the stark realization haunted her.And she wasn’t capable of murdering someone.Or was she?
But she knew she had to look him in the eye when she told him she wouldn’t let him touch her with a ten-foot pole.She needed to do that for herself, and she was glad Emerson, Darien, and Austin understood and respected her need to do so.
