“Keep grinding on my dick like that, baby girl,” Luca growled in my ear, digging his fingers into my thigh. “And I will bend you over this table and tear your hymen to shreds.”
“No, you won’t.”
His hand slid up my leg, inching beneath my skirt. “Yes. I. Will.” He bit out each word, speaking slowly but with heat behind each syllable. “Don’t fucking test me, woman. I’ll break the deal I made with my brothers to spite you.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “What deal?”
“Not your concern.” Annoyed, he shook his head and lifted me off his lap. “Go sit with my brothers.”
I glanced across the table at Bastian and Damian for answers.
Neither responded.
Bastian stuffed a slice of pizza into his mouth and ignored my question. Damian shrugged, leaving me to wonder what tricks they had up their sleeves.
I dropped into the chair beside Damian, placing my hand on his knee. “So, what are you three hiding from me?”
“Nothing,” he said, and it sounded like a lie.
To distract me, Damian pulled me onto his lap. He reached under my skirt, skimming the hem of the black, lacy panties he’d given me a few days ago. He tilted my head back and sucked on my neck as he shoved my underwear to the side.
“Do you want to come, Pet?”
Since meeting them, I was always horny, ready to ditch my virginity. I didn’t care if anyone heard us and nodded.
“Oh God,” I moaned when his fingers slid inside me. “Yes.”
Bastian gripped my thigh, spreading my legs wider for him to see how wet I was for them. “Look at my sweet Cherry. Baby, you’re dripping on Damian’s hand.” His eyes darted across the table to Luca. “Your pussy gets wetter the meaner Luca is to you. Isn’t that right?”
I arched my back, clutching Damian’s thighs, and moaned softly.
“Squeeze my fingers, Pet.” He sucked on my earlobe and shoved another finger inside me. “I’m not stopping until your cum soaks my pants.”
“Damian,” I whispered, riding his hand and greedy for more.
Luca moved his chair closer, resting his elbows on the table, staring at me like a hunter. He could have easily torn me apart at the seams, making me beg for more. But he refused to go further than light touching.
Bastian leaned over and circled my clit with his thumb. “You’re so close, Cherry.” He inched a finger in beside Damian’s, and I whimpered too loudly, forcing Bastian to cover my mouth with his hand. “If we pull out our fingers, is your pussy going to gush all over Damian’s pants?”
I rocked my hips into their hands and nodded, my body trembling as an orgasm ripped through me.
Luca scooted his chair closer to us, blocking me from view. He looked seconds from losing his cool, hand curled into a fist on the table. His jaw flexed with each moan that fell from my lips.
Bastian wore a Joker-like grin as he removed his finger from me at the same time as Damian. Their eyes dipped between my thighs.
Cum dripped out of me, sliding down my thighs and onto Damian’s pants. Just a few drops. But it was enough to satisfy them.
Damian and Bastian sucked my cum from their skin, licking their fingers to get every drop.
Luca’s eyes were feral, no longer a darker shade of blue but black. Fueled by lust, his pupils were so big that the black consumed the iris.
I spread my legs and let him see the mess I made for them. His chest rose and fell faster, yet his face was like stone.
“Do you want a taste, Luca?”
I loved fucking with him.
Before he could answer, the bell rang over the loudspeakers.
