“Ours,” he echoes, the word a dark promise that makes me shiver. “For now, at least.”
My heart hammers against my ribs. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were supposed to use me and discard me, their revenge against my father complete. But the hunger in their eyes has transformed into something possessive.
I should be terrified. Instead, I feel strangely powerful. Desired. Not for my father’s position or what I represent, but for the woman they’ve unraveled tonight, layer by reluctant layer.
"Then prove it," I breathe, my voice breaking with need. "All of you. I want you to come for me."
Dominic's eyes darken at my words. His hips snap forward with renewed intensity, driving Liam deeper into Ryder, whogroans against my pussy. The chain reaction ripples through all of us—each thrust connecting us in a perfect circuit of pleasure.
"Fuck," Ryder gasps, his tongue working frantically against my clit as Liam pounds into him. "I'm close—so fucking close?—"
"Come for us," Dominic commands, his voice rough with his own approaching climax. "Show us you can be a good boy, Caldwell."
Ryder's entire body shudders as he comes first, his release spilling over Liam's hand as his mouth continues its relentless assault on my pussy. The vibrations of his moans against my sensitive flesh send me hurtling over the edge.
"Oh god," I cry out, my back arching as waves of pleasure crash through me.
Liam follows immediately, his rhythm stuttering as he empties himself inside Ryder with a guttural groan.
Dominic thrusts one final time into Liam, his fingers digging into Liam's hips as he finds his own release, a string of Spanish curses falling from his lips.
We collapse in a tangled heap of sweaty limbs and heaving chests, the only sound our ragged breathing filling the room. Dominic slowly withdraws from Liam, who carefully pulls out of Ryder. They both move to either side of me on the bed, bracketing me with their bodies.
Ryder crawls up from between my legs, his face still glistening with my release, and settles on my other side. For several moments, we simply breathe together, processing what just happened.
"Ours," Dominic repeats softly, his hand finding mine in the darkness.
16
CORA
Ablaring horn jolts me from sleep. My eyes fly open, momentarily disoriented as I try to make sense of the tangle of limbs surrounding me. The dim light of the Red Room reveals I’m completely entwined with three men on the massive bed.
Dominic’s arm is wrapped possessively around my waist, his muscular chest pressed firmly against my back. His breath comes in warm, steady puffs against my neck, tickling the sensitive skin there. When I attempt to shift, his grip immediately tightens, pulling me closer against the hard planes of his body. Even in sleep, he’s determined to maintain control.
“Stay,” he mumbles, his voice thick with sleep. His lips brush against my shoulder in what feels dangerously close to a kiss.
Ryder lies half on top of me, his head resting on my stomach, one arm draped across my thighs. His lean body stretches across Liam, who’s pressed against my other side. Liam spoons me from the other direction, one of his legs hooked over mine, his arm stretched beneath my pillow. Ryder’s weight on top of him doesn’t seem to bother Liam in the slightest.
The horn blares again, longer this time. I feel Ryder stir against my stomach, his eyelashes fluttering against my skin.
“What the fuck is that?” he groans, not bothering to lift his head or move his body off mine.
I’m trapped in a cage of warm, male bodies, surrounded by the scent of sex and expensive cologne. Part of me wants to panic—I shouldn’t feel this comfortable being claimed so thoroughly by three men who, hours ago, were bent on revenge against my father. Yet here I am, with Dominic’s possessive arm around me, Ryder’s weight anchoring me down, and Liam’s breath warming my shoulder.
“Time,” Liam murmurs against my hair, his voice clearer than the others. “Signal that we have to get to the orgy room.”
“Orgy room?” I ask, my voice rising with disbelief. “What the fuck is that?”
The question cuts through the fog of sleepiness surrounding us. Dominic’s body tenses against mine, his previous drowsiness vanishing instantly. He props himself up on one elbow, fully alert now. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face as he looks down at me.
“It’s where all the hunters and prey convene for the next twenty-four hours,” he explains, his voice dropping to that commanding tone that sends involuntary shivers down my spine. “To fuck in the same room. Exhibitionist style.”
My mouth goes dry at his words. “You mean—everyone? All together?”
“That’s precisely what he means,” Liam chimes in. “The hunters who caught prey, the prey who were caught. All in one space, performing for each other. And the hunters who didn’t catch prey watch.”
Ryder finally lifts his head from my stomach, his green eyes locking with mine. “Think of it as where everyone gets to show off their... skills.”
