Breath play would come later.
Chapter 16
Ella
I stared into Nick’s eyes while Alec whispered in my ear. His tattooed fingers tapped against the armrest, slow and deliberate. I drew in a sharp breath as the image of myself with Rowan and Alec flashed through my mind.
But Nick.
He was just going to sit there and watch?
I looked away as Alec’s hands closed over my breasts, his thumbs grazing my nipples. The touch made my stomach tighten.
“You’re ours now, Ella,” Rowan said as he moved in behind me, the space suddenly crowded with bodies.“We own you.”
He’d made that clear when he’d left me kneeling on the floor, wearing his come. It had been humiliating—and somehow, not enough. I didn’t know if this was the solution, but my body reacted anyway.
“Our little fuckdoll,” Rowan continued, grinding himself between my arse cheeks,“who’ll learn how to take all of us.”
His cock pressed against me like a hot pole.
Alec was still in his sweatpants. He brushed against me, and I felt the shape of his dick through the soft fabric.
Rowan gripped my shoulders and sat me on the edge of the bed. He didn’t speak. He simply took my knees and spread me open.
I planted my hands behind me on the mattress and tilted my face toward the ceiling, eyes closed. I couldn’t bear to see all of them watching me.
“She’s wet,” Alec said, his voice bright with satisfaction.
“Take a look at what you’re missing out on, Nick,” Rowan taunted.
Fingers dug into my inner thighs before I felt a mouth on me. He groaned against my pussy, the vibration making my insides clench. His mouth spread wide, licking and sucking at me with relentless focus.
I broke, a whimper slipping out before I could stop it.
Someone shoved me flat onto the bed with a low growl.
My eyes flew open. Rowan was on the mattress beside me. Nick was still in the chair.
Which meant Alec was the one between my legs.
I couldn’t think—couldn’t even—
Rowan’s head dipped as he gripped my breasts, pressing them together hard enough to make me gasp. Then his mouth closed over my nipples, licking and sucking until my back arched.
I rocked against the bed, clawing at the sheets, trying to lift my hips to meet Alec’s tongue.
This wasn’t what I’d expected.
Them.
All of them.
Alec sucked at my clit, then thrust his fingers inside me. There was nothing gentle about it. He forced me open, stretching me until his fingers were buried deep.
My body shook. My hips flew off the bed as I cried out, relief crashing through me. They didn’t stop—licking, sucking—while my pussy clenched hard around Alec’s fingers, my release coating them as the pleasure rolled on.
When I opened my eyes, Rowan towered over me, a smirk curving his mouth.
