The next moment Doc’s tongue is back in my mouth, licking softly. Just like falling asleep after what Eli did, it’s easier than I want it to be.
Bobby’s hands brush over my ass. “God, you’re sexy. The girl of my fucking dreams.”
My insides go molten, and I kiss Doc even deeper. He smirks against my lips, reaping the benefits of Bobby’s compliment. My cheeks burn. I should be stopping this. Or at least not moaning and pressing up against the two of them while sparks light up my body.
Doc breaks the kiss and lowers himself, panting, to my nipple. “Make out with Bobby. I wanna do this.”
He pulls my dress open and draws me into his mouth. My gaze finds Eli. He’s lounging in his armchair like royalty, watching his men put their hands all over me. He said he wanted to be my first, but Bobby is pulling up my dress and Doc is sucking my nipple and he’s just watching, his stare as heavy as his necklace.
He smiles. “Don’t worry,bella. Just enjoy yourself.”
Bobby’s hand is between my legs, his fingers rubbing lightly. As my eyes roll back, Doc kisses me again.
“You look so pretty between them, Miss Whitehall. I’m going to watch you get fucked and then I’m going to take my turn.”
I make a panicky noise and Doc swallows it with his tongue.
“I did want your virginity,” Eli says. “But my brothers were so brave tonight, they deserve that honor. Bobby will be the first man to finish in your mouth. Domenico has earned the right to take your cunt.”
Bobby’s fingers run along my slit, spreading the wetness like cream. I moan and Doc grunts in response, his jeaned cock pressing into my thigh. We all fit together so easily, like pieces of a puzzle.
“There’s still your tight little asshole,bella. That will be mine. But I’ll let the boys take their pleasure first.”
Shock ripples through me. If that’s true, when they’re done I won’t be any kind of virgin. And what will happen then? Eli won’t want me as his mistress. Bobby won’t make me his wife. Doc can’t auction off my body. Adriano will kill me. I push a hand into Doc’s chest. “Please don’t take my virginity?”
He growls. “This bullshit again.”
“Miss Whitehall, we discussed what was and was not possible at dinner,” Eli says coldly.
“I know. But my virginity is the only valuable thing I have.”
Bobby makes a disturbed little noise. He might disagree but he still can’t save me.
“It’s ours,” Eli says. “You have no choice.”
“If you let me stay a virgin, I’ll do things for you. For all of you. With my mouth and my hands.”
“You’ll do that anyway.”
“Yes, but I’ll be… enthusiastic. I’ll dress up. I’ll be happy. You won’t have to threaten.”
Doc pushes me onto my back and climbs on top of me. His butterfly knife is in his hand. “Lie still.”
My eyes fill with tears. “Domenico,don’t.”
He lowers the knife to my throat. “You don’t get it, do you? Threatening you makes my dick hard.”
“But please—”
His mouth twists in that Elvis sneer. “Forcing myself on you will make me come so hard I’ll go blind. I’ve earned you and I’m gonna fucking have you.”
I look at Bobby. His face is shadowed, his eyes unreadable. The flat of Doc’s knife digs into my skin. “You think Basher’ll come to your rescue? He loves you, Tits, but he loves me more.”
Bobby holds my gaze, saying nothing.
A tremor runs through me. “This can’t be happening…”
“It is.” Doc sits back, his hips pinning me to the bed. He shoves his knife between his teeth and unbuckles his belt. His hands dip into his jeans and he pulls out his cock. It’s hard and thick and shining at the head.
