The crowd lurched forward, immediately negating the personal space Dom had managed to body for us. Now, our bodies pressed together. Just me at the center of my three bikers.
Without any room, I was struck by just how tall all of them were. I’d been swallowed by muscle and chiseled jawlines.
From the stage, a guitar started to strum out a catchy metal bar. Around us, the other Hollow patrons were already bobbing along to the beat.
It was a show, all four of the band members on stage now but still covered by the silhouette of their backlight. Until a spotlight flicked onto the lead singer. Even from the crowd, their masks were breathtaking.
A full metal face and a sealed mouth made it a wonder that they’d be able to sing at all. Squinting, I noticed stitch-like metal over the lips. A sword’s hilt spanned the forehead, the cross bar just above the mask’s eyebrows and the blade running along the bridge of the nose.
The halo of metal spikes gave the whole piece a holy aura.
Pressed against me, Spencer started to dance first. She found the rhythm of the metal quickly, letting the gothic vibe take over her body.
And Leo wasn’t far behind, finally letting the stiffness the military had trained into her go. Who knew whether it was the moonshine, the music, or our bodies pushing closer.
What surprised me most was Dom’s body against my ass, the way I could feel her breath on my neck as her hips began to match my pace.
The concert was in full swing now, the audience cheering, jumping. A mosh pit had formed in front of the stage — something I was certain would get violent quickly.
Sweat was dripping down my back, probably ruining the dress Dom had bought me.
She can buy me another.
Anger swelling, I threw an elbow back into her body. But all I met was a wall of abs, acting as if I’d tossed a cotton ball at her.
A breeze passed through the hallow, wafting all of my angels’ scents into my nose. There was the depth of Leo’s smokey musk, the refreshing coolness of Spencer’s, and then the spiced, almost suffocating allure of Dom.
Between my legs, my pussy throbbed for them. I knew my body would be destroyed by all of this — the gallery, the heels, the throng of bodies pushing me around. But I wasn’t sure that mattered, I’d be helpless to stop them from ravaging me however they pleased.
And nothing was more enticing than that.
Spencer’s hands weren’t shy about exploring my curves, she let the tip of her fingers lift the hem of my black dress. No one could hear my pathetic whimper over the music. Although Dom may have been able to feel the rumble in my chest as she was pressed into my back.
Leo’s eyes flicked down to Spencer’s hand, which hadn’t stopped moving farther up my thigh. She snaked her way through my underwear, her hand finding my slit even in the tight access.
My head fell back at the touch, but my eyes searched the room. The last thing I wanted was to be caught like this, kicked out for being fucked in the middle of the show.
Almost the entire crowd was too absorbed in the masked band to notice anything, their bodies thrashing to the beat.
“Fuck.” I grumbled as Leo’s hand found its way to my tits. Squeezing them over the fabric, I felt my nipples harden.
Her mouth fell open as she watched my face overcome with pleasure.
What little control over my body was left after such an exhausting day was quickly slipping away under the touch of my two saviors. Even Dom’s stiff body was helping me, caging me and giving me something to lean on.
More drinks had come our way, I hadn’t even known how many I’d had. The shapes of The Hollow were blurring together, the lights flaring in my eyes as the moonshine hit my head.
Through the throng, my eyes caught on others. A few in the crowd had their eyes on me, watching what these two stunning gods were doing to me. They licked their lips, craning their necks for a better view.
Spencer groaned as she felt my slick pleasure, slipping her fingers between my lips as she teased my entrance.
As soon as she dipped herself inside me I lost all control. My knees buckled as I stumbled back into Dom.
Her arms grabbed my waist to steady me against her body.
“Easy, Viper.” She growled in my ear as she looked down at me, my neck exposed to her mouth.
As Spencer continued, Leo kept playing with my tits, I pressed deeper into Dom, My ass rubbed into her crotch.
