Breath hitching in my chest, there was no ignoring what I’d felt. Between Dom’s legs was somethinghugeandhard.
A wave of desire rushed through me, my mind conveniently forgetting just how angry I was at her. She’d kept so many secrets from me, left me out to dry.
But that didn’t stop my body from wanting her.
It just turned out she was the devil I knew.
Trying to steady my body against Leo and Spencer’s touch, my hand reached behind me, grabbing the belt loops of Dom’s trousers and tugging her closer.
The force pressed her packed strap deeper into my ass. If I hadn’t been wearing this dress, I would’ve expected her to be centimeters from my pussy.
My mouth watered at the thought, the sensation of Spencer’s fingers inside me making me desperate to feel Dom’s cock.
Leo’s hands were covering my tits, playing with them as she watched my face. My head slammed back into Dom’s muscular chest. When I peeled open my eyes in the dark room, I was met with Dom’s burning blue eyes staring back at me. Storbing lights brought her eyes in and out of darkness, hunger in them when the red glow highlighted her face.
My chest heaved with pleasure under Spencer’s touch. I couldn’t help my curiosity, the moonshine making me bolder than usual. Letting my hand travel from Dom’s belt loop down toward her zipper, my heart froze in my chest as I reached her shaft.
A wave of terror rushed through my body as I felt how big she was. I wasn’t even sure I couldtakesomething that massive.
But along with the terror came a roaring torrent of pleasure as my angels sent me over the edge. I kept my hand on Dom’s strap as I released onto Spencer’s fingers. There was no stopping myself now, the dick feeling too good to tear my hand away.
I’d deal with the consequences in the morning. A little hate fuck never killed anyone.
I was drunk and Dom’s strap in my hand feltright.
Even then, I wasn’t sure I could walk away from her if I tried. From all of them.
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KIERA
The endof the band’s song came a few moments after I came on Spencer’s fingers. My trance was broken by the clapping and cheering from the surrounding audience.
I ripped my hands away from Dom, letting Leo and Spencer straighten out my dress as they planted kisses on my neck and cheek.
Clearing my throat, I was starting to come to — seeing through the moonshine and pheromones.
I could’ve thrown up at the thought of touching Dom.
Jesus. What’s wrong with me?
I needed air, and space from her.
Pulling Leo and Spencer closer, I yelled over the start of the next song. “Gonna go to the bar, stay and dance!”
Their brows furrowed as they watched me walk away. I pushed myself through the crowd and toward The Hollow’s bar. With the show in full swing, it was relatively empty. Only a few stragglers sat on the vintage bar stools.
I leaned over the counter. “Can I just get a cup of water, please?”
Nodding to me, the gorgeous femme behind the counter grabbed a plastic cup and filled it before passing it to me.
“Thanks.” My shoulders slouched as I realized I didn’t have cash to tip. “How do I tip you?”
Her bright blue eyes looked toward the crowd, where Dom, Spencer, and Leo watched me. “Don’t worry about it, Dom takes good care of us here.”
Nodding, I turned and faced the crowd. It wasn’t her fault but the thought of Dom treating anyone well made me want to throw something.
It seemed like she had plenty of kindness for others and very little to give to me.
