A strangled sound came from behind me. Ky. But my focus went back to Hayat.
“We’re going to take this nice and slow,” Jamie soothed, his dominating tone blending with a timbre that had Hayat relaxing more into him. “If at any time you feel uncomfortable or unsafe or you simply change your mind, all you have to say is stop. Right now, I want to spread you across this table and eat you out until you’re dripping all over my face.”
A sexy whimper came from her, causing him to smile, but he continued. “Sparks is dying to feel your mouth wrapped around his cock. He will go slow. Just give you the tip at first until you’re ready to take more.”
My Hellion licked her lips hungrily.
“Will you let him have your mouth, sweetheart?” Jamie purred, grazing the tip of his tongue over her bottom lip. “Do you want to taste him while I feast on you?”
A flicker of hesitation from her had me holding my breath, but then she gave a firm nod. “I-I want that.”
Jamie grinned his pleasure at her answer. “And Ky?” He kissed down her chin to her neck. She arched her head back, offering him better access. “He’s a voyeur. He will watch us make you come over and over, building himself up until he can’t control himself any longer. Ky will take you rough, but I won’t let him go too far. Not this time. We can work up to that.” He gently kissed her lips. “If that’s what you want.”
Her breath shuddered out of her as she met his tantalizing gaze. “I want that.”
“Which part, sweetheart? We need to know. Communicating with words is key to keeping us all happy and safe.”
“All of what you said. Everything. I want that. And more. I-I trust you.”
I released the pent-up air I’d been holding in fear of her rejecting this. Us. My relief made my voice gruff as I pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear. “If we do this, we’re all in. Complete exclusivity. You are ours. No one else can fucking touch you.”
Blue flames danced in her eyes when her head shifted so she could see me. “As long as that means that the three of you are mine and only mine, then I’m okay with that. It’s us four and no one else.”
“Ah, beautiful goddess, how could we want anyone else when we have you?” I kissed the tip of her nose.
She clenched her jaw. “I want you to say it. All of you. Or this doesn’t go any further than us being band members.”
“We’re exclusive,” I assured her without hesitation. “There are only us four. Ever.”
“I’m yours, Hellion,” Jamie promised, his thumb tracing over her lips.
Behind me, Ky remained silent, causing Hayat to tense. She started to turn her head when I heard him take a seat, his voice like molten lava as if flowing over Hayat’s skin, melting her already smoking body for us even more. “You are ours, Hayat. As long as you belong to us, we all belong to you.”
Chapter Eleven
Hayat
I’ve never been an Alice in Wonderland fan, although Abi had always found the movies and adaptations fun. For me, I thought Alice needed to lay off the shrooms. She was too much of a crybaby at times, and crying never got anyone anywhere. Crying was never the answer to any problem. Taking charge and making the issue my bitch was my style.
However, I’d felt tripped out from the moment Sparks started unbraiding my hair and massaging away the knots in my neck. Then I’d found myself on Jamie’s lap, basically dry-humping the steel rod in his sleep pants while we ghosted kisses over each other’s mouths, faces, necks.
And I was really, really, really thinking that maybe I should have given Alice a little more consideration.
Maybe if that whiny little bitch had had three smoking-hot guys ready to fulfill every fantasy any woman could possibly ever have, I might have watched that movie on repeat. Because I really wanted to know how that version of the story ended.
Pushing all thoughts of Alice from my mind because I had my own surreal fantasy playing out around me, I dropped my head back on Sparks’s shoulder while Jamie told me all the dirty things he was going to do to my pussy. For all of ten seconds, I’d thought admitting that I was a newbie to this would have turned them off. But Jamie was quick to reassure me he had zero issues with that. If anything, his cock had gotten even harder as it pulsed against my core.
That gentleness I’d come to expect from him was still right below the surface, but his sexual commands were so goddamn sexy, I thought for sure I would come from a slight touch once he got his hot mouth on me. Would that be a good thing? Or an embarrassing one? Was it just men who felt insecure if they were to get off too quickly?
After Maddie’s whole thing with a guy who had tried to destroy her entire life, Abi and I had both been turned off by anything to do with guys. We hadn’t made a pact or anything, but we were of the same opinion that guys weren’t worth our time until the right one—or, in my case, the right ones—came along. They weren’t worth messing with my head or my career. Which meant my knowledge of sex came from watching porn a few times. Which had been more of a “meh” experience than finding anything that I liked sexually.
Turned out, there was something I liked. And that was having three guys worship me.
All the food that was on the coffee table disappeared, but I barely noticed that little detail as Sparks lifted me onto the surface. Jamie got to his knees, pulling off my shoes before going for the rest of my clothes. Sparks took care of my sports bra. I started to cover my chest with my hands when I heard a feral-like sound come from the general direction of where Ky was sitting. I couldn’t see him, just his silhouette as he sat in a chair across the room, darkness keeping most of him hidden from me. I ached to see his face, to read what he was feeling. Were his eyes on fire with the same need that flamed through me?
I dropped my arms to either side of the table, and Jamie stole my attention, eviscerating any embarrassment or shyness I felt from having my boobs on full display. Tucking his fingers into the waistband of my sweats and panties, he stripped them both off me.
Three groans filled my ears, making me feel more beautiful than I ever had before. Pride in my body combined with the heat of my desire, and I looked up at Jamie with a silent plea.