Page 135 of Plaything

My eyes widened. I was already destined to take them all today; they didn’t need to have a contest about who could make me the loudest. I wanted to live by the end of the day. “No, that’s okay—”

“It’s a fact,” Niko shrugged nonchalantly.

Oh no.

“You two have your fun. I’ll make her cum so hard that she makes no noise at all as her little brain shatters into a thousand tiny pieces,” Wyatt promised while his eyes stayed locked on mine.

Oh fuck. And just like that, the floodgates have opened to a tsunami.

The four of us were quiet as we processed Wyatt’s dark promise.

Suddenly, Niko rolled his eyes and smirked. “Whatever, zipper dick. The only noise you’ll make is—” he unzipped and zipped his pants repeatedly, making a zip-zip sound.

The tension broke as the three of us laughed at Niko’s jab at Wyatt’s... hardware.

I completely forgot about his piercings. They weren’t meant to cause pain; I was sure they were meant to give pleasure. I was eager to know how he would feel inside me.

The door behind me creaked open, and I felt Dominic’s intense presence behind me. Turning to look at him, I noticed the fierceness in his gaze and wet, disheveled hair from a shower.

I was taken aback when he approached me, only taking three big steps before he was behind me. His rough hand touched my thigh, and I felt a sharp sting as he snapped the harness around my thigh. “What are you wearing underneath my sweater, Darling?” He husked against my neck.

Chills traveled down my spine as I realized his sweater didn’t cover the end of the harness. All of their attention was suddenly on my thigh—on me.

Contemplating how I would respond, I looked down at Dominic’s hand. His knuckles were scraped and bruised as if he’d spent hours punching a brick wall. It looked painful, and I’d probably be in tears if it were my hand.

As curious as I was, I’d have to question him later. Now wasn’t the time—nor was it my business. I already knew that Dominic wasn’t shy to kick someone’s ass; I just wanted to know who and why... and when.

I peeked over my shoulder at him. “It’s a surprise,” I flirted.

“For us?” Aiden smiled across the counter, his dark eyes practically ripping the sweater off me where I stood.

I gently nodded, wetness collecting in my panties, enjoying all their lustful eyes burning into me. I adored their attention, craved it, and basked in it.

Dominic swiveled my body, turning me to face him. He towered over me, leaving his bare chest radiating heat over me. “Don’t be shy,” his hands gripped the bottom of the sweater. “Show Daddy what his little slut wore for us,” he insisted.

Well, when he puts it like that.

Wordlessly granting him permission to take off the sweater, I lifted my arms. “If you want your surprise, you have to unwrap me.” I intended for my voice to be sultry, but it shook nervously.

He smirked. The subtle upturned twitch of his lip was like a nail in my coffin. With the smirk, it had officially begun.

In a second flat, he’d all but ripped the sweater off my body, pulling it off and tossing it carelessly to the side.

My skin chilled from the cool house, then ignited as their eyes burned holes through me. I’d been buck-naked for their eyes to feast on before, but this was every bit as intense and bone-chilling.

Courage left my body as I heard the stool scrape against the tile as Wyatt stood. Less than two seconds of footsteps were heard before all four surrounded me in a half circle.

Aiden and Niko were grinning eagerly like they’d just won the lottery. Wyatt and Dominic were the exact opposite. I was scared for my pussy, because they looked like they were ready to tear me in half.

Wyatt reached out and caressed the curve of my ass, humming in delight. The lace left little to the imagination, and his eyes took me in greedily. “You look absolutely lovely, Baby,” he complimented, but with a massive tent straining against his shorts, his voice sounded reserved. “As much as we appreciate you dressing up for us... that outfit won’t last long,” he finished with a sharp slap to my ass.

Pulling a quick breath of air through my teeth, I winced. Dominic’s hands gripped my waist before lifting me up and sitting my ass on the cold counter. His body was between my legs, his bruised hand tight around my throat as he smashed his lips against mine. My senses were sent into overdrive as Niko’s teeth scraped against my neck, sucking and nipping the sensitive flesh.

Dominic wasted no time as he slid his tongue past my lips and toyed with mine. I heard the zip of a real zipper as Dominic freed himself from his jeans. My brain was otherwise occupied by his and Niko’s lips and tongues, so I hardly took notice of the monster resting against my thigh.

My panties were pushed to the side, and Dominic slid two big fingers along my slit, coating them in my juices before pushing them into my pussy. I moaned against his lips, and he pulled an inch away, watching my face twist in pleasure as he fingered me. “I’m convinced we could put anything in your greedy little pussy, and you’d love it,” he threatened. Anything? What did he mean by that...

He smirked at my confused expression before pulling his fingers out of me. Bringing them up to my lips, I opened my mouth for him, ready for him to tell me I was a good girl for cleaning my cum off his fingers with my tongue.

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