Page 99 of Savage Little Queen

Dominic met us at the door.

“Where the hell were you? You didn’t answer my calls or texts. I was worried.” He dragged me against him and held on tightly. “Are you OK?”

Fallon closed the door and dropped his bag on the floor.

“I’m fine. We, um, uh. . .” I wrinkled my nose, not wanting him to be upset that I’d had sex with Fallon and hadn’t done anything with him.

“What?” He pulled away and stared down at me. It took him a moment before his hand slipped from my waist, and he slid it beneath my skirt to find me bare and wet still from Fallon’s release. His nostrils flared, and he looked to Fallon, who grinned at him.

“Sorry. We had a chance, and I took it.”

“Well, I see a chance too. Come guard the door from Stella.”

I let out a laugh when Dom scooped me into his arms and took me straight to the bed. Fallon went to the door, but it opened, nearly hitting him, and Vincent and Stella came in.

Dominic let out a groan of frustration against my lips and pulled his hand out from beneath my skirt.

“Sorry,” Vincent said, coming in and taking one look at Dominic and me on the bed. “I tried to shake her. She’s like the herpes, man.”

“You’re gross,” Stella huffed, stomping across the room and sitting in the chair she’d claimed as hers.

“Stella,” Dominic started.

“I know you guys need time to do. . . stuff, but I’m seriously scared to be alone after everything.”

“Then stand out in the hall by the door for an hour,” Fallon offered.

“No. I’m telling you, I’m scared.”

“You’re a cockblock,” Vincent said.

“I promise I’ll turn the TV up really loud if you guys want to go into the bathroom.”

Dominic looked at me hopefully, and I sighed.

“Fine.”

He had me in the bathroom in seconds, Vincent on his heels. Fallon stayed behind, presumably to give Stella shit, because I could hear him telling her she smelled like a wet newspaper and she needed to go shower when we were done.

The TV blared a moment later, mixing with the sound from the shower.

“If you’re quiet, this should work,” Dominic murmured roughly in my ear as he and Vincent stripped me naked before losing their own clothes in a flurry.

The warm water from the shower rained down on me minutes later before Dominic and Vincent had me sandwiched between them, my legs wrapped around Dominic’s waist.Dominic shoved into my heat in a quick movement, startling me and making me gasp.

“Shh,” he grunted, pulling out and snapping back into me. “I don’t want anyone hearing my girl fucking.”

I tried to keep my mouth closed and noises low, but I couldn’t because Vincent kissed along my shoulders, the warmth from his body demanding I take them both.

“Oh god,” I whimpered.

“Shh,” Dominic grunted. “No noises, wasp. Just take my cock, my queen. Come on it. Let me see your enjoyment. I want to feel that sweet pussy of yours grip my dick.”

I cried out softly, the feelings he was raining down on me making me feel just as wild as I felt with Fallon in the closet less than an hour ago.

Vincent reached out and put his hand over my mouth, his lips at my ear, while Dominic continued chipping away at my heat beneath the spray of water.

“You can scream now, B. I’ll be sure to muffle it for you.”

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