Page 25 of Gilded Desires

Holding my neck so that I can’t move, he tightens his hold and retakes my mouth. He strokes the pad of his tongue over theplumpness of my bottom lip, and I do as he silently commands and open for him.

My internal safety meter is pinging off the charts. Not from them. I was raised to notice danger and neither Gage, Rush, nor Aziel poses a threat to me.

But myself? I’m in danger of combusting if they don’t do something about my throbbing clit.

I groan with a fresh wave of frustration. I can’t think with how the juices slip to wet my thighs. I sway and rock my hips to feel more of Gage’s cock against my rear.

The room becomes a blur, and my fingers grip them for purchase.

I close my eyes against the torment of needing them so badly. “Get me undressed.”

Seven

Belle

Fear, excitement, and hot lusting pulses all merge inside me.

Unaware of my inner war, Gage chuckles a low rumble of amusement next to my ear. His grip is tight enough on my throat I can feel my pulse throbbing.

“You heard the lady. Some other time I might have you beg us, but right now I just want to see you taking our cocks.”

Gage releases me and suddenly I can breathe fully again. I inhale and fill my lungs with cool, conditioned air once. Twice, but that’s all I get.

Aziel’s lips find my neck while a set of hands find the hem of my blouse. With my bodice already discarded, pulling off the white silk is easy.

His touch turns revering. “I swear to God, I’ve never seen more beautiful breasts. Fuck. Look at those sweet cherries, men.” Aziel tosses my blouse to the side, and I’m suddenly lifted and placed on the end of a table.

I tremble at the power of his words.

My skirt with the high slit spreads open to my waist and my eyes touch the exposed skin of my thigh before rising to find his. When I stand there is no clue the slit goes all the way up. Sitting like this. My smile grows sultry the way his gaze drinks me in. Well, I guess my little secret is revealed.

“Men, I think we’re gonna like what we find under that skirt.” His expression turns downright wicked, pulling a shudder so strong from me my body takes it as a sign to cream. If they don’t hurry, I’ll be wetting my skirt and their table.

I spread my thighs and prop my heel on the edge of the large table. The slight movement causes my skirt to fall more open.

“Did you do that forus?” Gage asks. His finger dips into my wet channel. Shocked at his boldness, I cry out. Without penetrating me, he drags his finger through my juices.

All three stand in front of me like a pack of wolves ready for a buffet of carnal delights.

“Yes. Do you like what you see?”

Gage is in the middle with the other two flanking him. Aziel and Rush each push me to lay back on the massive kitchen table.

A couple of tugs and flips and my sandals fall to the floor.

Spread wide, Gage takes the edge of my skirt where the slit starts and slowly peels it back the rest of the way to reveal my bare, dripping wet folds.

I smile.

“And no panties? Sweetheart, you should know better than to leave the house without all your clothes.”

And just like that, the atmosphere in the large cabin shifts from steamy to scorching.

My smile drops and in its place is a hard flush.

“I did it for you. All three of you. I have nothing to hide,” I lie. Well, physically nothing to hide anyway. Honestly, I don’t recognize this version of myself, but I am starting to really love her. She’s bolder than I have even dared. Stronger, too. I’m both of those things, sure, but not to this degree. This new version of myself is teaching me I can have what I want as long as it isn’t harming anyone or myself.

Strong hands lift my ass off the table and my skirt joins my sandals and blouse on the floor.

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