Page 77 of Rebellion

The people laughed and I knew he’d hooked them in.

Tate stood between us, nodded to both couples, then the crowd and Foster. “Ready?”

We didn’t have to say anything. We were all more than ready.

I looked over to Hawk. “Make her come, Hawk.”

Lilly sneered and said, “Not a chance. Gray, make Angel come for me.”

“I will,” he said.

The men turned their focus on each of us and I saw Lilly no more. Gray grabbed my chin with one hand and spread my legs with the other.

“I still meant what I said earlier. When this is over, I’m going to fuck you into next week.” He slid a finger across my clit, then slapped my pussy.

I gasped. “Promises, promises.”

“You are asking for it, aren’t you, my love.”

Absolutely. “Yes.”

He ran one hand down my cheek and then wrapped it around my throat. “This is what you want, isn’t it? Despite your protests, your training, your determination to be in charge, you want me to take you.”

“Mmm.” I tried my best to sound non-committal. It wouldn’t do for these people who’d seen me train, who’d watched me become the confident Dominatrix, see me give into a man now.

I did want it. I wanted Gray to make me his, and only his, forever.

I always had.

He pushed his knees between mine and spread me open wide. I was bare for all the audience and open for him.

“There will be no cheating Angel. You will come for me.”

I had no doubt of that. The question was when.

Gray caressed the inside of my thighs. “I want you wet and wanting. When I slide my fingers into your pussy again, I want you drenched, waiting for me.”

“Yes.” No problem there. I had no control of my response. Half the time just being in the same room as Gray got me wet. Having him talk dirty in my ear, teasing me, in front of an audience. Let’s just say I was more than ready.

“All right, gentlemen. Make your ladies come.”

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