Page 59 of Lose Me In The Shadows

His eyes lit. “I’m coming with.”

Kara almost tripped over her heels as she crossed the dance floor to find the bathroom, not looking behind her. There were loud footsteps, three sets of them.

When she reached the bathroom, Luke grabbed her elbow in his hand. Just the touch of his hand on her bare arm was enough to set her off.

“You’re not going in there alone.”

“What, you’re going to follow me into the bathroom?”

“He isn’t,” Micah said, appearing in her line of sight. He was breathing harshly, and when she glanced down, she saw his cock straining against his pants.

“What the fuck, man,” Luke protested.

“We all are.”

Some look passed between them, and they all fell quiet.

“Whatever,” Kara said, thrilled, terrified—pick an emotion, it was churning in her, along with the need to get herself off.

Or let her men do it.

She started to go into the bathroom, but Luke stopped her.

“We need to check it first, make sure it’s clear, and that you’re safe.”

Oh.

That just made her hotter and hornier.

He kept his hand on her arm as Conor passed him into the bathroom. The door shut behind him, and Kara tried to slow her breathing, but she was incredibly excited. Whatever was to come, she was ready for it.

Hopefully what was to come was her.

Conor pushed the door open. “Clear.”

Taking the lead and squaring her shoulders, Kara made her way into the bathroom, the other two following her. Conor caught her around her waist, picking her up and spinning her before depositing her on the couch in the bathroom lounge area. It was one of those swanky bathrooms with gilded mirrors, Carrara marble, and plush couches with velvet cushions and gold tassels. Not to Kara’s taste, but right now the glitz and glamour appealed—especially because they were going to dirty the whole thing up.

The men crowded her from all sides, making her feel small. But from the way they stared at her, hunger in their eyes, feeling small made her no less powerful.

“Kryptonite pussy,” she murmured, and they laughed.

“Pull your dress up and spread your thighs so we can see that Kryptonite pussy,” Conor ordered.

“OurKryptonite pussy,” Luke corrected softly, and Conor stilled.

Eyes warming, he asked Kara, “Is that right, sweet baby girl?”

Sweet baby girl. A claim on her from all of them.

Kara swallowed, then nodded.

“Spread those legs then. Show us what’s ours,” Conor said.

So she did, standing up for a moment so she could pull her dress up around her waist, before sitting back down and spreading her thighs wide. She could feel herself trembling in anticipation.

“You want to show us how you pleasure our pussy, don’t you?” Micah encouraged, his voice like silk as he encouraged her. Kara closed her eyes as she placed one hand on her breast and played with her nipple, the other on her mound and began to circle her clit. It wouldn’t take long.

Luke tsked. “Open your eyes, vixen. We want to see everything.”

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