Page 62 of Pay the Price

I closed my eyes, more than ready to be fucked, then opened them to find Jace unfastening the rope that cordoned off our area.

He took in the scene: me, sprawled out and naked except for the embroidered flowers now under my tits instead of covering them, the bodysuit pulled aside to reveal my pussy.

Wolf’s dick out and near my face.

Otis ready to fuck me.

Jace’s gaze raked my body before he fastened his eyes on my face, a dark and glittering desire simmering in their green depths.

“What are you waiting for?” he asked, easing into the booth a foot away from me. “Fuck her.”

Chapter 38

Daisy

Otis closed my thighs. “Turn around, doll.”

I pushed off the booth and turned onto my stomach, then felt Otis peel off the dress, which had been hanging by my shoulders even though it was wide open.

It felt good to be free of it, and I realized I wasn’t even a little bit self-conscious even though I was basically naked in front of a room full of strangers. Some of them weren’t paying us any attention, but I felt the gazes of others, watching us from the dance floor.

The threesome next to us had disappeared, replaced by a foursome with one woman and three men, but the couples on the other side of us were still going out at it, although I couldn’t be sure but it looked like they’d swapped partners.

I was in such a sex haze that I shouldn’t have even registered it, but the possibility sent a wave of jealousy crashing through my body.

I wouldnevershare the Beasts.

I didn’t even want to think about what my possessiveness meant.

Otis lifted my hips so that I was standing, ass in the air while I rested my hands on the edge of the booth. Anyone on the dance floor was getting a front row seat to my latest wax, but oh well.

Wolf’s dick was near my face, making it clear what part he was going to play in our ménage, and Jace’s gaze was locked onto my ass where Otis was sliding the head of his dick through my thighs.

I gasped when he reached my clit, then pushed back to show him I wanted more while Wolf traced my lips with his dick.

“I think she wants it,” Otis said.

“She has to tell you if she wants you to give it to her,” Jace said.

I was fixated on the bulge in his trousers, desperate for him to play even though once Wolf filled my mouth and Otis filled my cunt, I had only one hole left and so far, that hole had always been a one-way street.

I felt like I was in a fever dream, my body ravenous for everything they could give me, oblivious to anyone or anything but what I wanted them to do to me.

Which was basically anything. Everything.

Otis massaged my ass cheeks, his dick still resting against my entrance. “That sounded like an order, doll.”

“Tell him what you want,” Jace said.

The music was loud, but in our sex-drenched corner of the VIP area, all I heard was them and the moans and dirty talk of the people fucking next to us.

“I want you to give it to me,” I said, then added, “Please.”

Because I was totally not above groveling to get Otis — or any of the Beasts — to fuck me.

“Sounds pretty clear to me,” Otis said.

Wolf pressed his dick more insistently against my lips and I took him into my mouth as Otis drove into me.

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