Page 33 of Owned By Shadows

She walks off, towards the front of the plane where there’s an area set aside for the staff behind a curtain that swishes shut when she goes through it.

“Let’s get you settled, then maybe we can have something to eat and all go for a nap,” Hunt says, and the others part as he steps towards a set of seats right at the back, away from Bubby, Dima, and Andrei. There are four seats and they all face each other. I go to protest, not wanting anyone left out, but Hunt sits in one, setting me in his lap and pulling the seat belt over both of us, just like in the car. “I’m not ready to let you go yet, Peaches.”

The words are whispered in my ear as the others take their seats. Rowan nabs the one next to Hunt and me while Nik and Roman sit opposite us. I watch as Nik takes Roman’s hand in his, his good arm, then realise Roman is holding the other close to his chest even though the sling is off. My brows dip down.

“Are you hurting, Ro?” I ask as the plane picks up speed, starting to take off. My heart beats a little fast inside my chest, as it always used to do when I flew, but I’m not scared, more exhilarated.

“I’m okay, Princess. Andrei gave me some painkillers so it’s manageable,” he answers, and my worry eases even further when Nik brings the hand he’s holding up to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of it. They are just too damn cute together.

Hunt pulls me closer to his body, Rowan grabbing my hand in his and gripping it tightly.

“Not a fan of flying?” I ask Roo, glancing over at him to find his jaw tight, his eyes closed.

He cracks one open to look at me. “I know that statistically I’m more likely to die in a car crash than a plane crash.” He swallows as the plane leaves the ground. “But there’s something unnatural about being in a tin can forty thousand feet above the ground.”

I suck my lips in, holding back the smile. “So it turns out that you’re just as human as the rest of us. Noted.”

Both his eyes open, then narrow as he glares at me.

“Oh, you just earned a punishment, Princess. Hope it was worth it.” Roman laughs, and now my heart is racing for an entirely different reason.

“What will my punishment be, Roo?” I ask Rowan, my eyes not leaving his intense gaze. His posture is less tense than it was moments before, his muscles relaxing as he continues to stare at me like a snake does to a mouse that’s wandered across its path.

“Maybe I’ll carve something else into that pretty flesh of yours,” he states, but then shakes his head, a wicked smile tugging his lips up that should be terrifying. Tell that to Evangeline. “No, you liked that too much, hardly a punishment.” He thinks for a moment, his attention never wavering as the plane evens out. “Perhaps some edging would do.” His grin widens when my breath catches and I squirm in Hunt’s lap. “Yes, I think that would work well. In fact, we could start right now.”

Before I can open my mouth to protest, he’s unbuckling his seat belt, grabbing a blanket, and kneeling in front of me. Hunt—the enabling bastard—helps get my leggings and knickers off, then places my thighs on either side of his, opening his legs wide and thus exposing me fully.

I try to close them when I spot the streaks of blood that still line my thighs, but a growl from both Hunt and Rowan freezes me in place.

“I’ve not been able to wash since...” I chew my lower lip but don’t need to finish. They know I mean since the scare.

“Oh, Lamb,” Rowan coos as his gaze devours the space between my thighs. “You know I’m not scared of a little blood. In fact…” He dips his head and takes a deep inhale that really shouldn’t turn me on, considering how messy I must be down there. “I prefer it and am glad you left it for me to clean up.”

I gasp as his tongue licks up my inner thigh just as the blanket settles over my lap, sort of hiding what he’s doing from view. Though, if anyone comes back here, they’ll know.

“You’ll have to be quiet, Peaches,” Hunt whispers in my ear, his hard, jeans-covered cock pressed against my arse. “And remember, no coming.”

I breathe out a shuddering breath as Rowan licks up the other side of my inner thigh, a low, quiet moan sounding under the blanket. He really likes it when I’m messy like this, and even though the situation that caused the blood was one of the worst times in my life, I can’t help the shiver of lust that pebbles my nipples under my shirt. Can’t stop the way that part of me fucking loves that he desires me even when society deems me undesirable. That he gets off on things that would make many men disgusted.

My lips part as he licks up my slit, his fingers moving to spread them apart more so he can really delve deeper. My eyelashes flutter, already so close to coming it’s embarrassing. I can hear the stewardess asking Dima, Andrei, and Bubby what they’d like to drink, and the panic that she’ll come over here just heightens the pleasure that Rowan’s tongue is bringing me.

“Don’t worry, she won’t interrupt us,” Hunt assures me softly, his lips ghosting over my neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling until my eyes close again. The sensations they’re giving me are too much, and my chest heaves with panted breaths, my nails digging into Hunt’s forearms with the effort it’s taking to not cry out, not scream my pleasure for everyone to hear.

Just as I’m about to reach the cresting wave that promises oblivion, Rowan stops, his breath panting against my core but not enough to push me over the edge. My eyes snap open in outrage, only to find Nik’s hooded gaze on me, Roman’s head bobbing up and down in his lap. Nik’s fingers are tangled in Ro’s blond hair and is using it to guide his movements.

Fucking hell.

My core clenches around nothing, a small whimper falling from my lips as I watch my boyfriend give my other boyfriend a blow job. I think maybe it’s their first because Nik’s tight jaw keeps clenching as if it’s taking everything not to come, his eyes wild and every muscle tense as Ro swallows him down.

“They’re hot together, aren’t they, Peaches?” Hunt rasps in my ear, his lips resuming their teasing caresses as Rowan licks me from opening to clit.

“Fuck, yes, so hot,” I breathe out, the words barely a sound, but I know Nik hears or reads my lips because his tilts up in a smirk before they part when Roman takes him deep. Looks like I’m not the only one having to be quiet, though I doubt Roman is edging Nik in the same way that Rowan is doing to me.

“I can’t wait to get all three of you under me,” Hunt continues, and my back arches when Roo hits a sweet spot inside me with his tongue. “I can just imagine it, all of you on your knees for Daddy while I take turns choking you with my big cock.” His dirty words set me ablaze, and they’re almost enough to have me coming, but Rowan stops again like he knows.Fucking cuntface bastard.

He chuckles. “Such foul language from you, Lamb,” he purrs against my core, and I realise I must have said the last part aloud. He smacks my clit, just a tap really, but I swear to fuck I almost come from it.

“Naughty pet.”

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