Page 14 of Room Six: Breathlessly Devoted to Them

They should be thanking me because they get to look at her head-on. I arch an eyebrow at them, and Cy shakes his head with a smirk. When he focuses back on Ariel his smirk turns into something wicked, his eyes traveling over ever part of her he can see.

Ariel scrunches up her face as she looks at Cy before blurting, “Wait. Holy shit. You’re Cy Hunt? You’re one of the top ranked players in the country right now.” She blinks and shakes her head. “I’ve been playing with you?” She gasps and her eyes widen, “I sniped the fuck out of you.”

I throw my head back and laugh at how adorable she is. “Yeah, you did,” I confirm, my voice full of amusement.

Cy looks at her like she hung the fucking moon. It’s a look I’ve never seen on his face before, but it’s fitting considering Ariel is our future, our queen. I can’t wait to see how she’ll writhe between us. I can’t wait to see the way her tits bounce as she rides one of my friends before we stuff her other two waiting holes. I try and shift on the high stool to relieve some of the ache in my balls, but it does nothing to help.

I lean into our woman and whisper, “I think he fell in love with you the moment you dropped him.”

She scoffs, but I don’t crack a grin when she looks at me, her gorgeous blue eyes big and round. When she looks over at Cy, her cheeks heat. It’s damn adorable. The fucking charmer he is, no matter how much he doesn’t normally show emotion most of the time, winks at her.

Gabe nods at a server as they pass the table with a tray full of beers before he rests his forearms on the table and leans in as if he’s trying to get closer to our girl. I don’t blame him. I definitely got the best seat in the fucking house.

“He was so damn keyed up when he told us about your shot.” He smirks, his voice dipping into something dark and twisted. “Pretty much has been stalking you ever since.”

Ariel’s eyes are wide and the pulse in her neck starts thumping. She doesn’t run though.

Cy shakes his head and cuts his eyes at Gabe scoffing, “As if you were much better once you heard her voice?” I chuckle under my breath and Cy’s gaze slides to me. “Or you.”

I shrug and give into the impulse to reach over and grip Ariel’s thigh. She’s wearing a dress and a hint of her creamy thighs are on display. I can almost feel them wrapped around my head as I dive headfirst into her juicy cunt or my hips as I plow into her.

Fucking hell.

“I just chuckled, I didn’t deny shit,” I respond, amused.

Ariel looks between us, and a heartbeat passes where time seems to freeze. She throws her head back and laughs, the sound wrapping around all of us and making us perk up.I know for a fact I’d rather hear her moaning my name, but a laugh is damn good as well. I don’t think a woman’s laugh has ever made my cock throb before, but here we are.

When none of us join in because we’re too busy staring at her in awe and fucking adoration, her laugh tapers off. “Oh,” she squeaks, “you’re joking, right?”

I arch an eyebrow when she looks at me and shake my head slowly. “About us mildly stalking you?” She bites her lip and I almost lean in and do it myself, but I don’t. “Not at all, little mermaid.”

She rolls her eyes and lets out a huff of annoyance. She mumbles, “I don’t know how I feel about the nickname.”

Gabriel’s chuckle is low, his voice a command, “Get used to it, Ari, you’ll be hearing it a lot.”

She looks at him before her eyes slide down to the tabletop in a submissive gesture which has my cock leaking pre-cum. “Okay, Gabriel.”

Gabe lets out a groan before the server walks up to us. The woman looks around the table with hunger, her gaze not settling on Ariel for a minute. Our woman bristles slightly when she notices, but then looks away as if it doesn’t bother her. I move my hand a little higher up her thigh and give a possessive squeeze.

“Don’t eye fuck us in front of our woman,” Cy growls the words and Ariel snaps her head around to look at him, appreciation in her gaze. I swear I can smell how fucking wet her sweet pussy is right now.

The server balks and blinks before she stutters, “I-I’m sorry.” She shakes her head as if it could erase her misstep. It can’t. “What can I get you?”

Gabriel orders for the table, but I’m not paying attention. I can’t.Ariel’s skin is so fucking soft and feeling her against my fingers is shredding my control which was paper thin to begin with. Our woman’s chest is heaving with panting breaths, and I force myself to stop squeezing her so tightly. I want to leave my bruises behind on her body, but I should slow down.

That doesn’t mean I let go of her completely. It would be impossible for me to do.

“So soft,” I whisper reverently.

Gabe growls, “Don’t remind us you’re close enough to touch her. That’s just cruel.”

Ariel swallows hard, her eyebrows coming together in confusion, “I don’t understand.”

Cy leans forward and opens his mouth as if he’s going to lay all our cards on the table, but fear of her running grips me hard and I cut him off. “He’s just intense. Don’t worry about it, Ari.”

I share a glance with my best friends. It’s difficult for me to slow this down, but I think our girl has enough to process. We don’t want to push her, or she won’t hear anything we have to say. She won’t understand that we want this forever.

Cy gives a curt nod and then leans back slightly, but his eyes stay locked on Ariel, taking her in. Yeah, I might get to touch her, but being able to look your fill at her must be damn good as well. I don’t know how he’s able to keep his eyes on her face, I’m pretty sure I’d be staring at her deliciously full tits. He’s a stronger man than me that’s for damn sure.

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