Page 114 of Orion Ruined

“Nobody’ll know, Orion. The Gianini family will look after us. They have no other option.”

“Even so, we’ll keep the lunch to one hour. Say, one o’clock?”

“Twelve. I don’t want to eat too late,” Maisy says matter-of-factly. A little too matter-of-factly. Why is it that I always cast doubt on her?

I shake it off, because I’m certain this is it with her. There’s nothing else she could be hiding. And I better get used to it, get used to having a woman around with all her mood swings, her requests, her desires.

“Twelve it is.” I lean in and press my lips to hers. She responds with a soft hum and leaves Kai’s embrace for mine, shuffling over his and Logan’s legs and wrapping her arms around my neck. Fuck, this girl is everything we’ve ever needed in our lives.

“I love you.” She looks at me. “And I love you, Logan.” Her eyes fall on Logan, then Kai. “And you, Kai. I love you, too.”

Logan strokes her cheek. “Maisy, what brought this on?”

She shrugs. “My nightmares. Come on, all of you. Give me a hug. I need you.”

11.45PM

Kai’s making excuses for her. “Any minute now.”

The three of us have been waiting for Maisy in the kitchen for almost twenty minutes. We were supposed to leave at eleven-thirty. Knowing the traffic’s terrible, we should’ve left on time. But Maisy’s still getting ready. I don’t know what kind of person she is when she’s getting ready, but I know some of the women I went out with were fucking terrible.

Today is special for us; we’re going out with her for the very first time. A date. Huh. My stomach overturns when I think that word. It makes me sick. But she’s ours. There’s nothing more to it. We’ll wait for her as long as it takes.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs makes us all stand up.

Finally, the door opens and she enters. I don’t know what we were expecting. We’re all nervous in our own way, and because of it, none of us dressed in anything special and we’re wearing what we always do: Logan and I each in a three-piece suit and tie, and Kai in his leather jacket and jeans.

But Maisy, oh dear fucking God! Maisy is something else. Bright pink heels, baby pink bodycon dress wrapped around her killer body, makeup–she’s enough to slay you with. And those lips. I stare at them as if I’m under a spell, imagining them wrapped around my cock. Fuck! I fix my hard-on in my pants, leaving it some space to grow.

“You’re gorgeous!” Kai exclaims as he adjusts himself similarly. He has the same thoughts as I do.

Logan laughs and kisses her cheek. “Maisy, sweetheart, let’s just stay home and fuck.”

Her eyes land on me and I take a deep breath. For some reason, I can never breathe properly in her presence. Not after I made peace in my head with the fact that I’m not letting her go. Ever.

“You’re mine to fuck after this. I’ll be taking that dress off.” My eyes lock with hers. “Got that, boys?”

“Only if we watch,” Kai grins.

“Do whatever you want. But she’s mine to play with.” I walk over to her and cup her face. “Aren’t you, my little slut?”

Her eyes glaze over, her pupils dilating. She’s there, in her subspace, in an instant. Her bottom lip’s pulled between her teeth, and her cunt is wet, I know that for a fact.

She nods and blinks a few times before she clears her throat. “I’m hungry now,” she breathes.

I study her face as I tower over her. My cock’s bursting in my pants. I can’t fucking wait to have my way with her. “Let’s go. The sooner we get there, the sooner we’ll be back.”

She turns and leads us out of my house and straight to the limousine that’s been waiting outside for twenty minutes. Garry’s behind the wheel. He’s the only one I trust. Anyway, he thinks this is a business meeting.

The four of us climb into the back of the car. Maisy chooses the seat behind Garry and we sit opposite her.

I press the button next to my seat and address the driver. “Garry, just get us there as soon as possible.”

He nods in the rear-view mirror as I switch off the comms and lean back.

“Thank you for coming with me. You truly are something.” Maisy laughs sadly. Her mood seems as dark as her eyes. Indecipherable. I wanted to see her happier.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

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