Page 60 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

Watching the three of them work together, a picture of domestic bliss, didn’t just heighten my physical need. It tightened the ache in my chest to a sharp pain. I wanted to have it all so fiercely, yet I’d never doubted so much my capacity to maneuver my world so that I could.

Lorenzo crouched beside me, cupping my cheek and turning my face up to his. “Sofia, please, is this really what you want? For me to call you a slut, to share you with two other men, to treat you like a fucking pet?”

Yes. No. I don’t know.My lips twisted in frustration. Lorenzo and I had wasted so many years angry with one another. And now, instead of being honest and upfront about what I needed, I was manipulating him.

But I needed this. I needed to sit at Dante’s feet and let Nick tell me what to do so I could take my pleasure without having to think, without the hazy memories of Sergio taking over.

“I want you, Lorenzo,” I whispered. “But it doesn’t have to be here, like this, if you don’t want.”

He nodded. “I want to watch first. Is that okay with you?”

My heart swelled, and my pussy clenched as I imagined his eyes on me as Nick and Dante tortured me. “Yes.”

By then, Nick and Dante had joined us. Dante patted his thigh, and I crawled to him where he stood in the middle of the common area, wincing as the bells jingled and jangled, pulling my nipples downward with their weight. “That’s my filthy slut,” he said appreciatively. “Such a good fucking girl.”

Nick grunted and snapped his fingers in Dante’s face. “No, I’m in charge tonight.”

Dante raised an eyebrow and I shivered at the rage in hiseyes. “Sofia belongs to me,” he said, possessively cupping my jaw as I stared up at him with wide eyes.

Nick stroked his thumb over Dante’s cheek, eerily similar to how Lorenzo had done the same to me a few moments before. The two men rested their foreheads against one another. “Lorenzo doesn’t know shit about BDSM except what he’s read on the Internet. Let me introduce him to our games in a way that won’t send him running.”

I scooted closer to Dante and leaned my cheek against his thigh, hoping my touch reassured him as much as his reassured me. His fingers tightened in my hair before releasing me. He exhaled sharply and then stepped back, only to grab me by the shoulders to hold me up when the movement overbalanced me.

When Dante’s and Nick’s fingers tangled together in my hair, it was absolute bliss. It didn’t matter how cruelly Dante treated me, I craved his touch, the release that ceding control brought me.

“Good boy,” Nick teased, and Dante nipped at his nose. God, what I would have given to understand their relationship better.

“Up onto the couch, baby,” Nick commanded me, and I made sure to put an extra sway into my hips as I crawled over, then climbed up onto the cushions, my ass to the room with my hands on the back of the couch. I spread my legs, blushing furiously at the knowledge that Lorenzo could see the evidence of my desire dripping out of me, a visible reminder that I loved this, that submitting felt right.

“Do you want to negotiate this scene?” Nick asked me. “Or do you want it to be a surprise?”

“Surprise,” I gasped as he plunged a finger inside of me.

“Lorenzo, come here,” Nick said. “Come feel how wet she is.”

I heard a rustle of cloth, then fingers gently stroked my folds.

“Fuck, sunshine,” Lorenzo rasped reverently. I closed my eyes against the humiliation of my wetness.

“Fuck her with your finger,” Nick said, his voice just as close as Lorenzo’s.

A finger teased at my entrance then plunged inside. I whined with need, and my hips jerked back before I could stop myself.

Nick slapped me hard on the ass. “None of that, baby girl. Stay still.”

“I felt it when you spanked her,” Lorenzo whispered. My cheeks reddened, realizing he’d felt my pussy clench around his finger.

“Gorgeous, isn’t it? Add another finger and keep them in there,” Nick instructed.

As soon as the second finger invaded me, hot slaps peppered my ass. I whined and moaned as each impact sent my body shaking, my nipples sore and aching as the clamps jingled.

“Shall we add some stripes to that gorgeous ass this evening?” Nick asked. “We do owe her a punishment.”

Dante’s dark chuckle scared me, and I knew I’d pay for Nick having wrested control of the evening from him.

“Let Lorenzo have the pleasure of spanking her first.”

The fingers withdrew from me, and I whined my displeasure, thrusting my bottom back toward the men behind me.

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