Page 88 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

DANTE

Sofia took my breath away,ready to take Yorkfield by storm. Beautiful women were a dime a dozen, but women like Sofia, with the courage to draw a dangerous stalker out of hiding on the same night she announced she was fucking three different men? Fucking incredible.

Not that we’d made any effort to keep our relationship under wraps, especially while the three of us lost our minds during her captivity. Still, going out to dinner was wildly different from showing up at the year’s biggest charity gala flanked by three men.

I fought the urge to yank her away from Nico, to mark her, to claim her. The only way she’d ever be mine was if I shared her with her two other lovers. The thought distressed me less than it had several weeks ago when I’d discovered I wasn’t the only man in her life.

The thought of what we were about to do to my sweet slut turned me hard as I trailed behind Sofia and Nick. We were going to distract her from her worry, from everything, and make sure the entire fucking world knew exactly who she belonged to.

Sofia’s gaze bounced between the three of us once we climbed into the limo. Armored, with a screen between the back and the front, and two bench seats facing each other, it provided the privacy I wanted for what we were about to do to her. She sat with her back to the driver, beside Nico, with Lorenzo and I across from her, all three of us hard as fucking rocks. She didn’t know the plan, but we did.

As the driver pulled away, I barked, “Dress up, slut. Show me the panties I know are already soaked.”

With a sly smile, she lifted her skirts, bunching them in her hands. Nico helped her arrange them to avoid wrinkles, then shoved her knees apart.

“Lorenzo was supposed to leave you begging for more,” I said, cutting my eyes toward my co-conspirator. He grinned unrepentantly, licking his lips as he stared at our sweet slut’s pussy, the silk of her panties dampening as she sat there, open and displayed to us, panting softly.

“Oops,” she said, her eyes sparkling with delight.

This wouldn’t do. She was too happy, too pleased to be playing. That wasn’t the headspace I wanted her in. Sofia needed us to take everything from her so she could clear her mind and relax. It was the only time I ever saw her truly without worry, and I wanted to give her that before the gala.

“Wrists, Nico,” I reminded him. Wide-eyed, still amused and delighted, she turned to him, offering her wrists together so he could bind them.

“Behind your head,” he murmured. She did as requested, and he quickly bound them with silk lined cuffs. Once she was suitably arranged, he wrapped his fingers around the scrap of lace keeping us from her gorgeous pussy and pulled it down her legs.

When Sofia tried to press her knees together, Nico slapped her on her thigh, leaving a red palm print thatwould show every time her leg peeked through the slit in her skirt. Grim possessiveness streaked through me. By the time we were done with her tonight, there wouldn’t be a person in Yorkfield who would doubt who she belonged to.

I reached into the silk bag between Lorenzo and I and pulled out an egg vibrator, slightly larger than usual, controlled through an app we’d already installed on our phones. Leaning forward, I traced it around Sofia’s soft pink lips until they parted with understanding. Her tongue darted out, and then she licked and laved it until it was soaked in her spit.

“Good girl,” Nico said softly as he slid one hand under the barely-there bodice of her dress to tweak a nipple. She jolted and then moaned around the vibrator. When it was good and wet, I languidly moved it downward, tracing it through her folds as her hips twitched before pushing it into her.

The guttural moan that escaped once I’d lodged the toy inside her was sexy as fuck. I pinched her clit hard, eliciting a whine of need.

“Fuck yes, slut. Look at how wet and needy you are, desperate for my toy, desperate for our cocks.”

Sofia just nodded, her eyes glazing over as Nico continued to play with her breasts. We wanted her sore and bruised, aching every time the fabric of her dress moved over her skin. I leaned back and thumbed open the app on my phone. The vibrator came to life and Sofia keened softly, her legs falling entirely open, letting her head loll back over her hands, as I stoked her desire.

“Fucking hell, Dante,” she whined.

“Fucking hell, what?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Instead of correcting herself, she moaned.

“Turn the fuck around, slut,” I ordered, an edge in myvoice. This wasn’t part of the plan, but if a quick punishment was what our girl wanted, needed, who was I to refuse? “Get on your knees,” I said, when she didn’t move.

I increased the strength of the vibrations and she mewled but moved to turn over. Nico helped her, holding her so she didn’t topple in the moving vehicle, as she descended to her knees on the floor of the car, leaning her chest on the seat beside Nico and presenting me with that gorgeous ass and weeping pussy.

“What do you call me, Sofia?” I asked, keeping my voice low and rough as I leaned forward and stroked my fingers over the creamy flesh of her ass and her thighs, the fabric of her dress creating a perfect frame for her curves.

Lorenzo increased the intensity with his phone. Sofia gasped and whined with need, her sweet cries filling the vehicle. My entire body hardened, and I ached to end this game and just take her sweet hips in my hands and slam into her, slaking my desire for her. No, tonight was about distracting her from the danger, giving her a night to remember, not my selfish desire to fuck the worry out of her.

“One last chance to call me sir, Sofia,” I growled.

Instead of answering, she looked over her shoulder with those gorgeous blue eyes and licked her lips.

Never one to miss an opportunity to join in on the fun, Nico took his cock out and moved until Sofia leaned on his thighs, her mouth right above him, and she licked the crown. Time to give her the pain she so clearly craved.

Crack! Crack! Crack!I spanked her ass as she slobbered over Nico, unable to support herself with her hands behind her head. He grabbed her shoulders, then carefully, that kind man, wrapped his fingers around her head so he could thrust up into her mouth as I punished her.

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