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Story: Kiss of Death

With a quick shrug, she licks her lips. “With so many mates always willing to dick me down, why would I?”

That pulls chuckles from all of us men before I shoot Wraith a look. He holds up his hands in surrender and makes his way back into the kitchen—where he’ll have a great view of the show we’re about to give him.

“Up on the table, little mate.” When she turns around to do just that, I smack her ass. She glares at me over her shoulder but continues onto the table. When she goes to turn around to face us, I stop her. “No. I want your head hanging off the end of the table.”

She frowns before shrugging and getting into the position I want her in.

Hell yes.

Too bad I’m not the one going to be burying my cock in her throat. At least not this time.

I pull my shirt off, tossing it to the side before kicking off my shoes and pulling off my pants. I stand there in just my boxer briefs, my cock hard and throbbing as I turn back to Brenden and Donovan, who have both stripped down as well.

I give them a quick nod before moving more chairs away from the table and climbing onto it with Audrey. She sits up on her elbows to watch me settle between her legs.

“You’re gonna suck Brenden’s cock, while I get my fill of you—my very favorite snack—and Donovan will play with your tits.” When she nods excitedly, I laugh. “You like the sound of that? Especially knowing that Wraith is watching but unable to join?”

She clenches her thighs together, her hips rocking slightly. “Yes. Please.”

“You heard our mate.” I give the other two a pointed look, and they jump forward as I lower myself to lie on the table. Pulling Audrey’s legs over my shoulders, I grin at her glistening pussy. I knew she’d like this.

I bury my face in her cunt, licking the length of her slit before flicking my tongueacross her clit. Her back arches off the table as she cries out my name.

That’s when I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. A glance up at Donovan and Brenden shows they hear it, too, but I don’t think Audrey has.

This was bound to happen eventually, and I have zero intentions of stopping what I’m doing. I guess we’ll just see how it plays out.

Because I know what’s coming, I tease her until her hands grip my head and she tries to grind against my face.

“Hey, Wraith,” Nex calls before he’s reached the bottom of the stairs. “I know you’re cooking dinner, but should I figure out something for myself? I’m not sure if I’m supposed to share meals—”

He cuts off, his mouth falling open as he takes in the scene before me, and I grin before flicking my tongue against Audrey’s clit rapidly.

“Fucking hell,” she cries out, her eyes locked on Nex.

“Oh. I should…” I turn my head to find Nex flushing, his hand falling to his cock before spinning around. “I’ll just—”

“No.”

We all freeze at Audrey’sresponse.

She glances down at me and lifts her brows. “Did I tell you to stop?”

“No, you didn’t, little mate.” I grin before ducking my head back down and fucking my tongue into her core.

Her back arches again as she whimpers, then she turns her head toward Nex. “You’re going to have to get used to this. This isn’t going to be the last time you walk in on us having sex. You should stay and watch.”

“Umm…I…I…” Nex stutters before clearing his throat. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Let me rephrase this,” she tells him, her voice going cold. “You’ll stay and watch us.”

Silence follows her demand, and I want to see how Nex is taking this, but I have my own orders from my mate. I’m supposed to make her feel good, and I plan to exceed her expectations.

“Okay,” he finally whispers, barely audible.

“But you’re not allowed to touch yourself or any of us,” Brenden adds. “If Wraith is being punished, then so are you. But your offense is much worse, so you’re not allowed to get yourself off.”

Audrey hums. “I like thesound of that.”