Page 113 of Beautifully Ruined

“And the emerald?”

“Go. Available. Anyone’s.”

I shiver as he moves closer to me, staring into my cleavage where my nipples are on the constant verge of showing. It’s why I bought this.

His fingers whisper against my thigh, and I want to scuttle away.

“I’m Cade’s. He gets to choose.” Then I step back. “The bracelet means no one will touch, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then I think I should let you get back to being the consummate host. I’m going to explore. Thank you.”

With that, I turn and start looking around. I don’t expect signs to pop up announcing that Gianna has just left, but I’m hoping I’ll see her, see that man who took her and me and locked us up. Who had Cade beaten.

But I don’t, and I find myself back where that lit area is.

This time, it isn’t empty. A couple is having sex. And it’s being filmed, shown on a big screen. He cums in her, and then anotherman takes his place and fucks her ass. Then another, and another.

Some alternate between pussy and ass, some go for pussy, some for her ass. And I’ve never, ever seen a gangbang before, not like this, not where the woman’s actually into it.

Someone flips her into the pile driver position, and another man ties her into place so she can’t move.

They fuck her, hard and slow, each hole, and I’m mesmerized.

It’s me up there, being pleasured, used by all these men, these strangers. Me helpless. Me naked.

“Stop fantasizing about it being you,” Cade murmurs in my ear, sliding a hand around my waist, against my skin under the corset. “I’m never letting that happen.”

“Not even if I beg?”

He laughs. “I want you to beg. But no. I don’t think I’m a sharing kind of guy.”

Cade bites my throat, and I moan at the sparks that twist through me, right to my clit. And he rubs against me.

He’s hard, and I rub back.

I’m tingling, wet, throbbing.

“But you’re enjoying the show, selfishly.” His other hand slips down and pulls my skirt up, my top down to expose my nipples.

And then he starts to stroke my clit, and I tremble, vision blurring.

His fingers move then, and he pushes them into me, and I spasm.

I need more.

He starts to fuck me with his fingers, that rough push of his fingers working magic within me, and the pressure builds and builds until I explode, coming hard, moaning loud.

Cade laughs. “Fuck, Vi. Are you trying to upstage the gangbang on the stage? So greedy and filthy.”

I look around as he pushes my skirt higher, really exposing me, and his hand moves away. In that moment, I completely forgot where I was.

And people are looking.

Cade turns me and pushes his fingers into my mouth. “Suck them clean. I want you to know how good you taste. So, do it. Now.”

I do, I suck my juices off him, licking each digit clean.