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Lucas stands, moving over to me. Grant looks like he’s two seconds away from bolting. I guess it could be odd watching your boss and friend stick a cock in their mouth.

Maybe we can call this pack building?

“Oliver just needs to pull his dick out for me, and then you can return to his lap,” Lucas says, holding out his hand for her to take it.

Biting her lip, she gives it to him, and he surprises her by putting his arm under her ass to boost her up.

“Ah!” she gasps, her other arm going around his neck and her legs wrapping around his waist for balance.

Unbuttoning my dark wash jeans, I pull down the zipper and guide them down my hips as I watch Lucas and Isolde make out. Grant quietly stands, winking at me as he watches me fist my cock. Good, he’s making a quiet exit.

He grabs plates without allowing them to clatter and goes inside. Hopefully he’ll let Rita know not to come out here as well. Otherwise, another employee will be traumatized by a cock down Lucas’ throat.

“Are you ready for our girl?” Lucas asks, his words almost difficult to understand from how deep they are.

“Ready,” I say, watching as he drops her down to her feet.

Alesso moves to sit in Grant’s empty chair for a closer spot to watch, while I hold my hand out to Isolde to take. Guiding her back toward me, I have her sit on my right thigh as I spread my legs wide to accommodate both her and Lucas’s body.

The alpha in question licks his lips as he drops to his knees in front of me, and I notice Isolde’s fingers twitching as she watches him.

I have so many questions for her but I don’t want to ruin this. One of them is if she was a virgin when she was taken. It’s possible she was. For now, I’m going to table that thought because it’ll piss me off and make me rage.

No, for now, we are taking back her sexuality one step at a time.

“Do you want to touch me?” I ask her, my hand around the base of my cock to hold it steady for her. “You can.”

Isolde’s fingers reach out toward me, and in that vulnerable moment as her pink tongue sticks out in concentration, I decide that I’ll hand her the flamethrower to burn the world down. She deserves her vengeance.

Chapter Thirteen

Isolde

My finger moves up Oliver’s cock, reveling in how soft his skin is. I’ve never been able, nor wanted, to touch one unless I was cutting it off. Then, I was focused on the blood spray.

Since my experience is so limited outside of the auctions, I’ve never had consensual sex before. I was a virgin when I had my first heat, which made it all so much harder to survive.

“You can do whatever you want, Kitten,” Oliver says, slouched back on the chair.

My hand moves back down to where his hand is fisting himself, and he releases his dick so I can wrap my hand around it. He’s large enough that I can’t touch my fingers on the other side, his breaths coming faster as I pump up and down it. Precum begins to slide down his shaft and my mouth waters as I watch it.

Lucas coats his fingers with the liquid and my eyes widen as he shows it to me. He’s on his knees, a position of submission, but he doesn’t appear weak. His scent is strong, his body powerful, and his gaze is fierce as he stares at me.

“Do you want to have the honor of a first taste, darlin’?” he asks. My hand wraps around his wrist to bring it up toward my face and I tentatively lick his fingers.

I’m nervous. I think my mind has blocked out some of the face fucking that I’ve endured. I remember caving and crying, but not the actual taste. I have a feeling that the forced heat helps with the haze in my memory as well.

The flavor that bursts over my tongue makes me gasp, and I suck on Lucas’ fingers as I moan. Pepper and berries are somehow the best combination for Oliver. Sweet and spicy, just the way his scent is. It completely fits him.

Oliver holds me as I taste him, his body rigid and tense. Lucas’ lids drop to half mast as his blonde hair flops into his eyes, having skipped the hair products today. It gives him a softer look, and I love it so much.

“Fuck. Did you like that, Isolde?” he growls. “I should get to work or our alpha is going to bust and cover us in his cum and we’ve barely touched him.”

Ohhh. Wow. Why does the thought of that sound so good? Shuddering, I can feel the slick pushing out of my pussy, and ruining my panties. I’m no longer hiding what I am around them, which means that my body is loudly singing how much I’m enjoying their words.

“Interesting,” Oliver purrs, moving to kiss my neck. “Will you be my good girl and give me all your pretty noises while Lucas makes me come? If you want to help him be the very best boy by fisting his hair, I think he’d like that.”

“You’re a twat, Oliver,” he says, making me smile. “He’s not wrong though, darlin’. I want you to make me gag on him. Be gentle though. This is my first time sucking cock.”