Page 5 of Sold to the Single Daddies (Southern Heat Reverse Harems #4)
Reagan
I stiffened and shot a worried look at W. I couldn’t have an orgasm in front of a crowd. Was he crazy?
“Switch places with me, M.” W winked at me and moved out of sight.
M walked around to stand in front of me and I saw the thick bulge in his pants. He was as turned on as I was. I looked up at him and swallowed nervously. He squatted down so we were eye-to-eye and ran his finger over my lips. His gaze was so intense that I struggled to hold it.
“You listen when I tell you to do something, angel. The first time.” He slid his fingers into my mouth and I tasted myself on them. “You’re going to give me what I want tonight, aren’t you?”
I nodded as much as I could with his fingers in my mouth and my hair tied back. I felt W’s hands on my ass and the combined sensations from the two men were intense.
“Look out at the people watching you as W eats your pussy and makes you come.” M pushed his fingers deeper, forcing me to swallow down my gag reflex. “Look at them and see what you’re doing to them.”
W slid his fingers through my sex and spread my lower lips. His breath ghosted over my wet flesh and then his mouth was on me. Hot. Wet. Twisted. He flicked his tongue over my asshole and let out a low growl when I jerked around my restraints.
“Where is his tongue, angel?” M pulled his fingers free and gripped my cheeks. “Tell them.”
I couldn’t say it.
“Tell them or I’m going to turn this bench around and show them.”
“My ass!” I glared at him, another mistake. I gagged as he pushed his fingers even deeper than before and used his hold on my mouth to turn my head where he wanted it. I tried not to look out but the movement caught my gaze.
A young guy had an older woman bent over a table and he was fucking her while watching me. She had her hands twisted in the tablecloth as she watched, too. The guy ran his hand up her back and gripped her hair, tugging her head back so she was in almost my exact position.
W pushed his tongue past the tight ring of muscle just as T spanked me hard.
The guy spanked the woman just as hard and I heard her sharp intake of breath.
That was when I realized the room had gone silent.
The low music was gone. The murmur of voices was gone.
Every sound I made would be just as easily heard as that woman’s.
M had to be a twisted mind reader because he pulled his fingers from my mouth and spoke to his brother.
“Let them hear how wet our little prize is.”
I wanted to object but W slid his fingers in fast and deep and the only sound that came out of my mouth was a long, drawn-out moan. He worked his fingers in and out of my core hard, unrelenting. The sound of my wetness was almost instant. Shame and arousal collided inside me.
“Look around, angel. Look at how many people are loving watching you. You’re going to be a good angel and come for them to see, aren’t you?
” M’s voice said he knew I was. He leaned in and spoke directly to me, so low that only I’d hear.
“They wish they were up here with you. Too fucking bad we bought you. You’re ours for the night, aren’t you?
They can watch you come on my brother’s mouth but that’s all they’ll get.
The face you make when you come on my cock is for my eyes only. ”
W replaced his fingers with his tongue and T spanked me again.
The sound of my breathing was only slightly overshadowed by the sound of flesh slapping flesh.
There was more than one couple having sex while watching me.
In a moment of defiance, I locked my eyes on M’s.
I knew I was going to come for everyone to see but I didn’t want to look at them when W pushed me over the edge.
“Such a defiant little thing, aren’t you?” M growled. “You’re going to be fun to break. Now come, angel.”
W’s tongue slid over my clit and it was all too much. I came hard, moans ripping from my clenched jaws. I kept my gaze on M and he smirked.
“I should shove my cock down your throat right here and now for blatantly disobeying me.”
“Do it! Teach her a lesson!” A man called out from the back of the crowd, earning him several excited cheers of agreement.
M’s face shifted into something terrifying and even in the throes of my orgasm I flinched back from it. He swung to his full height and planted his body firmly in front of mine.
“She is ours to fuck and punish. If we needed help with either, we’d be in the crowd with you, watching. Show’s over.”
I sagged in relief. The orgasm slowly slid away and I was a breathless mess. I wasn’t so out of it that I couldn’t stop and appreciate that I’d been won by the three cowboys around me. As much as they’d been willing to show, it was clear they had hard limits and I was safe with them.
“I put you in the suite at the end of the third floor. Everything you need should be there. If not, there’s a tablet on the entry table you can use to contact me.” Hunter was back again, her voice still somehow professional until she dipped her head to grin at me. “You lucky duck.”
I barely noticed the straps being removed and then I was in T’s arms. I gasped and tried to get down right away.
“No, put me down. I can walk.”
He ignored me and gripped me tighter, one arm under my knees and the other around my back.
“Stay still, kitten.”
“I’m no kitten. I’m too heavy to carry.” I didn’t stop struggling but he didn’t budge.
“Not for a big man like me, kitten. To me, you’re just a little thing. Now stop moving or I’m going to bend you over these stairs and spank your ass raw.” His expression said he meant it. I stopped moving. “You never did answer my question about liking cream earlier.”
I bit my bottom lip and lifted one shoulder in a shrug. Blow jobs weren’t my favorite thing to do typically but nothing about the three cowboys was typical. I had a feeling I’d like most things with them.
I didn’t notice a single thing about my surroundings as he carried me up two flights of stairs with his brothers charging ahead.
I’d just orgasmed in public and I was heading into a night with not one, not two, but three men.
Instead of feeling like murdering Harley, though, I was starting to feel like maybe a thank you card would be needed.