Page 51 of Sold to the Single Daddies (Southern Heat Reverse Harems #4)

Reagan

I wasn’t sure what was happening but my men were surrounding me and they were…

excited. I didn’t know what they were talking about when they mentioned a date but they were set on warp speed and I didn’t think there would be any slowing us down.

The moment I’d heard Tate’s dark, needy voice in my ear, my body had responded like he was water and we’d been in the desert for years.

Maybe it was missing them. Maybe it was the sexual environment around us.

Whatever it was, the air between us crackled and I knew I was well and thoroughly fucked before it’d even happened.

Mills had his arms locked around my waist, pinning me to the chair while Tate spread my thighs so wide that my dress rolled up to my waist and my damp panties were on display. A flame of embarrassment rolled over me but West was there, freeing me of it.

“Look at those pretty wet panties. I know you didn’t wear those for anyone else.

You were thinking of us peeling them down your thighs, weren’t you?

You know what I think? I think they aren’t wet enough.

” Without a word, he and Tate switched places.

He went to his knees between my thighs and growled into my thigh. “I’ll fix that.”

I might’ve screamed when he buried his face between my thighs and licked me over my lace panties. My eyes rolled back in my head at the immediate pleasure but Mills brought me back quickly.

Cupping my breasts, he pinched my nipples through my dress and bra, hard enough to make me gasp and buck my hips at West.

“Don’t think you’re going to have a night of easy pleasure, angel. No, no. You were a bad girl and bad girls get punished. You came here without us to meet someone else. That’s unacceptable.”

I whimpered and then gasped when Tate spanked the top of my thigh. I couldn’t catch my breath. It was all too much, too sudden. Then West yanked my panties to the side and stroked his tongue over my clit. I came fast and hard, my body proving just how much I’d missed them.

West lifted his head and smiled at me, face wet with my come.

“Again.”

Mills wrapped his big hand around my throat and held my head against his chest.

“You’re coming home. You’re coming to my bed and you’re going to stay there until we’re old and gray.

No more running. You belong to us, little angel.

Where’s your date? I want him to see what a naughty little kitten you can be for your men.

Maybe we’ll let him watch as you choke on our cocks like a hungry little thing.

Or maybe we’ll let the entire club watch as we spank your ass cherry red and then fuck it. ”

“Oh, god!”

West ate me almost violently, with loud growls coming from his chest. He lifted my hips higher and even dipped his tongue down to my ass. When he went back to my clit, he pushed two thick fingers deep in my core and twisted them around, stretching me and preparing me.

Tate gripped my face and twisted it to face him. He ran his tongue up my cheek and then nipped me before taking my mouth in a rough kiss. We were both gasping for breath when he pulled back.

“Are you ready to be a good kitten?”

West pulled back and it gave me a moment to think. I knew I was forgetting something and when my eyes passed over the stage and Harley standing on it, I gasped and sat up straight.

“Harley. I have to be here for Harley. That’s why I’m here.” I pushed their hands away and kept my eyes on my best friend. In just her panties and bra, she looked nervous and I wanted to hold her hand. “Oh, Harley. It’s okay.”

Tate didn’t look at the stage and I found I was glad for it, but he just silently gripped my thighs and ran his nose up and down the side of my neck.

I knew Harley was freaking out but even I was surprised when just before the bidding started, she clutched her hands over her stomach and shouted.

“I can’t do this! I’m pregnant!”

My mouth fell open in shock but then she looked at me and I knew by the slight widening of her eyes that she was lying.

She was just panicking to get out of the auction.

It was hard for me to say she was making the right choice when I was currently being mauled by the men who’d won me in my auction.

Harley started to leave the stage but she stopped when the crowd parted and three massive men approached her.

They said something to her and then one of them picked her up bridal style and carried her away without a word to the confused crowd.

Harley looked back at me and waved so I assumed she was okay.

“No more distractions. On your knees, kitten.” Tate stepped back and made room for me to slip to the floor in front of him. He ran his hand over my hair and bared his teeth at me. “The little kitten upset the big, bad wolf. Want to know how she can make him feel better?”

I glanced down at the log tenting his pants. I wanted him to take it out and force it past my lips. Not that there would be much force. I was dying to please them. I was on fire to please them.

“That’s right. Such a smart little kitten.” His eyes darkened even more and his lips twisted in a dark smirk. “I need something a little different tonight, though. I need to show everyone in this fucking place who you belong to.”

My stomach took flight. My heart pounded wildly. He didn’t mean… He did. My core dripped with excitement at the possessive fury coming off of Tate. He wanted everyone to see how I took him as he marked me as his.

“On the stage. Crawl over.” He stayed beside me as I crawled, not a thought in my head to ignore his demand. I wanted to. I wanted to be his. He followed me up the steps and to the middle of the stage. “Stay.”

I sat still as he walked away and came back with a chair. He positioned it so our sides would be facing the crowd, then he slowly, painfully slowly, freed his cock from his pants and sat down.

“Here, kitty, kitty.” He slowly stroked his length and I lit up with jealousy that anyone else would see it.

I crawled between his legs and batted my eyelashes up at him. Rubbing my face against the inside of his thigh, I begged without words for him to let me have him in my mouth.

“Give me that throat, kitten.” His deep voice and that taunting pet name pushed me over the edge into my own version of wild need.

I gripped him at his base and ran my tongue up the length of him, moaning as his taste filled my mouth. I lapped at him like his special pet name and was rewarded with a deep growl and his fist in my hair.

“I said, throat.” He pressed his tip past my lips and then pulled my head down on him until he touched the back of my throat and I gagged. “That’s better. Go on. Suck me off while everyone watches, kitten. Show them who owns you.”

I could hear people murmuring and the idea they were watching made me want to show off for Tate.

I wanted everyone to know that he was mine as much as I was his.

I worked my mouth up and down his shaft, teasing the tip with my tongue each time I came up and letting him batter my throat each time I went down.

I was desperate to taste his come and to please him.

His fist tightened in my hair and he groaned when I lifted my eyes to his, mouth still full of him.

“West wants to play, kitten.”