13. Chapter 12 – Hannah
Chapter 12 – Hannah
T he red stain that I painted on my lips reminded me of her.
Lex .
I picked it out because of that, but I wouldn’t admit it out loud. The guys didn’t care; they kept trying to reassure me they didn’t hold my obsession with her against me. Even Brody, and that was proving the power of a good fucking helping in my case. She intrigued him, and that excited me.
But tonight wasn’t about her. Tonight was about me.
About the guys.
About seeing if I was really as into women as I thought I was. I spent the last few days searching lesbian porn like my life depended on it, hoping for a sign.
And all I seemed to get out of it was an incredibly high sex drive and then a tender pussy after Knox or Brody answered my pleas to be pleasured.
I was into women. Sexually, I was aroused by them, especially in sensual and erotic scenes like the ones I’d found on a few high-class sites. It wasn’t raunchy or cringy. It wasn’t even over the top.
It was passionate.
It was erogenous.
And I wanted that more than anything else I could remember in my recent adult life. I wanted to feel the softness of a woman’s touch on my body. I craved it.
I craved seeing the guys witness that moment and then join in, giving me that mix of masculinity I ached for when I imagined sex with a woman. I wanted both .
And I guess that’s what helped me realize I was bisexual. Or at least into the femininity of sex.
So tonight, I would put it to the test.
I had to know if another woman could live up to the fantasies I’d crafted in my head of Lex and the guys together with me. I had to put up, or shut up, because living in this perpetual limbo was killing me.
It was bringing me and the guys closer in ways. Physically, one or both of them had been inside of my body at every waking moment the last week. Last night, I even woke up to Knox licking my sore clit with a dirty little grin on his face while Brody fucked him from the end of the bed.
We were all ravenous. I felt starved of something I’d never tasted, but could think of nothing else.
So we were going to a house party in the hills. The group hosting it was called Sinners. It was a lifestyle club, featuring a plethora of attributes including memberships, discretion, and a never-ending pool of willing candidates to play with.
Thanks to Dallin and Reyna’s connection with the founding members, we received an exclusive invite to their biggest party of the season. I didn’t ask questions when Knox presented me with the thick black cardstock invite yesterday. I simply looked at him and felt settled in the finality of it all.
We were going to play.
I’d never been to anything like it before, and I should have been nervous. But I wasn’t, I was voracious for the opportunity laying at my feet.
The guys were humming with an energy I’d never seen before, either. It was as if they morphed into dark and dangerous monsters of the night, waiting and watching to make their move on some unsuspecting soul. They were predators, and they had needs that they were going to fulfill tonight.
I squeezed my thighs together as I rubbed lotion over them one last time to make sure they were perfect.
The entire evening was going to be perfect.
“Mmh.” A deep voice rumbled from behind me at the door. “My, my, my, what do we have here?” Knox teased .
I seductively looked over my shoulder and found both of my dapper men staring at me, dressed in their matching black suits and dangerous smolders. God, they were divine. I had always been attracted to their hotness, but seeing them in those suits, knowing our destination for the night, made me want to sink to my knees on the cold marble tile of the bathroom and show them just how appreciative I was for their support.
The road to the evening ahead wasn’t always smooth, but we’d made it.
“A goddess.” Brody ran the pad of his thumb over his bottom lip as he stared at me. “Worthy of our worship.”
“Boys.” I warned, tilting my head to the side as arousal and excitement buzzed inside of me from all of it. “The car will be here in less than five minutes.”
“We’ve made you come in far less time before.” Knox winked, and I nearly melted. “We brought you something.” He pulled a black box out from behind his back.
“Two somethings.” Brody revealed a matching one from behind him and they stood there, holding them out to me as if they weren’t the best prize in the entire situation. “Pick one.”
“I only get one?” I teased and walked across the floor of our large master bathroom. The slit of my dress flared open, revealing my leg as I neared them, and both of their gazes zeroed in on it.
The moment they told me where we were going, I went shopping for a gown, and as soon as I saw it in the boutique, I knew it was perfect for tonight.
It was made for me.
It was a slip dress of white satin, with gold chains for straps holding up the barely there fabric that covered my breasts in a plunging neckline. The back was wide open, pooling just above my tailbone before cascading down into a delicate flare. The slit sold me on it, though. It went clear up to the waist above my left hipbone, leaving panties impossibly irrelevant. The gold strappy heels I paired with it, and the way I left my long strawberry blonde hair down in elegant waves, made me feel electrified.
I felt like a goddess wearing it all, though I wondered what it would make me feel like when I took it off at some point in the evening .
“Pick which one you want to open first.” Brody clarified, shaking his box a little in suspense.
“Are their rules to your presents?” I hesitated, feeding off of their predatory energy.
“Yes.” Knox grinned wolfishly. “You must wear both, all night.”
“I’m intrigued,” I mused, and then pointed to Knox’s first. “I want that one first.”
“Good choice.” Knox pulled the black ribbon off of it and opened it, revealing a silver masquerade mask that would cover my eyes and nose. It was encrusted with shimmering stones and glitter, shaped in a bold cat eye that I knew would accentuate the dark eye makeup I spent hours perfecting.
“It’s beautiful.” I whispered in awe. They said we would wear masks, as many others would be, but hadn’t asked for details on them since the guys took responsibility for everything outside of my dress and heels for the night.
“My turn.” Brody leered at me, and goosebumps rose across my skin, making my nipples harden to painful peeks from the threat in his voice alone. The dress was so thin, I knew they could see the evidence of his words, but I didn’t care, because tonight I wasn’t Hannah Kate; journalist, girlfriend or daughter to powerful men.
Tonight, I was Hannah, the recently revolutionized sex goddess.
“Should I be scared?” I asked, raising one brow at him, already knowing the answer.
“Probably.” He licked his lips as he pulled the ribbon free. “But you’ll be too busy to notice.”
As he opened the box, he revealed a black silicone toy. Though to be honest, I had no idea what it was for exactly, other than recognizing it to be for sex.
“Care to elaborate?” I reached for the toy, and then shrieked as Brody snapped the lid shut, nearly catching my fingers.
“Be a good girl and do what you’re told, and maybe we’ll show you instead of tell you.” He enticed.
“I’ll be your good girl,” I played along, giving him a flutter of my eyelashes before winking at Knox, who watched on hungrily. “Or I can be your slut. Tell me what you want. ”
“Turn around.” Knox nodded before sliding his fingers over my hip and turning me away from them. “Grab onto the stool.”
My vanity stool was low, and my blood raced through my body as excitement bloomed.
“Spread your legs as you bend baby,” Brody hummed.
“Yes, Sir.” I teased, slowly taking a step to widen my feet before gracefully bending at the waist with straight legs until my hands were flat on the seat. I looked over my shoulder at them, “Like this?”
“Perfect.” Knox growled, sliding his hand through the slit at my hip that gaped open in this position and flicked my dress over my other side, baring my entire bottom to their hungry eyes. “So fucking perfect.”
“Spread your legs further, darling.” Brody put his foot against the inside of my right one and pushed, forcing me to widen my stance even more, which arched my back and pushed my ass higher into the air. “Perfect.”
“Now what are you going to do to me?” I looked back down at the stool and felt one of them sink to their knees behind me. I could smell my arousal in this position and the cool air made the wetness that had already formed on my pussy tingle and stimulate me further.
“Patience, baby.” Knox said from his knees, and I moaned as the deep timber of his voice vibrated against my aching clit, milliseconds before his tongue swept across it. “We need to make sure you’re nice and wet for our present.”
“I’m wet.” I panted, lightheaded, as he grabbed onto my hips and buried his face against my pussy. “Oh, my god.” I moaned.
Brody chuckled and moved to my side, running his hand over the swell of my ass like he was holding me still for his best friend to feast. “Tonight we’re far more sinful than that.”
Knox pushed his tongue into me and twirled it how I liked and then pulled back, blowing on my clit before giving it a gentle love tap. “You taste like us, yet I know you’re wet for someone else.” He growled, tempting me to go down that mental hole I wanted to avoid. “But I’ll forgive you for it the second I see you touch a woman for me tonight. ”
“Knox.” I moaned, rolling my hips and then freezing as something cold slid through my wetness. “Oh god.” I hissed as Brody coated the toy with it and then started pushing it into me. It wasn’t that big in reality, but it wasn’t their bodies either, and the sensation of it all made it feel over the top. It was phallic shaped, with a tail at the end that seemed to stay outside of my body, based on the way it lingered against my lips.
A sharp slap of a palm resounded through the room before the sting of the motion registered in my brain. I gasped and lurched forward before Knox’s firm hold on me pulled me back and Brody replied, “I already told you, tonight you’re far from holy. If you want to praise someone, praise the devil, because everything you do tonight will be downright wicked.”
“And perfect.” Knox added, kissing my ass cheek over the sting from Brody’s slap before sliding the cool satin of my dress back over my ass and standing up. “All done.”
“That’s it?” I whined, rocking my hips, testing out the feel of the toy and wondering what exactly I was supposed to enjoy about its presence inside of me.
“Not quite.” Brody chuckled and then an electric pulse of pleasure shot through my body as the toy started vibrating inside of me.
“Oh my g—” I gasped, stopping short of using the lord’s name again, considering the sting still lingering on my ass from the last time. “Fuck!” I gasped, turning off my filter and used the dirty words he wanted. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I moaned, standing upright and letting my head loll to the side.
But as quick as it came on, the toy stopped and I whipped around to face my men, who were enjoying the show if the thickness bulging the front of both their pants were any sign.
“You’re going to have to earn your pleasures tonight, Darling.” Brody noted, as Knox brushed the backs of his fingers over my hard nipples through my dress. “Every single touch.” Brody clarified as Knox teasingly pulled away, before leaning in against my face, “Every single kiss.”
“Brody.” I whined, tightening my fists on his lapels, desperate for him to understand the hunger he was building inside of me with his invisible control .
“Every single orgasm.” He finished and then stepped backward. “Our car is here. It’s time to leave.”
“Damnit! I’m going to make both of you throb so hard this evening, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of you ends up coming in your pants,” I said, huffing and then grinning at them. “You don’t know what you’ve just started, boys.” I shook my head slowly.
Knox pressed his forehead to mine, brushing his fingers through the slit in my skirt and then, with the lightest touch ever, circled my swollen clit until I whimpered for him. “The only place I’m coming tonight is in one of your holes.” He warned, and I melted with excitement. “Your behavior determines which one.”
“I’ll be good.” I whispered. “But just for you.”
Brody growled from beside us, hearing my attempt at pitting them against each other. “If you’re not, you won’t be coming at all.” He warned and then held his arm out to lead me to the car like he was a proper gentleman and not some sexual deviant that told me to worship the devil tonight while we hopefully found someone else to fuck.
“Yes, Sir.” I hummed, high on the excitement of it all.