56. Leona
LEONA
“Well,” I said, trying to insert some levity into our silent car ride. “I think that was a very nice party.”
Ryuji snorted from the front seat. Cas still drove, and Obi and Max had crammed into the back. Ciel was typing on his laptop, no doubt trying to cover our trail.
“We should throw a gala next time,” I continued.
“Let’s invite all the criminal underground from across the world.
Let’s also invite all the state’s most elite politicians and lawmakers.
You know what? Why stop there? How about we go bigger?
Let’s invite the President. I feel like I can throw a better party than Greco. ”
Wynn put a hand on mine. “I don’t think you’re helping your case, darling.”
I pouted. “Just trying to lighten the mood.”
“We’re lucky we got out of there alive,” Max said.
“How did you like jumping from the roof?” Cas asked.
“Not a fan,” Max answered, chuckling. “I was fucking terrified. Thanks for getting us out of there, Obi.”
Obi nodded. “Despite the…surprises of the evening, I think we got the information we needed. There’s no way the mayor will align herself with Greco after that debacle. The police commissioner has also clearly chosen a side.”
“I’ve got his blackmail ready,” Ciel said, looking down at his keyboard. “I can send it whenever.”
“Let’s wait until morning, just in case,” Obi said. “He might choose to distance himself, though I think he fears Greco more than he fears us.”
“I agree,” Max added.
We spent the rest of the car ride debriefing. It lulled me into a false sense of security, so I had no idea what waited for me when we finally returned home.
I stretched my arms over my head as we walked inside. “Ah, I can’t wait to get out of this dress—” Obi wrapped an arm around me and threw me over his shoulder. “Hey!”
He smacked my ass. “Be quiet.”
I wiggled and struggled, but then his palm clamped down on my thigh hard, and I squealed. “What are you doing?!”
“You’re overdue for this,” he said, hand spreading from my thigh up to my ass while he carried me through the kitchen. The guys talked in the living room, and my cheeks heated.
“For what?” I asked innocently, even though I knew exactly what he was talking about.
“You know what, hanii.” Ryu laughed when he saw me hanging over Obi’s shoulder. My eyes went wide when I spotted all the furniture moved away from its place in the living room, and two mattresses lined up side by side, filled with pillows and sheets.
The big bed.
“I have no idea!”
Obi set me down right at the edge of the bed, but before he could push me backward, I dashed away and darted to the other side of the couch. The room went quiet as he and I stared at each other.
“Oooo,” Ryu teased. “You’re making it worse.”
My heart leapt into my throat, remembering the last time Obi had “punished” me. My core clenched just thinking about the way he’d held me down and spanked me before fingering me until I begged to come.
“Come here,” he commanded. My feet rooted in place. I knew exactly what was coming, and I did it on purpose. Just to make it worse. Better? Better.
“No.”
His nostrils flared, but his eyes shone with playful heat. “You have ten seconds to get over here.”
My lips pressed together. “Count it down, then.”
Wynn laughed while sitting down on the couch and stretching out. “I can’t wait to watch this.”
Ciel stood behind him, hands braced on the back of the couch. “Me neither.”
“I can’t wait to join in.” Ryu rubbed his hands together. “Since this is both Obi’s and my punishment.”
I swallowed, suddenly prickling with fear. “Since when did I do something to you?”
“Since the gauntlet,” he said.
“What happens in the gauntlet stays in the gauntlet!” I protested.
He walked closer. “You kicked me in the balls.”
I grimaced and dodged his outstretched hand when he tried to snatch me. “Let’s just be reasonable about this.”
Cas closed in on my other side, blocking me in. “Get on the bed, princess.”
“You’re supposed to be my bodyguard!” I argued. “You’re supposed to keep me safe!”
Ryu got even closer. “He’s on my side today, little vixen.”
I hopped over the couch and darted away, but Max came out of nowhere and caught me with an arm around my waist. I squealed and kicked, but he picked me up.
He looked around. “So where do I put her?”
“Nowhere!” I screeched. “Down!”
“On the bed, please, Max,” Obi said.
Max dragged me over and plopped me on top of the mattress.
“We’re really going to use our sacred space, the big bed, for this?” I tried to give Obi my best pleading eyes.
“There’s no better place to remind you of who you belong to.” He smirked. “Now take off your dress.”
We needed this. He’d been threaded with tension for weeks. Tonight had stressed us all out. I knew I needed some kind of release just as much as he did. But I resisted because I knew it would piss him off even more and drive him wild. “Nope.”
His finger slowly trailed up my chest until he made it to my neck, where he hooked his finger around the O ring on my necklace. “Do it.”
Desire pulsed between my legs. I rolled over, exposing my entire back. “Unzip me, then.”
He drew the zipper down slowly until it reached the top of my ass. “Take it off.”
I rolled back over and stood before I slowly drew the straps over my shoulders.
I wasn’t wearing a bra since the dress was structured.
He already knew I wasn’t wearing panties.
So when the fabric pooled at my legs, I was completely naked in front of them all, wearing only my choker and my diamond bracelet.
“I love when you obey me, ifunanya’m.”
Heat built through every nerve, every muscle in my body.
“This is a punishment?” Max breathed.
“You’ll see,” Ryu said, while he held up what looked like a spool of ribbon.
My eyes flew to his, recognition finally dawning. “You’re not—”
“Oh, yes, we are, hanii.” He cupped the back of my head to pull me forward into a blistering, hot as fuck, kiss. I whimpered. Gently, he unclasped my bracelet and handed it off to Max for safekeeping. “We’re going to tie you up…and not let you come.”
I almost whined. “For how long?”
“For as long as we like,” Obi answered.
Ryu slowly unwound the ribbon from its spool. It was a lot more delicate than the rope he’d used previously, and my brain spun off in all sorts of imaginative directions at the idea of its caress on my skin. His finger went to my necklace, his collar.
“You are mine,” he said softly. His pointer finger pushed on my sternum, maneuvering me backward until I kneeled on the bed, facing them all.
“Yes,” I whispered back.
“Mine to love. Mine to worship,” he continued. He lifted the red ribbon and gently fed it through the O ring on my choker. “Mine to punish.”
My nipples pebbled. “Yours.”
“Mine to command,” Obi said, lifting my chin to give me another scorching kiss.
I was already melting. How would I ever survive this?
“Ours,” Ryu said before he wove together an intricate pattern that criss-crossed down my chest. It framed my breasts, putting them on perfect display, and I shivered as his fingers trailed delicately across my skin. Ryu gripped my cheeks and brought my vision to his. “I want to hear you.”
“Yours,” I answered. “Forever. Always. Yours. All of yours.”
Each of my guys watched. At me, naked, kneeling on the bed.
“You look beautiful, princess,” Cas said from his place on the couch. Max sat next to him, looking positively overwhelmed, and I probably would have laughed if it wasn’t for the lust burning in Cas’s eyes.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
Obi ran his fingers down the ribbon, and I stayed perfectly still. If I wanted to come at all during this, I didn’t want to push it even further.
“You know your safe words?” he asked.
“Red for stop. Yellow for slow down. Green for go.”
Obi nodded. “Good girl. You’re going to need them.”
His palm gently pressed against my chest, and I tumbled backward.
Within a breath, Ryu held one of my wrists and Obi held the other.
Then the real rope came out. It was the same rope Ryu had used before on the big bed, except somehow more ties appeared, and before I even knew what had happened, they had tied both my wrists down.
I tugged them. “Hey, this—”
“Safe word?” Obi said.
I bit my lip and shook my head.
Ryu’s palm on my stomach was the only warning I had before his mouth was between my legs. It caught me completely off guard, and my head tilted back, my wrists already pulling the ropes taut. His tongue delved inside me while his hands pinned my legs apart, spread as wide as possible.
“Fuck, Ryu,” I whined. I wanted to grab his hair, I wanted to move my arms, I wanted to fucking explode, and this had only barely begun. “Please.”
“Too soon for that,” he muttered before his tongue flicked around my clit. He took his time, exploring my body, letting the sensations build. His palms gripped my thighs, pushing me even wider. “Begging will get you nowhere, hanii.”
“God, I could watch this for hours,” Wynn murmured.
“Same,” Cas added while he leaned over the bed next to me. “Ryu, can I?”
Ryuji nipped my clit and drew a cry from my chest. “Be my guest. Obi and I are punishing her, but she’ll feel it even worse if the rest of you join in.”
“Wait—”
Cas’s lips closed around my nipple and my back arched. His tongue lapped against it until it was stiff. I could feel the sensations all the way down in my pussy—where Ryu’s tongue was driving me up the fucking wall.
“I’m not gonna—” I gasped. “I’m gonna—”
Ryu’s mouth left me empty. My eyes flew open as I tried to catch my breath. “Hah!” He leaned over my body and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. “You will be screaming and crying before we let you come. Accept it and enjoy it. I sure as fuck am.”
I let out a groan of frustration. “That’s not fair!”
His lips sucked on the side of my neck. “I think it’s fair. Guys?”
“Definitely.”
“Completely fair.”
“Never seen something more fair.”
“Fuck off,” I breathed, yanking my wrists again.
“Safe word?” Obi asked.
I glared at him. “Bring it on.”