Chapter 13 #3
Ash leads us far enough away that Avery won’t be able to see us clearly, and that’s my first clue that he’s up to no good.
The second is the fucking panty-melting grin he gives me when he turns around to dance with me.
Harley’s chest rumbles with laughter against my back as Ash stoops down to kiss me, clutching my hips to move us both in a grinding sway with the music.
He’s not a natural at this style of dancing like Harley is but, fuck, the grind of his hips and the sweep of his tongue on mine render me incapable of doing much more than swaying.
The other people dancing disappear completely as my world narrows down to the three of us and the touch of their skin on mine.
Harley’s mouth traces the tendons of my neck, nipping and sucking, and I know for sure that I’m not going to leave this party with my dignity.
It’s fucking worth it.
Harley’s hands slide up from where he was gripping my waist, then slip underneath the lace of the teddy to roll my nipples until I’m grinding back on his dick and panting into Ash’s mouth.
Ash cups my soaking pussy through the lingerie and pauses for a second until I nod, breaking away from his lips to drop my head onto Harley’s shoulder and moan like a whore having a great day at work. I fucking love it.
Harley bites down on my shoulder, his eyes glued to my body to where Ash is tugging and shifting the teddy until he has room to touch me properly.
The teddy has snaps along the crotch and I’m so fucking desperate I think about ripping it open, but I don’t think either of them would be happy with me being bared to the whole dance floor like that.
I don’t think anyone has noticed us, there’s a naked couple fucking on the bar so no one gives a fuck, but I know my guys.
It’s like my nod to Ash unleashes the restraint he’s been showing for weeks and he’s merciless now that he has his hands on me.
He slips a finger inside me and after a few quick pumps he adds another, raking them over my G spot sporadically like a fucking tease until I’m a babbling mess.
I give him a stern look, but he’s smirking at me like a smug dick and when his thumb brushes over my clit, in the lightest freaking touch, I want to cry.
The more he teases, the more I grind back on Harley’s dick and his chest is heaving against my back.
I can feel how much Ash is getting off on drawing this out, at driving me out of my mind, and when I’m about to shove him away and demand Harley finish the damn job, he grinds his thumb into my clit and I break into a thousand jagged pieces.
Only Harley’s arms around me keep me upright as Ash strokes the orgasm out of me with nothing but his demanding fingers.
When my brain comes back online, Ash slips his fingers out and stares at me, unblinking, as he pushes them into my mouth.
Okay. Never tasted myself before but sweet lord fuck, that’s hot.
It only gets hotter when he leans forward to chase the taste with his own tongue and Harley’s fingers slip down into the mess they’ve both made.
I gasp into Ash’s mouth and when he breaks away, I grab his biceps to steady my jelly-legs now Harley’s steel grip has eased off. There’s an odd pause where they both tense for a moment, and then Harley’s fingers start to move against me.
He’s obviously not trying to get me off, his fingers just playing in the cum that’s dripping its way down my thighs, and he presses his mouth to my ear to shout over the music.
“I’m cleaning this up, babe; I don’t want you wasting it down your legs.”
My brain short circuits a little because he’s right, I don’t want to go back to Avery with a soaked crotch, but there’s no bathrooms here. I should have thought about that before I let them both distract me with their hotness and their hands.
I don’t make any attempts to resist as they move me over to a small alcove-like area near one of the enormous speakers.
I wait for Harley to give me some sort of idea of how he’s going to make me presentable before we see Avery, but instead he swaps positions with Ash until he’s standing before me and the look they share spells trouble. Deadly, sexy trouble.
I narrow my eyes at Harley but he ignores me, swooping down to kiss me, pressing me into Ash’s chest as his arms band around my hips like steel.
I have just enough room to wriggle between them, grinding against their dicks, torn between pushing forward or back.
For the first time I think about having sex with more than one of them, and I’m not scared.
Jesus, what are they doing to me? I shiver and moan all over again, breaking the kiss with Harley.
Then he smirks at me and drops to his knees.
Oh.
Oh fuck.
My heart starts pounding. His hands skim up my thighs until he finds the opening at the crotch of the teddy and rips the snaps open, baring my pussy to him. Thank God I really did shave everything because I can feel his breath dancing over my skin as he leans in, and my eyes roll back in my head.
I’m trembling as I wait for his mouth to touch me.
Then Ash’s arms drop from my hips and he pushes me forward slightly as he leans down to hook his arms around my knees.
He lifts me up and open, spreading me wide so my pussy is on full display for Harley.
My cheeks burn, but before I can protest this mortifying position, Harley sinks his teeth into my thigh sharply until I look down at him, and once he has my eyes glued to his, he finally drops his mouth down to lick and suck at my pussy like he’s been starving for this.
I can’t keep my eyes open, not as his tongue swirls around my clit and toys with it until my thighs are trembling in Ash’s hands, so I squeeze my eyes shut and drop my head back against Ash’s shoulder.
I want to wrap my legs around Harley’s neck and grind on his face, but those hands are immovable even as I try to squirm.
Instead, I wrap one hand around Ash’s wrist to keep me stable and the other I twist into Harley’s hair, pulling him closer, and I feel his groan against my sensitive skin.
Holy fuck, if this is how I die then I accept.
I know if I look down at Harley I’m going to come straight away, and I don’t want him to stop the amazing torture.
I can’t think past what his mouth is doing to me and when he drops down to push his tongue inside me, I cry out into the deafening noise of the party, no one any wiser of the dirty dreams Harley is fulfilling for me.
When I can’t stand it any longer and his tongue is working my clit like he’s trying to melt my brain, I open my eyes and the roaming lights of the warehouse hit Harley’s face as he stares straight into my eyes.
I come so fucking hard, my back arching to grind my pussy into his mouth even harder, and Ash slackens his hold just enough to let me writhe my release out on his cousin’s face.
When my head drops back onto Ash’s shoulder again, my gaze lands on the balcony above us to find the Jackal is watching us, flanked by his men. He’s gripping the railing and his back is so deadly straight I’m surprised he hasn’t pulled his gun yet.
I stare up at him, defiance in every inch of my body, as it hits me. Harley and Ash knew he was there watching all along. This was as much a claiming of me for them as a fun public fuck.
I can’t see the Jackal’s face clearly, but the lights keep hitting us at random intervals, and he’s been able to see exactly what we’ve been doing.
Ash gently lowers my legs to the ground, kissing my neck possessively, and when he looks up at the Jackal, I see the arrogant taunt; the challenge he’s giving the sociopath to come down and fight him for me. I suppose being raised by Senior has made Ash a little reckless.
Harley tugs the crotch of my teddy back together, closing the snaps carefully to cover my pussy from view, before standing and turning away from me.
I glance away from the Jackal to see the deadly glare Harley’s throwing at the leader of a fucking huge criminal organization like the haughty golden god he is, and on impulse I lean forward to kiss the solid muscle of his back.
I will not submit to the Jackal’s demands any longer.
Even if it costs me my life.