AllFreeNovel
Share Us
CHAPTER8
The music blares through the surround sound speakers as everyone fills the dance floor. The energy is high, and the expensive champagne hits me at the perfect time. Kicking off my heels and pushing them off to the side, I grab Jensen’s wrist, guiding him toward the large crowd of people. Dancing wildly, and singing loudly, we let loose and have the time of our lives.
White icicle Christmas lights are draped from the ceiling, with a mixture of black, silver, and gold balloons spread out around us. The sparkles of dresses and masks are illuminated by the lights, creating a beautiful glow in every direction.
Placing his hands on my hips, Jensen brings me against him, swaying me along to the rhythm. Eventually Damien and Micah find us in the crowd, and we all dance together for what feels like hours.
Sweating and breathless, we make our way off the dance floor in laughter. Damien spots another waiter and grabs us more drinks, handing me a tall glass of champagne.
“This night couldn’t get any better,” I exclaim, tossing back the entire glass.
“Challenge accepted,” Damien murmurs, staring at me with intense eyes.
I’m left captivated.
They lead me through the crowded first floor, up the spiraling staircase, and down a long, dimly lit hallway. It feels never-ending as my anticipation builds. My heart hammers. Micah pushes open a door, finding what appears to be a guest room. Once we enter through the doorway, he closes the door, locking it behind us.
“Get the fuck over here, Quinn,” Damien orders, cocking his head to the side. “It’s time to get fucked. Hard.”
He aggressively grips the back of my head, tugging on my hair. For a moment, his eyes burn into me, and then he crushes his lips against mine. My fingers find their way to the hem of his dress pants, until he presses my back onto the bed.
My heart is pumping, and an ache settles between my legs. I’m desperate for their touch. To feel them deep inside of me. Before I can even make sense of it, my dress is yanked up to my waist, and Damien is stretching me wide, thrusting into me again and again. Biting out curses, sharply groaning, and pressing down on my throat, he takes my breath away.
It feels as if I’m floating, chasing after an earthshattering orgasm. It builds and builds within me. I’ve never been more desperate for release, and from the look in his eyes, I know that he sees it.
“Not yet, princess,” Damien warns, pushing into me harder as he reaches between my thighs, pressing down on my pulsing clit.
“Please, Ghost,” I choke out, my pussy spasming around him. “I’m so close—”
“Hold off, baby girl,” he sharply exhales, increasing his pace, slamming his hips against mine. “I want to come with you.”
“Please,” I beg, squirming beneath his masculine body, digging my nails into his neck.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groans, jolting my back into the mattress with each thrust. “Now, Quinn. Come with me, baby.”
Crying out to him, and holding him close, we ride out our climax together. I’m a hot, quivering mess as he pulls himself out of me, and I’m unable to move, until Jensen pulls me onto him.
“Lean forward,” he instructs, as I straddle his waist, arching my back.
A mixture of Damien and my cum seeps from my pussy. Micah catches it with his fingers, using it as lubricant as he sinks into my ass. My body slowly accepts him, inch by inch, although it feels as if I’m being split in half.
They both consume me, filling me completely. Fucking me savagely, they take what’s theirs. My screams of pleasure echo off the wall of the room. Damien removes his tie, sliding it out from his collar before wrapping it around my wrist. He binds me to the headboard, both of my arms, grabbing my jaw and ensuring I look into his eyes.
“Look at me,” he murmurs, slipping his thumb into my mouth. “I want to see that pretty look on your face when you come.”
“Oh, God, yes,” I breathlessly whimper, grinding myself against Jensen’s pelvis.
“Your ass is so fucking tight,” Micah grunts, thrusting into me faster, spreading my cheeks with his hands. “Such a pretty little hole.”
“Ride Jensen’s dick, baby,” Damien commands, gathering my hair in his hand, holding it back. “Squeeze that perfect pussy around him, Quinn.”
“Oh my God,” I gasp, the fabric of their ties cutting into my wrists.
“My cock can’t get enough of you,” Jensen bites out, bucking his hips from the bed, hammering into me.
And suddenly, I’m right there, on the brink of the edge.
“Fucking take it,” Damien urges, groaning under his breath as he watches me come. “Good girl,” he praises, smacking my ass. “You’re ours, Quinn.” He sneaks his hand between my legs, rubbing my clit in slow, torturous circles as I climax again. “Don’t you ever fucking forget that.”
