Page 92 of Vicious Throne


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“How long until they get here?” I asked, swallowing against the pressure on my throat. Greyson’s eyes glittered. He knew exactly why I asked. “Twenty minutes. Maybe less.”

Thank fuck.

The way the booth was lit meant we had almost complete privacy. Sure, people could look over and see something if the light flashed just right, but no one was stupid enough to watch us outright. They didn’t want to draw my attention by looking too long at something that wasn’t theirs. We could do anything we wanted, and I knew just how to spend our wait.

I let my legs fall open a little, hoping to force Nate’s hand right to the apex of my?—

It disappeared from between my legs, only to smack hard against the outside of my thigh. “What do you think you’re doing, angel?”

“Yeah, Mari. What are you doing?” I’d twisted so Dominic was right in front of me, elbows on his knees, drink dangling in his fingers, and those eyes burning over my body. He took a sip, tongue darting out to capture the last drop that escaped when he lowered it again, and I felt like I was dick-drunk.

I wanted them, needed them to fill me up the way only they could. I was desperate for their touch and the way they fed me reassurance through it.

My men were the only ones who could ground me, and I needed it bad.

“I just— I want?—”

The need inside me mixed with my stress until I knew I couldn’t explain it out loud. So, I showed them. Latching on to Nate’s hand, I slid it between my legs and rolled my hips, but he snaked an arm around me to hold me still. Frustrated, I growled, trying to wiggle myself against his cock, to find friction—fucking anything.

Nate smacked me again. “Keep squirming and I’m going to give you something else to occupy your mind…and your mouth.”

From the other side of the booth, Grey laughed. “That’s exactly what she wants.”

“Is that so? Do you need me to take the edge off, angel?” Nate moved his hand, rubbing the damp fabric between my legs just enough to tease at giving me the friction I craved before moving away. I whined, chasing the touch before I realized they were laughing.

“I swear to God, if someone doesn’t fuck the nerves out of me…” That frustration grew until I was digging my nails into Nate’s thighs. Jeans or not, he was going to feel that later.

“Pretty sure that’s not how you ask, reina.” Grey stood, checking his watch again as he moved around the table to get to me. “We don’t have time for all three of us to fuck you. Nate’s already got you on his lap. Dominic?”

“You play. I’ll join at the end.”

“Perfect. Are you ready, wife?”

Grey’s grin was damn near feral as he slipped my thighs over Nate’s arms, forcing him to hold me open. “Your turn.”

Nate’s laugh skated down my neck, quickly followed by his lips. “No problem.”

“Show us how ready she is. Fuck, you’re so perfect, mariposa.” Nate hiked my dress up around my hips, and Grey threw my panties to Dominic, who tucked them into his pocket with a wink. “Saving these for later.”

The part of me that knew she was about to get two dicks didn’t want to be greedy, but I shut her down quick. “You’re not going to fuck me after the meeting?”

Dominic’s eyes glittered as he watched me pout. “Depends. Show me how good you can be for your husband, and I’ll think about it.”

Why was that so hot?

Grey tapped Nate’s knees, spreading his legs so he could kneel between them. “We have to make this fast.”

“Okay.” I was still frantically nodding when I fisted his hair and pulled his mouth to me.

His warm breath against my desperate skin was everything, and when he slid a flattened tongue across my clit, I nearly screamed. He slipped two fingers inside me, groaning at how soaked I was as he worked me over exactly how I wanted. “Were you needy, reina? Were you over there squirming, desperate for our cocks?”

Nate laughed against my shoulder. “Of course she was. She’s got us so addicted to her taste, it’s only fair.”

Dominic nodded, grinning when Grey’s contented hum vibrating along my clit made me writhe. Nate and Dominic took turns whispering dirty things, while Grey worked an orgasm from my body that nearly stole my sight.

I was still coming down from it when a cock slid into me. “I thought we had to be quick,” I panted.

“Trust me, I won’t last long.” My vision cleared enough to watch Greyson trap his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes furrowed in concentration. “Fuck, I love when you’re like this. Swollen and needy and dripping down my balls. I’m going to smell like you for days.”

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