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“What’s that?” Killian sat up on his knees, his tongue wiping my arousal off his bottom lip. “Are you ordering us?”
The tattoos on his toned arms hypnotized me. Roses and skulls traced along his muscles. Brought to life by his flexing muscles. Sexy. So incredibly sexy. My brain turned into mush at the sight.
“Bad girl, A.” Carter slapped my pussy as punishment for staying silent and ogling both of them. His smirk told me how much he enjoyed my scream. “You do what you’re told.”
“Damn right.”
I shrieked when they manhandled me to my side, giggles bursting from my throat.
My laugh was short-lived, though, cut off by Carter’s cock shoved into my open mouth. He was facing my feet, feeding me his cock one thrust at a time. Killian returned to eating me out, lying so the three of us created a triangular shape.
Meaning his cock was in Carter’s face. So Carter sucked on Killian, making Killian groan into my pussy.
They were brutal with each other, but more so with me. Carter pounded into my mouth. Killian gripped my flesh and bit my clit.
I thrived on the pain. Always had. But in the past two weeks, I craved it. Had been a starved woman, and they fed me one torture after the other.
Where there was pain, no threats were hanging over my head. No broken dreams. No looking for a new place for my precious flowers. No parents telling me they wish I’d never been born.
We created a perfect world together.
Our bodies writhed together. Hips bucking. Mouths sucking, tongues licking.
A triangle of unapologetic, blinding lust and…love. Yes, love.
Lots of cum too.
“Earth to Amara.” Opal waved her hand in my face.
Heat flushed from my neck to my cheeks. Both Carter and Killian mentioned I’d been talking in my sleep. Things would get really, terribly awkward if that’s why Opal is looking at me with her head cocked.
“Uh…” My eyes dart away from hers, doing a quick scan of the shop. No customers. Phew. I’m cautious when I slide my gaze back to Opal. “Sorry, I guess I was daydreaming.”
“Daydreaming about destroying these pricey black dahlias?” She pushes her glasses up her nose, eyeing the bouquet in my hands. “The special delivery we made for Luna’s wedding? That didn’t need much fixing other than plucking a few crumpled petals?”
My head shakes slowly. I refuse to look down. “Tell me you didn’t kill them.”
Ruining Luna’s bouquet is far worse than mumbling things in my sleep like Let me see you two rubbing each other’s dicks together.
Far worse.
This wedding is a huge deal for me. First, I love Luna. She’s always kind to me.
Second, it’s a huge opportunity for my shop to reach more clients. Voltage’s members are filthy rich.
So what if some of them were shady? I wasn’t going to marry them. I needed their business. More events equaled more money, more cash flow to give Opal the raise she deserves for the love she puts into our arrangements.
Finding a new location for my shop wouldn’t be as daunting if my budget wasn’t as limited as it is today.
All those weekends off I took recently come back to haunt me, and I sigh. Never mind. I’ll worry about that later.
What matters now is assessing the damage to the bouquet.
Then to ask Carter and Killian to park my plants in the penthouse for a little while.
“Opal?” I pull my lips in, consumed by dread. “Please tell me I didn’t fuck up her special day and this order. Please.”
“Well.” Opal pries my fingers off the bouquet and inspects it. “A little less petals than I would’ve liked—”
