All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 2

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SARAH

Is he crazy? Is he remotely aware of where we are?

He pulls me closer to his body, and the curve of my ass grazes something hard. Deliciously hard.

“What are you doing?” I whisper. He sniffs in the scent of my neck.

Fuck. How can one man be so fucking sexy? We shouldn’t be doing this, not in such a public place, but I don’t want it to stop.

“Do you have any idea where we are? There might be people watching. There are people watching.”

“Let them watch, kitten.” He placed his free hand on my right hip. I almost choke on my own saliva.

“Let them know that you’re mine. You’re ours. Let them watch you fight your desires. Let them watch you lose. You want us, kitten. You need us. We’re all you think about when you’re awake, and the faces you touch yourself to when you sleep. Even now, you want me to bend you over this table and fuck you in front of all these people.”

My breath hitches in my throat.

“Ronan…”

“And there’s only one reason I haven’t.”

Fuck. I’m a wet mess.

“Why?” I dare to ask, knowing the answer will get me in a lot of trouble.

“The party isn’t complete.”

I know exactly what he’s talking about, and it turns me on even more.

I tilt my neck backwards to catch a glimpse of his handsome face. Electric blue eyes gaze back at me. He looks so fucking hungry for me.

“Isn’t three a crowd?”

His lips spread into a wide grin.

“Four. And not for the HawkThornes.”

He takes a step backwards, and I feel myself becoming able to breathe. I wasn’t aware I had been holding my breath ever since he appeared behind me.

“Think about it, kitten.” He smiles. It’s such a beautiful sight, my heart swells in my chest. He turns his back to leave.

I want to call him, to tell him I’m ready to be claimed by him, by his brothers. I want to tell him the truth: that he’s right, that all I’ve thought about since that night is being fucked by them again. That I spend three more hours in my study every night just thinking about them.

But I don’t, because I shouldn’t. They’re my brother’s best friends, and completely out of bounds.

So what do I do?

I drop my donation, and leave the event as quickly as possible. I get home, undress in my room, take out my vibrator from my closet, and stand in front of my vanity mirror with nothing on besides the diamond choker.

I smile to myself as I start my vibrator. I hope they can see this.

I settle into my dressing stool and spread my legs apart. The vibrator comes touches my clit, and I shiver from the wave of pleasure that ripples through me. I close my eyes and think of them.