Holy crap.
Wolfe might be built slimmer than the other two, but he was cut. There wasn’t any fat on him. His skin was lightly tanned, his abs were defined and there were these notches at his hips that were divine.
He was gorgeous. He was lethal. And he was sitting there like he was on a throne, waiting for them to give him his due.
“Lift her up,” Caleb ordered. Aleki stood her up, holding her steady with his hands on her hips as Caleb pulled off her shorts and panties. Then he grabbed her tank top, drawing it down over her hips.
“It will stretch,” she protested.
Caleb snorted. “Like I care.”
“I’ll buy you a new one,” Wolfe promised her.
“Wouldn’t be an issue if you’d just go naked like I suggested,” Aleki added.
She nearly rolled her eyes, but stopped herself as she remembered what happened last time. She wasn’t in a mood for a spanking right now. She was too turned on. She wanted them so badly.
They’d all seen her naked already. But this felt more. This time they were studying her.
“Sit her back down,” Caleb ordered after he’d thrown the tank top to the floor.
She’d noted the way he took charge. She liked that she didn’t have to think. If she was given too much time to think, she might talk herself out of this.
And that was the last thing she wanted.
Moving in sync, Aleki and Caleb each grabbed one of her legs, placing it over theirs so she was spread wide, open to Wolfe’s gaze.
“Reach down and coat your fingers in your juices,” Caleb ordered her.
What? Seriously?
She turned her head to look up at him. His face firmed. “Now, Vivi. Do as you’re told.”
A shiver ran through her at his stern voice. And she found herself dropping her hand down to her pussy without thought. She ran the tips of two fingers along her lower lips, gathering up her dew.
“Show me,” Caleb ordered.
She held them up.
“Hmm, no, I don’t think that will do. Aleki, put her on your lap. Spread her legs wide.”
“Hell. Yes.” Aleki lifted her onto his lap. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever get used to being lifted around like she was a doll. Aleki had her sit with her back to his front, her legs over his. He spread them wide, so she was once more on display, then he pressed his lips to her neck. He nuzzled at her as he played with her nipples.
“Reach down with your good hand and thrust two fingers deep into your pussy.”
Oh hell. Oh God. Was Caleb trying to kill her? She glanced over at him, but his face remained firm.
“And do it slowly.”
Fuck.
She moved her gaze from Caleb to Wolfe as she slid her hand down her stomach towards her pussy. She was aware of Wolfe’s gaze following her every movement.
“That’s it. Good girl. Now push those fingers in deep and keep them there until I say you can move them.”
Aleki sat beneath her, toying with her nipples. Wolfe watched. Caleb ordered. They each had their part. They worked together.
And instead of feeling on the outside, not quite a part of their circle, she now felt included. As though she had her own part to play.
“Now move them in and out of your pussy. That’s it. Bet that’s a pretty sight.” Caleb moved around so he could stare at her finger-fucking herself. A flush entered her cheeks, but she didn’t stop, loving the way they both stared at her. Almost as though they were entranced by her.
“Good girl,” Caleb murmured. “You’re being such a good girl for Daddy that he’s going to reward you.”
Oh God. How did that turn her on so much?
“She likes that,” Aleki murmured. “You should feel her reaction.”
Caleb tilted his head. “Was it the good girl part? The reward? Or was it Daddy?”
He didn’t want her to answer, right?
“Answer me, Vivi,” he ordered.
No. No, no, no. Not fair.
“Stop moving, Aleki,” Caleb commanded.
Aleki froze.
“No, Aleki. Don’t stop.”
“Sorry, baby girl,” Aleki said with false-sympathy. “In our little family, Caleb is the head. What he says goes.”
“Yep,” Caleb told her. “But you already knew that, didn’t you, baby? Are you trying to usurp my authority? Trying to test me to see how far you can push me? Because I’m more than happy to take that test.”
Oh. Dear. Lord.
“Are you going to answer me? Or do you need a demonstration of my authority over you?” Caleb knelt down between Aleki’s parted legs and started to kiss his way up her thigh, his gaze never leaving hers. Maybe she should have been in a position of power over him.
But there was no mistaking who was in charge.
“Vivi?” he prompted
“It was all of it, I think,” she told him breathlessly.
He tilted his head to the side. “All right. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
She shook her head, still feeling somewhat breathless. He stood and sat next to Aleki.
“Pull your fingers free and offer them to Wolfe.”
Oh hell. Oh hell. Oh hell.
You can do this, Vivi.
“Obey him, baby girl,” Aleki told her. “Give yourself to us. We’ll take care of you.”
She knew it was a matter of trust. And while that might still be strained between them, she knew they wouldn’t harm her. Her trust issues were more to do with her feelings of self-worth.
So she withdrew her fingers and offered them to Wolfe, his gaze darkened. Caleb reached for her hand, holding it steady as Wolfe leaned forward and took a long, slow lick.
Shit.
She swore it was like she could feel his tongue on her pussy, pressing against her clit, lapping at her.
Her heart raced. She felt dizzy. Like she was out of her own head, looking in on all this. Because this couldn’t possibly be her life.
She was connected to all three of them. Sitting on Aleki’s lap, his fingers still toying with her nipples. Her hand held by Caleb, him guiding her. Then Wolfe lapping at her fingers like they were her pussy.
A whimper escaped her lips. She needed more. Wanted it.
“Please,” she cried out as Wolfe took her fingers deep into his mouth.
“What do you want, Vivi?” Caleb asked in a low croon.
She shook her head. She couldn’t ask for it. Couldn’t voice it. Could she?
“You need to learn to tell us what you need,” Aleki added.
“But I don’t know. How do I know what I need?”
“Just now, all we’re talking about is right now,” Caleb soothed. “One step at a time. What is it you need right at this moment?”
“To come,” she managed to get out.
Wolfe ran his tongue between her forefinger and middle finger. Oh, fuck. That shouldn’t feel as good as it did. They were just her fingers. How were they tied so directly to her clit? She’d never felt anything like this before. Her body was on overload. Filled with too much feeling. And yet, she wanted more.
Craved it. Them. All three of them.
“There, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Aleki murmured. “What our girl wants, she gets.”
“Sometimes,” Wolfe drawled. He let go of her fingers and slumped back in the chair, his eyes half-lidded as he watched them.