Chapter 3

The aftershocks of my first orgasm were still rippling through me when the hands didn't stop.

I was trembling on Victor's lap, my chest heaving, thighs slick with my own juices. The darkness felt even thicker now, like a heavy velvet curtain hiding just how filthy I was being.

"Such a good girl," Victor murmured against my ear, his voice low and full of dark pride. His fingers were still buried inside me, slowly stroking my fluttering walls. "Did you hear how pretty you sounded when you came for Daddy?"

I whimpered softly, too overwhelmed to answer. My face burned with shame.

Then Victor said the words that made my stomach flip.

"They only do what Daddy allows," he whispered. "Want to let go, princess? Let them feel how wet and needy you are."

I should have said no. Instead, a broken little "please…" slipped out before I could stop it.

That was all the permission they needed.

The hands grew bolder. Bull's massive, calloused palms gripped my thighs and spread them wider across Victor's lap, completely exposing me. Ghost's skilled fingers pulled the top of my sundress down, freeing both my breasts to the cool air. Someone's hot mouth — I couldn't tell whose — latched onto my right nipple, sucking hard while a tongue flicked rapidly over the sensitive peak.

I cried out, back arching.

Another mouth found my left breast. Two different men sucking on me at once — one rougher, one more teasing. The contrast made my head spin.

Victor finally pulled his fingers out of me, but the emptiness only lasted a second. Someone — I suspected Jax from the filthy chuckle I heard — dropped to his knees in front of me. Strong hands gripped my ass, lifting me slightly, and then a hot, wet tongue dragged slowly from my entrance all the way up to my swollen clit.

"Oh fuck—" I moaned loudly, my voice cracking.

I couldn't see anything. I could only feel.

The tongue was relentless. It circled my clit with perfect pressure, then dipped down to push inside me, fucking me with slow, deep strokes. Another set of fingers — Victor's again, I thought — returned to rub tight circles on my clit while the mouth devoured me.

I was losing track of who was where.

One man sucked hard on my nipple, grazing it with teeth. Another kneaded my breast roughly. A third hand (maybe Bull's) gripped my hip, holding me open. And the mouth between my legs kept licking and sucking noisily, the wet sounds absolutely obscene in the dark room.

They're eating me out… my stepdad's club brothers are tasting me while he holds me open for them.

The thought was so filthy it made me clench hard.

Victor's deep voice cut through my haze. "That's it, baby girl. Let them taste how sweet Daddy's little princess is. Don't hold back."

The man between my legs (Jax, I was almost sure now) groaned against my pussy and sucked my clit into his mouth, flicking it rapidly with his tongue. At the same time, Victor pushed two thick fingers back inside me, thrusting in time with the mouth.

I was moaning nonstop now, shamelessly loud. My hips rocked desperately, grinding against the tongue and fingers.

Then I felt it — another cock. Someone had freed himself. A thick, hot shaft rubbed against my hip, leaving a trail of pre-cum on my skin. Another hard cock pressed against my other thigh. They were all so hard for me.

The pressure inside me built impossibly fast. The combination of a skilled mouth sucking my clit, Victor's thick fingers fucking me deep, and multiple hands and mouths on my breasts was too much.

"I'm— I'm gonna—" I sobbed.

"Come," Victor commanded, voice rough. "Come on their tongues like a good little club slut."

My orgasm hit even harder than the first.

I screamed into the darkness as my body convulsed violently. My pussy clenched and gushed, squirting hot juices all over the mouth that was still devouring me. Wave after wave crashed through me, my legs shaking uncontrollably, back arching so hard I thought I might break. The men kept licking and fingering me through it, drawing out every last pulse until I was a sobbing, trembling mess.

Even as I came down, the hands didn't leave me. Gentle strokes, soft kisses on my breasts, and Victor's soothing murmurs of "good girl" kept me floating in overwhelming pleasure.

The lights came back on without warning.

One moment I was floating in a haze of darkness and anonymous pleasure, the next the entire living room was flooded with bright light. I blinked rapidly, my eyes struggling to adjust. My heart slammed against my ribs as reality crashed down on me.

Everyone could see.