Her cheeks are bright red. That’s answer enough.
“Do you want to play some more?” My words are silky.
“P-play?” Her throat moves as she swallows.
“Red or green?”
“What?” she whispers again.
“You heard me.” I stand, and stride across to her. “Take off the mask.” My demand is directed at Kellan, who moves up behind Arabella and unties the ribbon. “Answer the question. Red or green? Do you want to play some more … with both of us? Do you want us to fuck you together, Kitten? Red or fucking green?”
Her tongue snakes out over her lips. “Gr-green?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
“Green.” She repeats the word more firmly.
I hold up my hand and let the strip of black silk roll open. Her recognition is immediate, lips parting as she gasps.
“Remove the dress.” I can’t touch her while she’s wearing it.
“Why?”
“Take it off or I’ll fucking rip it off,” I snarl.
She flinches.
“It’s okay,” Kellan’s voice is quiet and confident. “It’s not you he’s angry with.” His hands rest on her shoulders. “Do you want me to help you?” He’s already sliding one strap down her arm.
“You’re in control here, Bella. You say red, and everything stops. You know how it works.” He dips his head to kiss her shoulder. “I liked dancing with you tonight. Eli—” She stiffens at the sound of my name, and Kellan clearly notices because he changes his words. “Sin enjoyed watching us. I bet his dick is hard and ready to make you feel good.”
He steps back and tugs on the lace holding the back of her dress together, but he’s moving too slow for me. I hand him the blindfold, take hold of the front of the dress where it splits to display her cleavage and pull sharply. The rip as it tears in two blends with her shocked cry. The dress falls in two parts down her arms to pool at her feet, leaving her naked under my gaze.
Kellan places the blindfold over her face and ties it snugly into place, while I unbuckle my belt and slide it off. Her lips part at the sound of my zipper.
“On your knees, Kitten. Open your mouth.”
Kellan presses his hands down onto her shoulders and guides her onto her knees.
“Tongue out.”
I fist my dick and pull it out of my pants. Kellan’s eyes dip to look, and a smile tilts up one side of his mouth.
Stepping forward, I rest my dick on her tongue. “Open wider. Loosen your jaw. Tip your head back.” While I talk, I reach for her hair, tangling my fingers into it and pull her head back, so I can thrust my dick deep into her mouth.
She gags, tenses, and tries to pull back. I tighten my grip.
“Breathe through your nose. Relax your throat.”
I glance at Kellan, who’s watching my dick sliding in and out of her mouth.
“Spread your legs, pretty girl.” He kneels beside her and runs his fingers over her thigh, gently easing them apart so he can stroke her pussy. “You’re so wet. I bet you could take both of us at once.” He bends his head to lick over one hard nipple.
She gasps around my dick when he pushes two fingers inside her. “Suck Sin’s dick, pretty girl, while you fuck my fingers. You look so good. I can’t wait to have my dick in your mouth … and your pussy. Would you like that?”
“Keep your mouth around my dick and get up on all fours,” I tell her.
She moans softly, rising on her knees and placing her hands down. Kellan’s fingers stay buried deep in her pussy, and he moves until he’s behind her and lowers his head, tongue coming out to lick over one ass cheek and down until his face is buried against her. I pull my dick from her mouth.