Page 4 of Deadlier Obsessions

I ran to the bathroom to take a moment to breathe. Alone. Fucking Sebastian had other things in mind and was inside the small area before I had a chance to lock the door. I’m not interested in whatever he has on his mind. I’m pissed, but not really at him. Being spanked isn’t a trigger and it’s also not new, for any of these men. Why am I so angry? I just want to be normal. Needing to be literally dragged onto a plane isn’t a sane reaction to taking a flight. I know every one of them takes me for the flawed person I am, but I don’t want to be flawed. I want to be someone else.

Sebastian grabs my hips and turns me so I’m facing him. “Talk to me. Stop shutting me out.”

He cups my face in both his hands and lifts my head gently until our eyes are on each other’s. “Baby.” The heartbreak in his gaze cuts me like a knife. I’ve learned the easiest way to hurt him is by keeping myself closed off. It's not something I do with malice, but old habits die hard.

“I’m embarrassed,” I admit to him, even though I don’t want to.

The way he stares at me makes it so I can’t move, I can barely breathe, as I stand trapped in his gaze. He growls, and the deep sound vibrates from his chest into mine. “You are ours, Stella. That means no hiding. You can lock the real you up from the entire world but not from us. Never from us.”

We both ignore Gage’s absolute meltdown outside the bathroom door. He sounds far away, and like it’s only Sebastian and I together right now. For this moment, no one else exists. Somehow, I know that won’t last, because Gage is Gage. He doesn’t take disappointment well, to say the least. Like a toddler throwing himself on the floor in the middle of a grocery store, I know he’ll eventually do what he’s threatened, and break down the damn door.

“Got it?”

I don’t respond with words, instead I nod my acceptance, but that’s not enough for Sebastian.

“I want to hear it,” he says, as he continues watching me, like if he blinks, I might vanish before him.

“Yes. I’ve got it.”

He moves his head so that his lips are less than an inch from mine. “Good girl.Myfucking good girl.”

Pressing his lips to mine, he slides his tongue into my mouth at nearly the same moment that Gage removes the bathroom door. He didn’t break it down. He literally removed it. Sebastian jumps away from me. “What the hell, Gage?”

The psycho smirks at him. “You’ve cost everyone the right to privacy. I hope it was worth it.”

Standing behind Gage is Maverick, who frequently instigates shit. And I wouldn’t be surprised if I found out Mav had given Gage the idea to remove the door. Hell, he probably handed him the drill. My suspicions are confirmed when Gage hands the drill to Mav. Was this planned? Why the fuck did he just happen to have a drill onboard a flight? Then the panic wells once again. Flight.Shit.

LUCY

You can see the exact moment when Stella goes from angry and frustrated with Gage, right back to panicked, as she remembers where she is. I know this woman so well now, I can practically hear her mind as she thinks ‘oh fuck, I’m on a plane’. I take a step in her direction, but Mav, being his usual self, grabs my arm and drags me back against him.

“Where do you think you’re going, baby? You don’t wanna miss the fun, do you?”

Fun. I’m always here for fun, but right now my girl needs me, and neither Sebastian or Gage are paying enough attention to her fears for my liking. Someone has to step in and get their priorities straight, and I guess that’s me.

“Bruv!” I yell, bringing all eyes to me, varying between shocked, amused, and purely confused.

“That’s that weird safeword thing of yours, baby, what’s going on? You don’t want to get dicked down right now?” Mav pouts at me, but I point at Stella.

“I need you all to get your heads out of your pants and recognise that Stella needs us. I’m all for perversion, but Stella needs out of her head, so please, focus on her right now.”

“Actually, my head’s in everyone else’s pants,” Gage says with a smirk, but his eyes settle on Stella again. “Just how bad is it right now, Stel? You wanna just get fucked, or do you want to get so driven out of your mind that you don’t even know if you still have limbs?”

Stella isn’t the only one who seems to have her horny switch flicked on in that moment, because wow, not only does that sound amazing, but we also both know these guys can definitely deliver on that. If they choose to, and they often do, we’re likely to be left damn near comatose by the time they’re done with us. I wouldn’t say no to that right now myself, but first and foremost,I want them to help Stella. My freakout isn’t so much about flying anymore, but what waits for me back ‘home’ in England. They can fix me later.

“She looks like she needs all her holes stuffed, man. Shall we give her that? Lucy likes to watch anyway, don’t you, baby?” Oh god. I’m not ashamed of that fact anymore either. Yes, I really do love to watch all the dirty nasty sex stuff they do. I can get off practically with no real effort when I’m watching, because it’s so intense and erotic, watching them chasing their depraved pleasure. I step away as Mav approaches Gage and reaches past him, taking Stella’s hand.

“Time to make our baby feel better, come on,” he says softly, leading her to the other door, which thankfully is still on its hinges. Clearly that’s the bedroom, and that’s where Stella’s about to get triple fucked while I watch. We all follow Mav as he takes Stella to the bed, and points at her clothes.

“Lose those now.” Then he turns to the rest of us. “Everyone loses their clothes. This is about to get downright perverted.” God yes. We all strip off, and Mav points to the head of the bed.

“Lucy, sit up there, with your legs spread, so we can all see you fingering that sweet pussy of yours.”

I don’t argue, because I’m already wet just at the thought of what’s about to happen, and I no longer have any shame when we get into it. I mean, I’ll blush like hell before, during, and after, but I know we’re all about pleasure, and we won’t be shamed or humiliated for enjoying it.

“Stella, you’re about to get all three of our dicks, baby, you want that, don’t you?” Mav asks Stella, lifting her chin so he can stare into her eyes and see what she really wants. Even if we don’t answer, he can read us well enough to know what we want, what we need. She shudders as she stares back at him, and he nods, grinning widely.

“Okay, I get her ass, Pretty Boy, you’re gonna fuck that sassy mouth of hers, that means you’re gonna fill that desperate pussy, Gage.”

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