Page 74 of To the Grave

“Where to?” the limo driver asked.

“Just drive around the city,” Wolf said, hitting the button on the sunroof.

It opened with a hum and the cool night air blew into the limo as the driver pulled away from the curb. It cooled my heated skin, although it didn’t do much to dampen the fire in my body.

“We’re not going back to the hotel?” I hated the eagerness in my own voice but honestly I couldn’t help it. I was hornier than I’d ever been, and that was saying something given the fact that I’d been a virgin when I’d moved in with the Beasts.

“Is that disappointment I hear?” Otis grinned. “It’s an honest question.”

I liked that Otis had gotten comfortable enough with me to admit when he didn’t know something, especially since the things he didn’t know were usually related to emotions and facial expressions and societal expectations.

“No.” I felt bad denying it because I didn’t want to mindfuck Otis, but Wolf wasn’t going to let me get away with it anyway.

He laughed. “Too proud to beg, sunshine?”

“I’m not too proud to beg,” Otis said. “It’s been a fucking long time since we’ve fucked.”

“You deserved it,” I grumbled.

“We said we were sorry,” Otis said.

I turned to look at him. “Do you think ‘sorry' is enough to make up for what you did to me? For making me think Jace wasdead?”

The limo driver must have been used to hearing all kinds of weird stuff because the partition was still down between us and he didn’t so much as glance in the rearview mirror.

“It’s not?” Otis asked.

“What he means is, of course it’s not,” Wolf said, shooting Otis a frown that said,Let me handle this. “And we’ll wait as long as you want. But I think I speak for us all when I say I hope it’s not a long time, because we’re all dying to fuck you again.”

I stared hard at him, then glanced at the driver before looking back at Wolf.

“He’s heard it all before, princess,” Jace said.

“And let’s be honest,” Otis said, stretching out his long legs, “we’re not the only ones who are horny as fuck, and I have your sweet smell on my fingers to prove it.”

My face burned.

“Nothing to be embarrassed about, sunshine.” Wolf edged closer and slipped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against him. His fingers inched over my exposed shoulder and under the neckline of my dress.

“I’m not,” I said, trying to hide the hitch in my voice as his hand covered my tit.

He rolled my nipple between his fingers and turned his head to murmur in my ear. “Good, because like Otis said, we’re not too proud to beg.”

The whisper of his breath against my neck together with the heat of his fingers on my nipple made me wet all over again.

Otis slipped his hand between my thighs. “I’m thinking we’re not going to have to beg.”

“Open your legs, princess.” Jace’s voice was a command, his gaze hard and fierce from across the limo. “I want to watch Otis play with your pussy.”

“Otis had his turn,” Wolf said, withdrawing his hand from my tit. He maneuvered himself onto the roomy limo floor and reached under my dress for my underwear. “You won’t be needing these anymore.”

I cut a glance to the front of the limo. “The driver…”

“He’s not paying attention,” Wolf said. “Isn’t that right?” He called the last part out so the driver knew he was being addressed.

“Can’t hear you up here,” the driver said. “What was that?”

“Good man,” Wolf said. “The lady here prefers privacy.”

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