Page 156 of Heat & Deceit
“I’m not scared, you asshole,” I say, whirling around. Three identical, cocky-as-hell smirks greet me. It’s not fair that the three of them are clearly related to the Greek gods. It makes it impossible to pretend to be mad. Glancing past them, I see that the back door is open, which must be how they snuck up on me while I was trying to figure out how to deal with Randal’s barrage of questions.
“Oh, baby, say it again,” Ly teases, then flashes his gaze down my body. Desire fills his eyes, and I shiver at his attention.
“Is that true?” Javi asks. “You’ve been wanting something from us?”
“It’s not a big deal,” I say with a nervous chuckle. “Just a thought.”
Rome rubs his jaw and glances at the guys. “Sounds like more than a thought to me.” He makes a train whistle motion. “Choo, choo.”
“I’ll kill Randal,” I mumble to myself, completely mortified. “Look, if you guys aren’t into that sort of thing, I get it. It’s just, there’s one of me and three of you.” I gesture between the four of us. “It would be efficient,” I say with a nod. Yeah, that’s it.
“Efficient?” Ly releases a dark chuckle. “Oh no, Rain, baby. You think the three of us will take it easy on you?”
“Tell Randal congratulations and close the shop,” Javi says, tone brooking no argument.
“Congratulations?” I ask as Rome says, “Give me five minutes.” He stops in front of me and lifts my chin, brushing his lips over mine. “I’ll be nice and share your mouth this once. Javi needs an introduction.” He kisses down my throat. “And I want your ass.”
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as he bites my neck, cunt throbbing as slick gushes out of me. Floral perfume blooms in the supply room, and Rome chuckles against my skin.
“I’ll be right back.” He trails his hand over my stomach before heading out to talk to Randal.
“Wait,” I say, coming back to my original question. “Why is Randal being congratulated?”
“He’s the new manager,” Ly says, taking off his belt with one hand. “Get that juicy ass in the office.”
“We have to wait for Rome,” Javi reminds him, doing the one-hand shirt removal that is obnoxiously hot.
“Is this really happening?”
Ly drops his belt and prowls toward me, unbuttoning his pants on the way. “That pussy is mine, Rain. Our cum is going to be dripping out of you when we’re done with you.”
I pinch myself and yelp. Yup. Definitely real. “The store is still open for a few more hours,” I say.
“Not anymore.” Rome appears again, wrapping his arms around me and nestling his nose against my neck and inhaling. “Fuck, you smell so good.”
“Choo, choo,” Ly sing-songs on the way into the office.
“This isn’t even a train, asshole!” I shout after him, no longer caring if people overhear. “This is an orgy. Ish.”
“Nova?” Javi asks.
“Yeah,” I say, a little breathless as Rome grinds his erection into my ass.
“Stop talking and come wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”
“Jesus,” I say on an exhale.
“The Lord isn’t here now!” Randal shouts from the other side of the door. “Take those dicks and text me about it later. Okay, byeeeee.”
“I’ll kill him,” I tell Rome, who nudges me toward the office.
“You can’t kill your boss.” He swats my ass and undoes my apron. “I can smell how needy your cunt is,” he whispers into my ear, purring.
Once all the doors are closed and we’re alone, I swallow, taking in Javi’s and Ly’s naked forms as they rearrange the office to optimize the space for fucking. Rome’s fingers slip beneath my shirt and run up my torso, his big hands cupping my breasts through my bra. I arch into the touch, and Javi and Ly turn to watch Rome tease me, their eyes hooded and cocks hard. Their scents I’d once foolishly hesitated to enjoy hang heady in the air.
“Where do you want it?” Rome asks, pinching my nipples.
I glance around, and the floor is the only place that really makes sense. That is, until Ly turns and sweeps everything off the desk. The computer crashes to the ground, the monitor probably broken, but none of them seem to care. Ly hops onto the desk and pats his thigh.
