“Tell me, does your fantasy involve two men, three men, perhaps four?” L.T. asked her, drawing one of her fingers into his mouth and sucking it slowly as he held her gaze.
Deacon felt his own cock swell with hunger. He waited on edge for her answer, although he already knew what it was. But would she go through with this? Would she seriously allow men she did not know have her this way? Was she really not the sweet, innocent, inexperienced woman they had all labeled in their heads? Could she be the woman they wanted and needed? One so strong willed, so confident in what she wanted, that she went for it full force? Had she done this before? The thought angered him as he waited on pins and needles for her response.
Her chest lifted up and down as her breathing grew deeper. He could feel her shaking. Was it from arousal or from revealing what she really wanted in her fantasy?
“Four,” she whispered and then stuck her tongue out to lick her dry lips. Deacon and L.T. watched. Deacon nearly moaned.
“And what would you like these four men to do to you?” L.T. asked, while he caressed his fingers up and down her forearm, and straight up to her bare shoulder.
“To have their way with me. Any way they’d like to.”
Holy fuck. I didn’t expect that.
Deacon reacted. He leaned closer and licked a pathway up her neck to a sensitive spot and then sucked hard. She gasped and turned into him.
“Your fantasy is about to become a reality.”
Deacon didn’t have to turn to know that the next two figures to approach were Axel and Quentin. They stood on either side of the two chairs.
Mariah gasped as she turned her head toward them. She shuddered next to Deacon.
“I believe there is a better location for us to get acquainted. We’ll meet you there,” L.T. stated and then rose from his chair.
Deacon received the directions to the private room from his communication device in his ear. He stood up and reached out his hand. Mariah hesitated.
“I personally promise that your fantasy will be much better than you have ever imagined. Come with me, with us, and all our desires will be fulfilled.”
* * * *
Mariah could hardly find her voice. The reality of the events leading up to this moment ran rampant through her head. They were here. All four of her men, her Marines, were here and ready to take her. She’d wanted this for so long. She could hardly believe that it was happening.
Her legs were shaking, her panties soaking wet already and none of them had even touched her down there.
She had prepared herself to take the plunge tonight. She had her Brazilian waxing, manicure and pedicure, covered her body in vanilla and brown sugar combined with some pleasure lotion she found in Italy that enhanced pheromones. She was ready for this. Masked or unmasked, she would have her men. Tomorrow would be another day. Tonight she lived for the moment.
She reached up and took his hand. A small smile peeked out from below the mask. Like her own sexy Phantom of the Masquerade, she would give him, them, her virginity, her body, her everything without question, without reservations, and ultimately with all her heart. If they moved on, and never wanted to look back, so be it. Tonight was their moment of fantasy come true.
Chapter 10
The moment Mariah appeared with Deacon, Axel sighed in relief. She’d accepted. Although she might not know exactly what she was accepting, the choice was made. She would become theirs tonight. They would all make love to her.
Axel could feel his reservations and fears emerge.
“She looks amazing in that dress,” Quentin stated from behind him.
“I can’t believe that she would come here, and allow some stranger or strangers to have their way with her,” Axel replied.
“Who are we to judge her? Have we not participated in some freaky, wild sex acts with women we don’t even remember, just to fulfill our needs and feel human, and like men? No, Axel. Don’t think along those terms. Look at this for what it is. We all came here for different reasons. In the past it was to fulfill our fantasies, but now we get to fulfill our desires. Whether Mariah knows it’s us or not, things are going to be different after tonight. Let’s give her exactly what she wants and then some.”
She moved closer, and although the mask completely covered her face, they all knew that it was her. Initially it had been from seeing her dance moves, but then was confirmed by L.T. and Deacon by her scent, her voice, and her presence. They were so in tune to her.
As Mariah glanced at the four of them, they walked together. One unit, one group, until a whistle stopped Mariah in her tracks.
They all paused. Axel felt on edge. Nothing would come between the five of them. Not tonight, not ever. A young woman dressed in a gorgeous midnight-blue dress approached. She looked at Mariah and then asked her for a moment to talk. Mariah lowered her head at them, appearing embarrassed before she walked a few feet away from them with the other woman.
They could hear the entire conversation.
“Are you okay?” she asked Mariah.