Dirty Little Secrets (Kings of Bolten 1)

I watched as Vincent leaned in and said something to Levin that made him grunt and shake his head.

“Attention on me,” Dominic commanded softly in my ear, steering my focus back to him.

“It’s not always about you,” I said as he kissed along my neck. Goosebumps scattered along my skin.

“It is when I say it is, wasp.”

“That’s not a very sweet nickname.” I shifted, his erection digging into my hip.

“The queen wasp is protected by her males.” His lips skimmed along my jaw. “Wasps are used in pest control and have unlimited stinging power.”

“Is this supposed to be dirty talk?” I let out a soft laugh. I felt his smile in his kiss.

“Maybe. Does it turn you on?” His hand trailed up the slit in my skirt and caressed my bare thigh.

“Maybe,” I said, breathlessly as his hand moved higher. Would he really touch me now? Here?

“Did you have fun with Vincent and Levin earlier?”

“Yes.”

His fingers skimmed the edge of my panties. “Did you come for them?”

I nodded, swallowing hard.

“Use your words.”

“Yes.” I breathed out.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“Really?”

“Mhm. I’d have fucked your tight little ass while Vincent buried himself in your drenched pussy. You would’ve sucked Levin’s cock until you choked on his come.

My breath hitched as he slipped his finger under my underwear and rubbed my clit. I clung to him, hoping no one saw us. It was a dark corner, and everyone was dancing. I had my doubts anyone would be brave enough to approach Dom and tell him to stop.

“I don’t want anyone to see,” I managed to rasp as a swarm of butterflies took flight in my guts.

“Then come quickly for me.” He rubbed me faster, making my breath come out in gasps.

I locked eyes with Levin, who stared back at me as Vincent engaged him in conversation. Sadness stared back at me. I couldn’t bear the look on his face, so I swiveled my attention to Vincent. He leaned back and leveled his eyes on me, licking his lips.

Shit. I wanted to come so bad. A stuttered gasp left my lips as Dominic pushed a finger into my depths, his thumb still working miracles on my clit. I wanted to ride his hand so much I was shaking from the effort of holding myself back.

“Do you need some help, baby B?” Vincent eased forward.

I nodded, unable to speak.

He smirked and pressed his lips to mine. I melted into the kiss as Dominic worked me faster.

“Come on Dom’s hand, beautiful,” Vincent said breathlessly. “Be a good girl and give him what he wants.” He nipped my bottom lip.

I whimpered against his lips before he kissed me again, Dominic knuckle deep in my pussy. With one final flick of his thumb, I crashed over the ledge, my release making me moan into Vincent’s mouth.

Vincent continued to kiss me through the waves of euphoria as Dominic coaxed the remainder of it from my body. When Dom was done, he removed his fingers from between my legs.

“Show Dom how grateful you are,” Vincent said, pulling away from me.