for an hour? I swear, I just saw him at dinner. I’m upstairs you big goon,” Sierra yelled from the doorway, releasing the cloaking spells she’d placed earlier. Closing the door, she climbed back onto the bed and stretched out, waiting for the goons to arrive.
“You know they’ll be here in a few minutes. They’ve got it bad. I don’t know if you’ll get your courting, dear friend,” Linda said with a smile and nodded.
The bedroom door swung open without even a knock.
“You could have knocked. What if we were busy?” Sierra snarled over her shoulder at Roman and Garth, who stood by the bed staring at them.
“We need you three downstairs in the conference room.” Garth’s gaze roamed Sierra’s body as she flipped over onto her back. His stare settled on her breasts.
“Oh, great, here it comes. I can hear it now. They’ll ban us from work, clubs or anything else. I bet we’ll all be house prisoners!” Amy grumbled and pushed up from the bed.
“I don’t know what you’re complaining about. At least you have the bar right across the street to go to, get drunk, and dance. Hey, maybe I’ll stay at your house for a few days.” She grinned at Amy and Linda, knowing if she tried, her mates would have a fit.
“I don’t think so. You ladies go ahead. We need to talk to our mate for a minute.” Roman grabbed her arm as she tried to follow the girls.
“What now? I thought we were wanted downstairs?” Sierra yelped, looking down at the floor to hide her smile. She knew they could smell something different about her, but she waited. Garth growled and shut the door with his foot.
“Do you have something to show us, little one? I don’t see or feel a bra, is there a reason for this?” Roman grunted. He grabbed the tail of the shirt and pulled. Buttons flew across the room and her shirt opened exposing her breasts.
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Roman thought he’d come in his pants for the first time in his life. Her nipples, red and swollen with gold rings dangling from each cherry nipple, beckoned him. He wanted to pull them into his mouth and nibble. Garth moaned next to him.
He knew Sierra was nervous and holding her breath. Her gaze fixated on his shaft. He heard her thoughts and smiled.
That’s never going to fit inside me .
She licked her lips and raised her head. Roman and Garth stepped closer. Garth reached for one of her breasts the same moment he did, touching and caressing her flesh.
“There are no words to describe how beautiful you are to us. The rings only enhance your beauty. I’ve never wanted to take a woman so hard and long as I do you right now, little one. I want to attach chains to each of these rosy nipples, use clamps on them, then nibble each one until you scream with pain and pleasure,” Garth whispered his desires. His thumb brushed across her nipple at the same time Roman’s did. He took a deep breath and smelled her hot fluid dripping out of her. Her thong would be soaked again.
“We smell your cream. Would you honor us with another taste?” Roman asked, his other hand sliding down towards her mound.
Sierra pulled back, shaking her head. “We’re wanted at the meeting. You’ll have to wait and see what surprises I have in store for you.” She grabbed a shirt from the dresser and pulled it slowly over her head, teasing them.
Garth pulled her roughly against him, conquering her mouth. Roman slipped in behind her, careful of her back. His hands encircled her, caressing her stomach, then dived for her mound where he rubbed her pussy lips through her jeans.
She flinched at the pain and pleasure that coursed through her body and broke the kiss.
“Why so jumpy when I touch your pussy? Do you have a secret to share with us?” Roman whispered into her ear.
She broke free and ran for the door.
“You’ll just have to find out now won’t you?” She shrieked as they grabbed for her, but she would have none of it. Dashing down the stairs, just one step in front of them,
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