Advent Calendar For Reverse Harem Readers
Room Twenty-Four Under Their Hands by Tamrin Banks
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At Marco’s name, she stills and her eyes widen to green pools. “Ah, you do know who Marco is. He’ll be so happy that the only name that you recognized was his. Arrogant son of a bitch,” I say good-naturedly.
“What do you guys want with me? I don’t think you need a security company.”
“Oh no. All we want is you but we’ll be happy to help you take care of things so that you’re not having these issues with your board and your ex.” My jaw tightens and my fists clench at my side. “I should have made sure that he understood yesterday that he wasn’t welcome here anymore.”
She shakes her head. “I feel like I’m living in a strange dream right now. This can’t be real.”
I stalk over to her and press into her, pushing her soft curves into me, whirling her to face the window, my hand plastering her between me and the window. Her hand comes up and rests on the glass.
She should be screaming at me. Should be pushing at me, backing me away from her.
But she doesn’t. She stills in my arms like I’m quieting whatever’s going on in that pretty head of hers.
I lean down and whisper in her ear. “Come to the club tomorrow. Use Alexia’s in and meet us there. Or use our name and meet us there. I don’t care how you do it. Just be there with us. Let us make you feel good. Feel whole and new.”
Her breath hitches and it takes everything in me not to ram my steel-hard dick into her. Even fully-clothed I can feel her soft curves cradling my steely length and my dick is weeping in my boxers, begging me to take her.
It’s not time yet though. She deserves to be treasured like the gift she is.
“I’m gonna stay here and keep an eye on things today but I’ve got to take care of some other things tomorrow. But I want to make sure that you think about what I said. Think about what me and my brothers can do for you. What we want to do to you.”
I push my hand down her hip and lift her pencil skirt up higher until I’m stroking her soft thighs. I groan when I feel the clips from her garter belt.
“Fuck. You are a goddess. A fucking miracle. And you’re all ours.” I pluck at the straps of her garter belt and she shudders in my arms. “You want to be a bad girl, don’t you? Want us to fuck this pretty body until you can’t stand up and you feel every aching step throbbing in your pussy.”
She moans and I can’t resist it. My fingers slip inside her silky thong, dancing along the sopping wet petals of her sweet spot until she’s pushing into my hands and begging softly for more.
With a strength of will, I didn’t know I possess, I rip my hand out and whip her around, my fingers coming up to trace along the soft curves of her lips. She moans and opens her lips, her pink tongue darting out to lap at her own juices on my hand. I growl and my lips come down hard on hers, drinking in her soft moans and sighs.
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