All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 35

SARAH

They all surround me, and for a slutty second, I wait for Ronan to give me an order. Have I ever mentioned that I love it when he does that? He keeps it in the bedroom, of course, and that’s what gets me the most.

But he doesn’t. Instead, he reaches for his silk necktie and loses it, wrapping the fabric around his fingers. My gaze drops to his bulging crotch, and my upper teeth slowly and painfully bites into my lower lip. The sight of him like that, full and hard, is already more than enough to make my pussy wet.

He grabs my chin roughly and tilts it upwards, so that I have no choice but to look at him. His electric blue eyes dance all over my body, before resting on mine.

“You played a very dangerous game out there, kitten. You know that, don’t you?”

I raise a brow. His words send cold shivers down my spine, and it all dissolves into a delicious heat between my legs that wets my pussy even more. Perhaps not wearing any panties in this romper was a bad idea.

“I was just complimenting him. Don’t tell me you’re jealous.”

Ronan’s lips spread into a wide grin, and someone yanks my hair forcefully from behind. I look up to see Jaxon glaring at me with his hazel eyes.

“Complimenting him? Complimenting him? You don’t get to do that, not when we’re right behind you.”

“You had him smiling, thinking he could get a fucking chance with you.” Malachi adds.

“Is that what you want, kitten? Did you want the little pilot to fuck you in his little cabin?”

I frown. Pain shoots through my head, and I try to wriggle away from Jaxon’s hold, but his grip on my hair becomes tighter.

“You’re…you’re hurting me.” I manage to speak, and remorse flashed in his eyes as he lets me go.

“I’m sorry,” he starts to speak.

He looks so fucking cute when he’s remorseful. I’ve almost never seen Jaxon like that. He’s the type of man to punch first, and ask questions later. And he would never ever apologize for his actions.

But there he was, apologizing for something I really enjoyed.

“Let’s see how funny we become when you can’t see shit.”

Before I can speak, he blindfolds me with the tie, making it firm at the back of my head.

I feel myself being lifted from the ground, and I can tell it’s Malachi that carries me in his arms from the scent of the cologne.

The next thing I know, my back lands on a soft mattress with equally soft sheets, dare I say.

“No wandering hands, kitten.” Ronan’s voice echoes in my ears.

“You wanted to make us jealous, didn’t you?”

When I nod, I can almost feel him scowl. I know that’s not technically possible, but I know for a fact he’s frowning even with my eyes closed.

“We’re going to make sure your little pilot boyfriend hears you scream.” Malachi adds.