Chapter 112: Slutty Ivy

Ivy’s pov

I crossed my arms, a defiant pout on my lips, while trying to ignore the thrills shooting straight to my pussy. "I don’t feel like dancing anymore. And did you really just close down an entire club?"

Roman leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his hazel eyes soft and earnest. "What would you have us do, Vivi?" he murmured, his voice a low, melodic hum that made my heart ache.

"When you were up there making dangerous moves like that? We saw how those men were looking at you."

My breath hitched. The anger in me deflated like a punctured balloon, replaced by a dizzying rush of warmth through my veins. My heart fluttered against my ribs. Why did he sound more worried than mad?

"If we have to buy a fucking planetarium for you to dance in, we would," Kai added with a reckless grin, and I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips. Wait, no- the jackass had hurt me; I shouldn’t be folding so easily.

Gideon remained silent, his sapphire eyes burning into me with an intensity that was both terrifying and thrilling. "I didn’t know you could dance like that."

Well, consider me a laundromat because I just folded down to my knees. How was I supposed to even resist that? I slid off the table, strutting towards them.

"As I was so rudely informed by a certain someone," my gaze locked on Kai, and he rolled his eyes, shaking his head, muttering something about a stubborn woman. "You guys don’t have the right to tell me what to do. We aren’t together. I’ll dance when I feel like it, and if I feel like it."

The words were barely out of my mouth before Kai moved.

In one fluid motion, he yanked me into his lap, my back flush against his chest. He pulled my arms behind me, holding them captive with one of his hands. I gasped, a jolt of shock and excitement shooting through me. "Let me go, you Neanderthal!"

"Now, now, Vivi," Roman sighed. I thought he was coming to my rescue, but he only chuckled softly. "Don’t be like that. Kai’s mouth wasn’t washed when he was a baby. You shouldn’t believe a word he says."

"Hey!" Kai grumbled behind me.

"You’re both insufferable," I snapped, trying to wrench away from him, but his grip tightened. I tried stomping on his feet, and he let go, chuckling darkly. "You’re trouble, you know that, little Ivy?"

"Am I?" I taunted, flicking my hair, placing a hand over my hip.

That’s when Gideon rose, circling the table until he was standing before me. He cupped my jaw, his touch firm but strangely gentle, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. I bit hard on my bottom lip to fight the whisper that threatened to spill when his heady scent filled my nose.

"You were ours the moment you walked into our home and gave yourself to us."

My entire body went up in flames. I flushed, racking my brain for a comeback. This had to mean we were together, right?

Ro and Kai rose as well, and they surrounded me like a wall of raw masculine heat. Kai came up behind me, his hand tangling in my hair, yanking my head to the side.

"I’m sorry for what I said," he murmured against my neck in a rough, sincere whisper. "And I did not touch Tatiana. I swear it. But you’re still going to get punished for dancing for other men to see."

His lips found the sensitive skin of my throat, sucking hotly on it. I shuddered, a soft moan escaping my lips.

Roman was in front of me, his hands eagerly fondling my tits through my clothes, his mouth pressing soft, worshipful kisses down the front of my neck, across my shoulders, buttering me up, melting my resistance, until I was utterly, completely lost to them.

Gideon stepped back, watching my face as his brothers ravaged and possessed me.

Kai’s hands were rough, efficient. He pulled my top over my head while Roman’s mouth blazed a trail down my chest. He deftly undid my bra, his lips immediately latching onto a pebbled nipple, sucking hungrily.

"So perfect," he groaned, his voice muffled against my skin.

I arched my back, pressing myself deeper into their touch. Roman’s hand slid down my stomach, his fingers stroking my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties.

"Will you dance for us again, Vivi?" he asked, looking up at me with those adoring hazel eyes. "I want to see it. You were mesmerizing."

"Yes," I breathed helplessly. He could have asked me to drive a plane, and I’d have said yes anyway.

They stripped me then, slowly and sensually until I was naked, my body trembling under their intense gazes.

"Beautiful." Roman sank to his knees before me, his hands gripping my hips. "I need to taste you," he murmured, and then his mouth was on me.

He ate me out slowly, reverently, his tongue exploring my folds with a worshipful patience that made my toes curl. The pleasure built up slowly as he lapped and teased my pussy lips with his tongue. I threw my head back, sobbing softly as he pushed his tongue inside.

Oh fuck yes yes.

"Ro,"

"Mhmm," Roman purred in response to Kai.

"Fuck, slow down. She hasn’t been punished yet."

Roman whined, pulling back with a frustrated groan. "Why does she have to be punished? Ugh, you and G need more glitter in your life."

My head was spinning, my body aching with need. "Punishment? What punish-"

The metallic click sound of a belt unfastening cut me off.

I assumed it was Kai and glanced at him, glaring at him, but then Gideon, with his belt in his hand, approached me, his eyes dark and commanding. "Hold your arms out."

My breath hitched, a fresh wave of excitement washing over me. I obeyed instantly, my heart pounding. "Do you remember your safe words?"

"Yes," I breathed, my body thrumming with anticipation.

"Good." He looped the leather belt around my wrists, securing them tightly. Then he flipped me over a nearby table, my bare stomach landing on the cool, smooth surface, ass high in the air, completely exposed and vulnerable.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "Count."