Chapter 131: I shouldn’t be doing this.

IVY

I shouldn’t be doing this.

The thought flickered through my mind, but it was so faint and distant, like a candlelight in the dark.

I shouldn’t be on a private jet with my father’s enemies, letting them touch me as if I belonged to them. But then Roman’s mouth found mine, hungry and demanding, and the thought dissolved into nothing.

He kissed me like he was starving. It felt like he had been holding back for days and the leash had finally snapped.

His hand cupped the back of my head, tilting me exactly where he wanted, and his tongue swept into my mouth with a low, satisfied groan that vibrated straight through my chest.

A moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it.

"Fuck," Kai breathed against my ear, and I felt his warm and rough hands on my thighs, sliding up under the hem of my dress.

He pushed my legs wider, spreading them across the leather seat, and the cool, conditioned air hit the damp heat between my thighs. I was already wet, aching. It was embarrassing how fast they did this to me.

"Ro," I gasped against his mouth, but he didn’t let me go. He just deepened the kiss, his free hand sliding down my throat, over my collarbone, tracing the neckline of my dress.

"You taste so good," he murmured, pulling back just enough to look at me. His hazel eyes were blown wide with lust. "Smells so good; I want more, Vivi."

His praise hit me low in the belly, and my thighs quivered, making Kai laugh teasingly.

"Oooh, the little slut likes that," his fingers crept higher, brushing the edge of my panties. "You like being told you’re good, don’t you, little Ivy? You like being praised."

"Shut up, Kai," I mumbled, but my hips were already tilting toward his hand.

"Make me."

Roman’s mouth moved to my jaw, then my throat, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down the column of my neck. He sucked on my pulse point, hard enough to leave a mark, and I whimpered.

"I’m gonna leave something here," he murmured against my skin. "Something for G to see when he gets here."

"Something for everyone to see," Kai corrected, and his fingers finally slid under my lace panties.

I jolted, a sharp gasp tearing from my throat while the pads of his fingers circled my clit lightly. My whole body arched into the touch.

"So wet already. Is this all for us, Vivi? Or were you thinking about something else on the ride over? Mhmm? Tell me?"

"It’s for you," I cried, arching when he rubbed harder.

Roman tugged at the straps of my dress, sliding them down my shoulders, and then he was pulling the whole thing down to my waist, baring my tits to the cool cabin air. My nipples pebbled instantly, and he made a low, reverent sound.

"God, look at you, beautiful,"

He dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth. The wet, hot suction had my back bowing off the seat. He sucked like he had all the time in the world, his tongue flicking over my aching sensitive nipples in hot strokes.

"Ro...oh god..."

"Perfect," he breathed against my skin, switching to the other breast. "Absolutely perfect. I could do this for hours. Just this, tasting you over and over."

Kai’s fingers kept working between my legs, circling, dipping, spreading my wetness around like he was painting me with them. Every time Roman sucked harder, Kai’s fingers would press deeper.

"You’re gonna cum like this," Kai rasped. "Just from his mouth on your tits and my fingers on your pussy. Aren’t you, little Ivy?"

"I...I don’t know..."

"Oh fuck yes you do." He pressed down on my clit, hard, and my vision went white. "You’re gonna cum, and you’re gonna do it on my fingers, and then I’m gonna lick them clean and fuck that pretty mouth of yours."

Roman hummed in agreement, his mouth still working my nipple, his hand kneading the other breast.

"Let go, Vivi," he murmured, pulling off just long enough to speak. "Let me see that pretty face you make when you cum, beautiful."

Kai’s fingers curled inside me, pressing up against that spot that made my toes curl. His thumb found my clit again, rubbing in tight, merciless circles.

"Come on," he coaxed. "Be a good girl. Show us how pretty you look when you fall apart."

Their praise, their hot scorching touch, was too much. I came with a cry, my hips bucking off the seat, my hands fisting in Roman’s hair. Waves of pleasure crashed through me, one after another, and they didn’t stop touching me.

Kai kept his fingers inside my cunt, feeling every clench, and Roman kept sucking on my tits, drawing my orgasm out until I was trembling and oversensitive, gasping for air.

When the last tremor faded, Kai pulled his fingers out, holding them up to the light. They were glistening.

Then, holding my gaze, he put them in his mouth. I watched, transfixed, as he sucked his own fingers clean, his eyes never leaving mine. When he pulled them out, they were wet with his spit.

"Fucking delicious," he groaned. "Like honey."

Roman finally pulled back from my breasts, hazel eyes gazing tenderly at me. "You okay, sweetheart?"

I nodded, still breathless. "Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay."

Kai then grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the seat, guiding me down to the carpet.

"On your knees,"

I sank down, my dress pooling around my waist, my tits bare and heaving while my slick juices rolled down my thighs. The jet hummed beneath me, sending a low vibration that seemed to settle right between my legs.

Kai sat before me, looking down with that wicked, hungry grin, while Roman settled onto the seat behind me, his hands caressing my shoulders, my hair, my back.

"Now," Kai said, his fingers moving to his belt.

"Let’s see if you can take my cock as good as you take my fingers."