Reign of Wrath (Dirty Broken Savages #3)(56)

“You like this, don’t you?” I whisper to her. “Getting touched in a public place. All the other Kings watching you, knowing you’re getting so wet from having your clit rubbed.”

She bites her lip, trying hard not to react, but it’s clear she’s having a hard time keeping a straight face.

“They already know,” I whisper. “They know you’re a pretty little slut who can’t help getting turned on. They know you’d love it if we bent you over this table and took you right here and now.”

A soft little whimper spills from her lips, and I smirk, pleased at that reaction.

I keep working her up, dipping my fingers into her pussy, pressing the heel of my hand against her clit to give her something to grind against if she wants to. And I know she wants to.

“Let them see,” I tell her. “Let them see how much you want it, killer.”

Knox is on her other side, and out of the corner of my eye, I can see his hand slide down River’s back. After a second or two, she jerks, arching into my hand. She barely bites her lip in time to stifle the soft moan that wants to come out, and I can guess what just happened. Knox is fingering her asshole.

River tries to glare at us, but there’s no heat behind it. We’ve all seen her angry before, and now she just looks horny and desperate.

I shoot her my winning smile in return.

Between the two of us, we have her squirming in her seat in no time. I wonder how good it feels to be in her position. Fingers probing her most delicate places, the heavy gazes of Gage and Priest from across the table, locked onto her, knowing exactly what’s going on here. The threat of the waitress coming back or someone else in the diner figuring out what we’re doing. There’s a lot going on, and judging from the heated flush on River’s cheeks, she’s into all of it.

That just makes the heat beat through me even more, and as much as I love teasing her and working her up like this, I want more. I want her to come for us.

So we keep touching her. I circle her clit lightly with one finger, teasing her, making her arch her hips to try to get more sensation, then I plunge my fingers back into her pussy, fucking her with them with as much leverage as I can get.

Knox keeps his hand moving too, and River works herself back and forth, squirming on the fake leather seat of the booth.

Her breathing comes faster and faster, and I can tell she’s getting close. She’s trying to be subtle about it, but I know the signs, and she’s right there on the edge already.

Before we can decide whether or not to push her over that edge, Kathy comes back with our food, so Knox and I both stop for a second. River makes a visible effort to pull herself together, but she’s flushed and there’s a light sheen of sweat on her face, making flyaway hairs stick to her forehead.

The waitress gives us a funny look as she drops the food in front of us, then leaves, off to deal with a table of demanding customers.

As soon as she’s gone, I push my fingers as deep as they can go into River’s pussy.

“You think she could tell?” I ask her, murmuring into her ear again. “You think she knew that you’re just inches away from coming in your pants right here in this booth? That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want us to make you come so hard you forget how to breathe for a second. Right here in this shitty little diner off the highway.”

Her whine is hard to hear, but I can almost feel it when it happens, like it vibrates through her body and into mine.

Knox is grinning his shit-eating grin, and I can tell he’s having as much fun as I am. He dips his head close to her ear, and I can’t make out what he says to her, but he punctuates it with a nip to her earlobe that makes her shudder hard.

Even Gage, who is usually the most serious of the four of us, is watching with heat in his eyes and not telling me to stop fucking around like he usually would. River’s his soft spot, and we all know it. Not that we can blame him because watching her try to hold it together while we tease her and work to make her fall apart is just hot to see. A person would have to have a heart of stone to not get turned on by the sight.

Over the top of River’s head, Knox and I make eye contact. He smirks and I nod, and that’s as good a signal as any. Together, we up the ante, working River up even more. I fuck her with my fingers as much as I can, pressing the heel of my hand into her clit. Judging from the way River’s breathing changes, Knox has at least one finger in her ass, and he’s making her feel just as good with it.

“Come on,” I tell her. “Come for us.”

Either the instruction or the touching or the combination of both is enough to make her obey almost instantly. She writhes from the pleasure, shaking in her seat, trying to keep it from being noticeable that she’s coming undone right then and there. A few moans and curses slip out though, and it’s a good show for the four of us.

It seems to go on forever, her orgasm crashing through her, but finally she’s able to stop writhing and catch her breath. Then she immediately tries to glare at us again. It has the same non-effect as before, and I just grin back at her, pulling my fingers free and licking them clean slowly.

Her cheeks are still so flushed, and she shakes her head. “Well, I can’t eat here now. Not after that.”

I chuckle and shrug. “We can get the food boxed up to go. Knox has ass-finger anyway, so he needs to wash up before he eats.”