Darling Wildfire (Red Rabbit #2)

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FLASHBACK

THERON

THE WARREN

“Alright Greg,”

I said. “Five minutes. No cutting or damaging of my property.”

I added, my eyes jumped quickly to Roger. The display I’d just witnessed was disturbing to say the least. Roger had just cut up Johnson’s girl in a horrific display of knife and blood play. If you could even call it play. It was torture, pure and simple. I enjoyed the occasional pain and pleasure practice but this was at the expense of the woman who had to be taken away by the guards, barely conscious.

Now, Kaelin was sitting on my lap facing the men, legs spread on either side of mine. I’d been watching Mahoney eye her most of the evening and now was offering him a taste. Her head rested against my shoulder and I ran my hands up her thighs, settling there and feeling her take a few deep breaths after my denial of an orgasm.

I didn’t want to share her with Mahoney—I didn’t want anyone else touching her—but I knew I could use his interest to my advantage. If a few licks of her pussy built rapport, so be it.

Mahoney came and knelt between our legs, his hands sliding up the inside of her thighs. I heard him moan as he leaned towards her pussy.

As soon as his tongue touched her, she tensed in my arms. I willed my features blank, until his fingers slipped inside her and a sound of distress left her lips. Mahoney’s eyes raised to mine and my message was clear—do that again and the deal was over. It was the longest five minutes of my life but once he was done, he sat back, licking his fingers.

“I can see why you spent the big bucks,” he said.