Insatiable Little Me

Joining the Thrill

Good evening, Darlings~

I hope everyone had an exceptional day~ 

Stay hydrated and eat please~

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"Well, well, seems you are quite the troublemaker, Davina," Kota said, pulling our bodies impossibly closer. I breathe in his cologne, an intoxicatingly musky scent. Hints of sandalwood mixed with sweat fill my lungs.

"Only when I really enjoy something," I pull away from his grip, closing my eyes as I swing my hips. Feel the music coursing through my body, radiating pure adrenaline from head to toes. I lift my head to the ceiling, releasing a joyful laugh.

Oh, I could get used to this life. I thought to myself.

A pair of hands reach from behind and find their way to the tops of my thighs. Pressing my ass to them and rocking my hips with theirs. I open my eyes and look at the person behind me, dark brown hair, stubble, blue eyes- wait. I look over to Kota, a smile forming on his face as he strides over to me and the stranger.

"Declan, you're scaring my guest," Kota places his thumb on my bottom lip, his forefinger under my chin and searches for something in my eyes. "Darling, this is my older brother, Declan," At that moment, I feel my body being spun around, Kota has taken me from his brother.

"I- wait your brother?" I blink slowly as I look between the two men before me. I look at Kota, trying to see something similar between the two. "Is this what you do, play games with your brother to see who could get the girl?"

Kota's eyes flashed with something dark, primal almost. He looks up at his brother and tilts his head, feigning ignorance. "Something like that, we just enjoy sharing company," Kota looks down at me, brushing my hair away from my face. The small gesture, intense music, everything happening. The intensity of the dancing, I felt a need growing inside of me.

I feel like getting into trouble. I trail my eyes to Declan, his hands trailing to my waist. Kota had his hand in mine and a hand on my hip. The feeling of being enclosed by two beautiful men sinking into my skin. Danger surrounds me, yet I'm not afraid. 

I look to Kota to see if my next move would be okay. He taps my hip softly, guiding me to relax. "It's okay with me, little one, if it's okay with you" Kota says, looking to Declan, the primal expression remaining. Humming at the sudden pet name, I rest the back of my head on his shoulder, swaying in between the two men. They quickly match my slow rhythm, the feeling of needing more growing far quicker than I wanted.

In between these two strangers, I felt safe- like outside forces could not interrupt my peace of mind. Hands are roaming my body, burning into my skin. Thighs, chest, hips, neck- every place that is touched leaves my knees feeling weak. 

"Kota, what's the plan?" Declan says, grabbing a hold of my hand; I look at him. My eyebrows knitting together, I bite my inner cheek. I feel conflicted, looking at the time I realize how late it truly is.

"Uh, Kota, how long were you intrigued with my company?" Declan tugs my hand slightly, leading the way to the front of the club. There was a matte black Mercedes Benz a chauffeur opened the door. Declan smiles, flashing the type of smile that makes women lose their cool.

"Are you suggesting I get in a car..." I feel a hand gently press the small of my back, I look behind me and see Kota. There's a cigarette hanging between his plump lips, I watch him take a deep drag.

"Again, little one, only if you'd like to, we don't bite," I feel the bittersweet turning in my stomach, my heart's beating like crazy. Kota's eyes meet mine, full of mischief and wanting. I look to Declan, his eyes were primal, an unknown need behind them. 

I swallow and close my eyes for a moment, I extend my hand, placing my fingertips on his lip. I face him fully and grin, feeling the thrill of my actions.

Kota

Looking down at Davina, her hands reaching out to me. My eyes growing wide as she touches my lips, quickly settling on my cigarette. She wasn't afraid, she didn't know of the unspeakable things I have done. I'll have to tell her eventually, she's to intriguing too let go.

"I'll be borrowing this, Sir," Davina's grin reminds me of a child who knows they are going to reap what they sow. She places the cigarette between her full, pink lips, taking a drag. Holy fuck, she's going to drive me crazy. 

I run my fingers through my hair, looking over to Declan who was equally intrigued as I was. From the corner of my eye, I notice Davina extending her hand to Declan. He takes her hand; she giggles softly and ducks into the car.

"This is going to be an experience, Kota," Declan smirks, getting in behind her. I step in as well, the door closing behind me. Davina had swapped seats with Declan; she seems to be nervous.

"Scared, little one?" I trail my fingers on her cheek, seeing her cheeks become a slight pink. Shaking her head, her face plastered with a smile that Declan and I understood all to well. She loves the thrill of the unexpected, but will she be able to handle the one coming her way.

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Thoughts on this chapter?

Should I add smut to the next chapter?

Or should I build the sexual tension?