Indebted Love

♡ dix-neuf ♡

"I want to show Seth what a fifthly slut you are. I know you want to fuck Seth too, Jalah. I could see it on the dancefloor."

Heat scatters across my cheeks like a turning torch, spreading all over my body as Angel's words register in my mind.

Seth gives nothing away as he looks at me. Not even when Angel whispers something in his ear. I resisted the urge to lean in and burst their bubble, but I'm taken aback by the kiss Angel gives Seth.

Rough. Sensual. Demanding. He turns back to me and kisses me with just the same passion. Angel pulls away with a dazed look on his face. That's a second-hand kiss from Seth.

"What do you think my lovers?" Angel beams, pushing us forward to face each other.

I subconsciously lick my lips which both men zoned in the movement. Seth gives a firm nod, something I would've missed if I wasn't paying attention. I try to make my nod as clear and confident.

"Good." Angel comments a pleasing smile on his face bringing out a hungry look I haven't seen before, "Strip for us Jalah."

Angel demands softly, standing beside Seth and watching me under hooded eyes. Blood pumps in my body as I undress slowly, throwing the dress over my shoulders. I didn't have a bra on, hoping to salivate both men with the prospect of me being bare in front of so many people.

"Fuck." Seth groans this time, looking up and down with a noticeable pink tint on his ears and neck.

I meet his intense gaze expectantly, my finger itching at the waiting band of my panties. Angel nods. I remove them, making sure to flash a little as I pull the flimsy material over my ankle and throw it wherever the room.

Feeling bold and hunted, I take a step towards them, closing the space between us and prompt Angel to connect our lips in a haste kiss whilst Seth steps back and watches with pursed lips.

Angel's hands are everywhere, squeezing my butt, touching my thighs, the curve of my breasts, my waist, and my face to look at him as he pulls away breathlessly. His thumb caresses my bottom lips as we stare into each other, locked in a trance of heaven.

"I bet you're so wet and needy for us baby," Angel whispers, dirty words edging Seth closer to me. Behind me if I lean back.

"Do want me to touch you, and see? Mm?" Angel continues, dropping his hands to the swell of my breasts, fingers grazing my hardened nipples, but he doesn't pay attention to them.

"Do you want Seth to touch you?" A simple question that makes me breathless and hungry, my mouth agape with words of desperation for endless pleasure.

"Use your words like a good girl." Angel grows impatient, squeezing my waist, and takes a quick glance at Seth coming up beside him.

My body moves in his direction.

"Kiss me, Seth," I exhale, fingers itching for touch. He's so close to me and he isn't moving toward me. I take a step forward, closing the space between us.

"Please" the desperation in my voice satisfies him.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He grins, his gorgeous features coming to the light, and I'm overwhelmed by his presence.

Seth's touch burns at every surface. On my cheeks as he cups them. My heart as he leans his body against me. My mouth was wet and partially open for a kiss I waited and dreamt about for the last few days. Soft lush lips against mine, firm tongue against mine, I'm melting in a psychical ecstasy shaped as six-foot man.

"Was it everything you hope princess?" He smiles against my lips.

"Yes," I whisper.

"Do you want some more?"