EroticReverie

Dahlia

I inhaled, my chest rising and falling before taking his instruction and walking over to Lincoln. I looked over my shoulder halfway and Jasper had already left me with the wolf. 

"Come here pretty girl" Lincoln's voice drew my gaze back to his and I walked over until I was beside him the female with , topless in nothing but those heels and her panties gave me a friendly smile. 

She was hot, undoubtedly , but I still couldn't help the jealous burn in my veins. 

"This is my girlfriend, Dahlia." Lincoln says and I see her brows raise slightly. But she hides her surprise and disappointment quickly. 

"Nice to meet you Dahlia, gorgeous name." she says and I nod and thank her. 

"My name is Kate" she says reaching out a hand and I take it and she smiles. 

"How long have you been coming to pa-"

I'm cut off by a loud male voice. 

"THERE HE IS!" the man yells, making me jump and I turn to find Mickey, with a few girls on his arms, each bound with impressive rope work, and wearing nothing else, but the rope. 

I drop Kate's hand as Mickey walks over. 

"Was telling Mara, and Jazz I had just the guy to join them in the plastic room." Mickey grins, and I look at the girls, each covered in welts or bruises, and scars, some white, long healed, some pink and angry, that seem fresh. 

"Oh...oh my..Dahlia!" Mickey says. "They finally brought you!" he says as if he's finally noticing me and the two rope bunnies slip from Mickey and come to Lincoln. 

"Come, I'll introduce you to some people" he says and I look back to Lincoln, but his hands are on each of the rope girls hips as they both press a hand to his chest and one is already dragging, sharp stiletto nails down his chest through his shirt. 

I follow Mickey, because I'd rather not watch two hot girls touch him if I could help it. 

Mickey brought me to the dining room, where a handful of people stood, and he poured me a glass of wine which I took and then looked around. 

"What's the plastic room?" I ask and Mickey just chuckles. 

"It's for the messier games." he says and I cocked a brow. 

"Floor is covered in plastic along with the walls." he says and my stomach sinks, he didnt have to tell me more. I knew those girls, with their scars, were into the darker things, the things that Lincoln craved, the things I'd yet to let him do. I enjoyed physical pain, but I had limits, that I knew Lincoln wished didn't exist. He often pushed them but I knew he wanted to do things to me that I just couldnt handle. Those girls looked like the type that could handle it. 

I stood there sipping my wine, wishing I didn't have limits, wishing I could handle physical pain the same way I could the mental. 

"Ahh, be right back." Mickey said and I just nodded, looking around and then started to walk through the house. 

I walked up the stairs and found three open bedrooms, one of which was just a full on orgy. Naked men and women, fucking, sucking, licking, kissing. You name it. Guys on guys, girls on girl and the straight variety as well. I felt my cunt pulse. 

I stood in the doorway, not feeling awkward because there were a few bystanders in the room just watching. 

A man currently standing with three women before on their knees, taking turns on his cock, looked up and found my eyes on him. His lips curled into a grin. I couldnt hep but lick my lips, sucking cock was one of my favorite things to do, so I loved watching other girls do it too. 

My breath hitched when he said something to the girls and walked carefully through the room of naked bodies and over to me, his cock bobbing as he walked, heavy and hard. He was a decent size, nothing compared to my guys. But I was also just biased, he was probably just as big as them 

"You're new." he said with a slight hint of amusement as I blushed under his gaze. 

He was probably in his thirties, had dark hair and dark eyes, his hair was currently slicked back like he thought he was from the movie Grease. It was honestly kind of hot. 

"I'm Dahlia." I say, as he smirks and gives me a glance up and down. 

"I'd like to be the first to officially welcome you Dahlia...if you'll let me." he winks and I laugh nervously as someone entering the room , makes me slip out of the doorway into the hall and the naked stranger follows. 

"I'm strictly observing tonight." I say politely and he licks his lips. 

"A body like that....you should let people observe you back....what are the chances of me getting you to take those pesky clothes off?" he cocks a brow and I swallow.

"I can't" I laugh nervously. "My boyfriends are here...and I dont think they-"

"Boyfriends? Multiple?" he cocks a brow interrupting me and I nod. 

"Four." I say and his eyes widen. 

I jump in surprise when  he puts his hands to the wall caging me in, his cock dangerously close to touching me or brushing against me, and he smirks. 

"You must have quite the sexual appetite to keep four men satisfied." he says. 

I shrug. Yes. I did. But I didnt feel like talking about my sexual appetite was appropriate when a naked man had you caged in against a wall. 

"Why dont you let me submit my application to be your fifth?" he grins and then presses his "application" against me, pushing into me. 

"Oh...I..." I try to back up my back already against the wall. 

"All positions are filled" I say laughing nervously, still trying to be polite. This is my first time here, I didnt want to be rude to Mickey's guests. 

"I can think of several positions I could fill you in." he says and grinds harder against me. 

"Umm..yeah...I don't...I dont think so-" I say and push gently with my hands at his chest. 

"Four cocks Dahlia....what's one more?" he grins and his body pins me as one hand goes down and grabs the bottom of my dress and starts to lift it, I yelp, and go to push his hand away , but before I can, his eyes are wide, and he's flying backward and being thrown against the wall on the opposite side of the hall. 

"The fuck you doin?!" Landon yells, and it seems like every noise in the house stops, a few people run up the stairs. 

"Making a friend" the guys says as Lincoln shakes his head. 

"I should fucking ki-" Landon starts, and then...

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Lincoln's voice booms from the top of the stairs down the hall. His eyes are on me, seeing me shaking slightly, and tugging down on my dress. I see Lincoln's accusing glare. Fucker thinks I was caught being unfaithful. Of course he does, Fucking dick. 

"This one here thinks he's allowed to push himself onto our girl....had her against the wall with his hand pulling on her dress while she was pushing him away." Landon says. 

I see Lincolns eyes go dark, his jaw clench, and his gaze goes from me to the guy still chuckling as if he's not about to get his ass kicked. Clearly not knowing he chose the wrong girl to get handsy with. 

Gasps fill the hall when blood splatters on the wall after Lincoln's fist meets the guys nose straight on. The guy groans loudly clasping his nose. Lincoln lands another to the side of his head and then grabs the naked man tossing him down and stomps on his wrist. I scream as Lincoln withdraws a knife from his pocket, flicking it open. 

Before anyone can even think to try to stop him, not that anyone would, cause hello, psycho with a knife. Lincoln drives the knife into the guys hand and into the floor with a violent stab. My eyes widen , and I can't even look away, several people looking on without a reaction, others as stunned as me. 

"What the hell is happening?" Mickey asks, coming up the stairs and he looks at the guy with his hand currently impaled with a knife, blood dripping from his face and pooling around his hand. 

"Aw shit." Mickey grumbles. 

"He put his hands on our fucking girl." Landon says. "As she was telling him no." Landon clarifies. 

Mickey's mouth goes firm and tight and he glares. 

"Nobody touches what's mine" Lincoln seethes , then stands and as the guys just cries in pain, Lincoln takes the heel of his shoe and crushes it against the back of his other hand and the guy cries louder. 

"I got this" Mickey says as he pushes Lincoln aside, as he heaves heavy breaths looking like he might murder the guy. 

After a few seconds , I'm still in shock , watching Mickey reprimand the guy with a knife in his hand, and then my eyes jerk up as Lincoln turns and his glare is on me. I just swallow, blinking, looking at him. Guy won't fuck me, but he'll stab a guy for touching me. 

Lincoln steps closer and I gasp as he leans down, and sweeps me right off the floor. 

It's a bit dramatic, or maybe it fits for what the fuck just happened. But it was needed, cause I was in shock, and I wasn't gonna be able to move unless someone made me. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and tucked my head into him, Landon following, then going through the house to find Jasper and Salem as Lincoln carried me outside. 

"You.....you stabbed him" I say still in disbelief. 

He says nothing and keeps carrying me to the car. 

"There was so much blood Lincoln." I say quietly. 

He only grunts and then gently sets me down when he reaches the car. 

"Nobody touches what belongs to me." he says gruffly. 

"Did he hurt you?" he asks, nostrils flaring and I shake my head. 

"No, he just...was being a creep" I say, not wanting to detail the guy pressing his erection against me or forcing my dress up.

"So do I get to stab the hands of the rope bunnies now?" I ask, not sure where that teasing, yet serious statement came from. 

He huffs and then tilts my chin up with his thumb as his fingers wrap around the side of my neck. 

"Did you cut them?" I ask , my eyes searching his, as I swallow hard when his thumb skims down the middle of my throat. 

"No." he says. 

"The only blood that gets my dick hard anymore is yours." he says and I inhale and he kisses me, hard, punishing and I exhale into his mouth letting out a groan as he lifts me from the back of my thighs and pushes me against the car and I moan as my dress lifts , my legs around him, my fingers in his hair. 

"Alright , geeze Stabby, get in the car" Salem says, and myself and Lincoln turn our heads panting as the other three watch us. 

They collectively roll their eyes and start to get into the car as Lincoln looks back at me. 

"I'd kill a man for you Dahlia." he says and I feel my heart thump in my chest. 

"Remember that the next time you cry to these fuckers that I don't love you." he says and I swallow hard. 

He grabs my face firmly by the jaw and brings my eyes to his. 

"You hear me Dahlia?" he asks, his jaw clenching. 

I nod. 

"Who the fuck loves you pretty girl?" he asks. My heart swells and my cunt aches. 

"you do"