It was at that moment when her luck dipped like a canoe over a waterfall or maybe a stock market crash during a recession. Fate was definitely determined to not let her catch a glimpse of her soulmates' cocks, or at least it wanted her as naked as they were. She'd lost her rainbow socks first, then her black sweater. Her jeans went next only because her shirt was an oversized, button-up that slipped down to her hips and could conceal her nudity. She didn't want them to see her secret move that quickly.
"Is that a fucking garter belt?" Ezra gasped, eyes widening at the sight her thighs. She blushed, swallowing nervously as she pulled her legs close, tugging at the fabric to keep it down. She knew they could see the light beige mesh stockings that rode up to her upper thighs, and then the glimpse of the white belts that were clasped to her stockings. "You've got to be kidding me, you prepared for this." He accused huskily, his eyes stormy and hard with desire.
The rest of her soulmates were quiet, staring at her legs as if they were the sexiest thing they'd ever seen. That or the most interesting puzzle they'd ever played, or maybe the most difficult math problem in the exam they'd ever solved. It was a confusing mix of hardened brows, clenched jaws and desperate interest in their eyes. And if she looked closely, she was pretty sure the bulge in their pants was growing increasingly defined.
"Maybe," she hummed cheekily. "Oh, who am I kidding? Of course, I did I didn't come unprepared. It's more clothes for me to take off," she explained. Lies, she prepared because she was hoping someone would pounce on her that night. She didn't expect to have to pounce on them instead. Whatever. She could do the pouncing; she just needed an opening. "I can take off my stockings, and then my garter belt. Two in one deal."
"You're cheating," Oliver whispered softly, his eyes dilated and wide.
"Am I?" She winked, waggling her brows. "I told you I'm here to see you lose." They played another round, which she lost again like the stupid jock in the show with too much confidence. She groaned, frustrated as she unclipped her stockings, peeling them off her feet with the last barrier of defence gone. Her legs felt strangely naked and she squirmed unhappily. "Goddamn it."
"You shouldn't have counted your chickens before they hatched," Casper chuckled in English. "You might regret it." Regret? She would never regret it, there was nothing more exciting than having her soulmates look at her as if she were a siren after their souls. Or maybe they were the sirens. Who knows?
"You might lose, Momo. Are you sure you want to continue?" Hikaru asked worriedly, although his eyes sparkled with his desire and he couldn't hide the attraction that glistened in his eyes.
"Shhh, don't give me exit passes, I can do this."
"Yeah! We're in this to win Karu!" Sieon nodded buzzing with energy. She hoped not. Her heart pounded in her chest, biting her lips as she laid out her cards. She glanced at the dealer's deck, biting her lips nervously. "I fold." Sieon announced, dropping from the current round. "I've got crappy cards, the rest of you have got to have better luck than me!"
"Fold," MinJae said, setting down his cards meekly a small pout on his lips.
Oliver was the only one left and her soulmate grinned mischievously at her, shooting her with the sunniest of smiles. The sort that consumed his face until there was nothing left but stars and rainbows. "It's just you and me," he winked, his lips stretching into a smile that was almost the exact shape of his ass, or if you want to be specific a heart. "What do you have?"
"Full house," she answered laying out her cards and her soulmates gasped, some grumbling with disappointment. Did they want her to strip that badly? Their frustration made her lips twitch and an odd sense of joy blossom in her chest, begging to be released. God, it felt good being desired by her soulmates.
"Four of a kind," Oliver grinned, slapping his cards to the bed revealing the four aces and Amber groaned. Aw shit, she actually lost again. How was she suddenly so unlucky? It was so not fair! "Take it off Amber." He sang, grinning naughtily his eyes shooting her with rainbows and sunshine and she sighed. She reached for the hem of her shirt. Should she unbutton the top or take it off from the bottom?
She teased the button at her neck, her eyes surveying her soulmates. They were entranced, their eyes glued to her fingers. Mmm, buttons it was. She smiled, popping them off slowly one by one, with the speed of a snail or at least a very slow human. Their breath hitched and she was sure that Hikaru's bottom lip was trembling from the exertion. It was cute having their eyes trained on her chest like this. Cute in the sort of fish looking at fish food way, or perhaps horses after a pile of carrots. And she didn't mind being stared at like that by the people she loved, in fact it was exhilarating.
She pushed the button struggling to hold her breasts in and it popped open lewdly, her cleavage bouncing out appearing much more eager than she was. The intake of breath was sharp in the room and the low hum of approval from Ezra made her insides melt into goo, the sound going straight to her pulsating clit. Fuck. The rest of the buttons popped out easily, but slipping the shirt off her shoulders resulted in a more violent reaction.
There were gasps, soft low groans and even the littlest of whiny moans from her soulmates' lips at the sight of her lingerie. It was a horribly naughty lingerie, with thin ropes of fabric that circled her breast and lace at the edges and tips. Most of it was completely see-through, formed from soft filmy cotton mesh, save for floral prints that danced across her nipples. But if she looked hard enough, she could see the peaks of deeper pink of her areola, and she was sure her soulmates could see it from how much they were staring. She squirmed, unable to look at them as she stared at the tips of her own cleavage and she held what remained of her shirt against her lower half.
"Oh my fucking God," Sieon moaned softly after a while, and she was thankful for the excuse to look at anything but her lingerie. Her eyes snapped to his and the heat within them was wildfire, an inferno maybe even a fire storm. Her heart soared, skipping a beat. Maybe she shouldn't have looked at him. "Is that see-through?" He squinted, his cheeks turning a brighter red. "it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
"You're playing a dangerous game, love," Casper murmured; his voice strained and the barest of whispers.
Amber fought down her shame, flushing under their gaze. It was a little nerve wrecking to be stared at so intensely, but it was a boost to her ego to see them absolutely ruined by what she wore. And it was that desperation that turned her fear into liquid courage that pumped through her veins, fuelling her with the ability to do absolutely anything.
She smirked, tilting her head slightly. "They're a set." She drawled slowly, toying with the edges of the shirt draped over her thighs. "What do you think my panties look like? Hm?" The exhale of breaths was raw and ragged, and her men were almost literally on fire, fervent and desperate. They were a mess of nerves as they swallowed down the dryness in their throats and licked their sticking lips. Some didn't seem as affected, leaning back to fake a look of calmness, but the outline of hardening arousal of their boxers was a dead giveaway.
A signalling pole of disaster as always.
"Y-you can't do this to us." Oliver's skin was dewy, beaded lightly with sweat as he dug his fingers into the comforters for his dear life. "Amber." Her name on his tongue was a plea for mercy one that sets her above them. And now she had an upper-hand, one that she enjoyed. One that made her heart race so fast it hurt her. Amber was floating, weightless and giddy with exhilaration.
She lost in the next round. A sloppy toss of her cards on the bed revealed her hand, a set that spelled out her complete loss compared to her soulmates' pairs and flushes. She moved to a kneel on the bed, letting the fabric drop and expose her scantily-clad body. Lace and ropes of elastic, wrapped over her waist with the softest of mesh, exposing everything but nothing. She had to shave just to wear this particular set. For the floral patterns did nothing to conceal her groin. But it did however manage to hide her dripping slit, soaking up the barest minimum of her arousal.
Her soulmates were quiet, completely silent as they blatantly stared at her body. They stared at the hidden, secret pink of her nipples and slit. At the wide expanse of peachy, pink flesh speckled with a dusting of red. At the look in her eyes that she knew mirrored their own. And she knew she had triumphed with this move, pushing her towards the finishing line in her true game.
"You're beautiful." A strangled gasp from Sieon, wrenched from his throat by a groan that turns her heart into a sloppy mess of goo. Beside him, Ezra nodded, his voice lost from his throat, stolen by her beauty as he stared at her with wide eyes, eyes that did nothing but absorb and suck at her image. Hikaru's face was an open book of longing, one that she knew that if she flipped the pages, pressed her fingers against his lips, she could tie him to her forever.
"So, so pretty," MinJae hummed in response, the moan in his voice etched with lust and desire. "So sexy." Oliver was a mess of reddening cheeks and beaded sweat on his brows, his sunny expression a conflicted mixture of a stiff gentle smile on his lips that could not reach his eyes. And she was ready then.
"Let's end it here," Casper stated softly as she reached for the back of her bra strap and her eyes snapped to the man beside her. His grip tightened over her wrist and she frowned. What? He couldn't be serious, could he? But Casper's dimples never did appear, his expression calm and neutral.
She turned to the rest of her men, hoping for a reaction, for a roar of defiance, for someone to take her then and there. But her eyes danced over their expressions of acceptance, their eyes darting away as they tried to cool their heads. And suddenly she understood exactly what they had talked about when it came to sex with her, it was all about not screwing up. But She didn't want them cooled down, she wanted them all fired up.