The Triplets Mate Zoe by Cara Adams Page B

Yet actually almost no one would see her at all.
    Diego caught the attention of the server, who hurried over. “Iced water for four please.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    When she returned with the water, Vallen ordered the meals for all four of them. Zoe wouldn’t know, but they’d scrutinized the menu online, chosen their own meals, and worked together to choose a meal they were certain she’d like. It was all items they’d seen her eat happily in the past. They might not be her favorites, but nothing should be unpalatable to her tastes.
    Once the live band began to play, Monty stood and took Zoe’s hand. “Dance with me.”
    Since they intended to watch the early show, the BDSM club wasn’t as full as it would be later in the night, but there were still plenty of people on the dance floor. Monty pulled her body against his firmly, letting his thick, aching dick press against her sweet, soft belly. But he kept his hand appropriately placed on her back, not on her ass, where he wanted to put it. He moved them slowly around the dance floor, letting his thigh rub against her pussy occasionally, but not obviously. He also made sure his chest brushed against her breasts as he turned her. Again, it was only a slight movement, hidden in the turn around the corner of the dance floor, and he was positive no one would notice or think anything about it. His aim was to arouse her as high as he could, yet not do anything to call attention to them.
    As the music finished and people clapped politely, he turned her to face their table. “Watch what Diego and Vallen are doing,” he said.
    Then he led her back to the table. Diego jumped up and put her in the seat against the wall, where he’d been sitting, and sat beside her. Monty took the chair beside Vallen.
    Almost as soon as they sat down their food arrived. Diego took both Zoe’s hands in his, forcing her to turn slightly to face him. Diego gripped them both with his left hand and picked up his fork in his right hand to eat. Monty began eating his own meal, and Vallen took a forkful of Zoe’s meal and fed it to her.
    Monty watched her eyes widen and then flick around the room. No one was looking at them. A lot of other meals had been served, and many people were eating. Others were drinking. Those who had a lot of alcohol wouldn’t be allowed in the dungeons, but many came here to eat, drink, and watch the show, not to participate themselves.
    Vallen served Zoe several more bites of food and then ate some of his own meal. Now Diego stopped eating and fed Zoe a forkful of food and then another forkful. After a little while Diego stopped feeding her, and Monty took a straw from his pocket, inserted it into Zoe’s water glass, and gave her a drink. She smiled at him but didn’t speak. He knew she was relaxed and enjoying herself now though.
    He was very relieved. He’d been a little worried that maybe they’d have chosen the wrong food or that she’d be too nervous about them feeding her to enjoy herself. But their beautiful woman had adjusted perfectly and was quite clearly happy.
    Soon it’d be time for the floorshow. He hoped she’d understood what he wanted her to learn when he’d told her to look at his brothers. Sitting against the wall, anything they did was difficult to distinguish. Once the lights were dimmed for the floorshow, it’d be impossible to see anything of her at all. And he and his brothers were relying on that for their next surprise for Zoe.

Chapter Six
     
    Diego had been incredibly relieved when Zoe had come downstairs at the parsonage wearing a skirt. He’d been really worried she’d wear dress pants and his task would be impossible. Although he still planned to tease her, he really wanted to carry out the original plan. A skirt or dress was essential to that plan, and fortunately, she’d worn the skirt.
    As soon as the lights dimmed for the stage show, he lifted her up, sat on her chair, and put her on his knee. “You’ll have a better view up a