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“He’s to wait,” Victor snapped. “He might be willing to play with his sexual health, but I’m not. This is my establishment, and I pride myself on clean partners. No condom. No fucking. Not until they’re both tested.”
Henri shifted to his elbows, still trapping me against the grass. He tried to get his harsh breathing under control. “I figured she deserved a quick lesson.”
“Oh?” Victor raised an eyebrow. “And how’s that going?”
“You tell me.” Henri pushed off me, his legs bunching beneath his trousers as he stood and grabbed his open waistband. “She knows running is pointless. She knows it only makes me hard.”
“Yeah, we can see that.” Roland snickered.
I flinched as all eyes zeroed in on Henri’s angry erection sticking out the top of his tight navy boxers.
“My, my.” Victor chuckled. “Someone is definitely in the mood.”
“Fuck.” Twisting his hips, Henri shoved his cock back inside, then yanked up his zipper. His hands shook a little as he lashed his belt into place. “You promised she was mine for the weekend,” he muttered. “I can do whatever I want to her in that time-frame.”
“She is and you can.” Victor held out a black box. “But you can wait a few hours to get everything sorted. She’s not going anywhere. For now…here.”
I scrambled to my feet, pushing my flimsy rose-gold skirt back into position and making sure my top covered my traitorous hard nipples. Goosebumps covered my arms. I didn’t know if it was from Henri’s barbaric kiss or the dampness of the dew.
“What is it?” Henri asked, accepting the box.
Victor swayed toward me, brushing a couple of wildflowers from my grass-smudged hair.
I fought my shudder at having him touch me.
“Open it. It’s for Ily. I usually reserve the right to do this part myself but…I’m finding you both rather entertaining. The unwilling Master slowly breaking and the unbroken slave slowly wanting.”
I gasped as his hand suddenly dropped from my hair and cupped my breast. “You’re in heat, my pet. I can see that fire as plain as day in your eyes.”
“Don’t touch me.” I tripped backward, but Victor’s fingernails sank into my feminine flesh, making me wince and freeze.
Henri went rigid, his eyes darkening.
“I’m glad to see your body is already betraying you,” Victor murmured. “Soon, you won’t remember a time when you weren’t in a permanent state of arousal. I’m told it’s far more addictive than any drug.” He grinned and ran his thumb over my nipple. All the awful lust Henri conjured died a quick, icy death. “You’ll do whatever it takes to be filled. And lucky for you, there will be many cocks to ease that empty, clenching desperation.”
“You’re sick.” I swatted at his hand.
“I’m hard. But I find anticipation the best type of foreplay.” Victor’s vise-like grip let go.
I darted away.
I didn’t look behind me. I should’ve looked behind me. I slammed like an idiot into Roland’s awaiting arms.
“Hi.” His large belly bent me backward as his arms snapped tight around me. His hands clamped onto both my breasts, squeezing painfully. “My turn for a squeeze.”
I flinched.
Henri shifted toward us, his knuckles white around the box. “Roland—”
“Nice handful. Natural. What colour are your nipples I wonder?” Roland kissed my cheek, holding me tight as I struggled.
“Let go of me!”
“You heard her,” Henri snarled. “She’s mine.”
“Now, now, Henri, possessiveness will not do in Joyero. You have first right, but she’s for everyone to enjoy.” Victor’s voice hardened. “All my guests understand this. There are no favourites or singular jewels. You come to play with all my gems, not just one.”
My eyes locked with Henri’s.
