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The burn is unreal and it spreads like wildfire throughout my body.
I clench my eyes shut, but tears leak out anyway.
Another strike.
And another.
“Four more, baby, you can do it.” I latch onto Dylan’s voice, using it to keep afloat amid the pain trying to drown me.
The belt crosses both thighs and I squeeze Dylan’s hands harder, turning my cheek and sniffling.
“Three more.” Seth’s fingers trail across my ass. The fire burns too hot, and his touch does nothing to dampen the flames. “Will you smoke that shit ever again, Seraphina?”
I shake my head. “No! Never!” I would promise him my firstborn if it would make this stop.
“Are you sure?” He pauses.
He’s not looking for what he wants to hear, he’s looking for the truth.
Have I learned? Have I truly taken this lesson to heart? “Not unless you say it’s okay, Seth. I promise.”
He pats my ass. “That’s a good girl.”
My insides melt. His voice was so soft, so soothing, I wrap myself in it as he brings the belt down again. Not as hard. Or maybe I’m too lost to feel it as badly.
Again.
“One more, baby, you got this.” Dylan places a kiss on my forehead.
The belt lands and I sink into the bedding, crying. Dylan pets my hair, whispering things to me but I’m too wound up to hear them.
“She all right?” Seth’s question plucks me from my fog. So much concern fills the words. “I didn’t go too hard; I held back.”
“She’s fine.” Dylan runs his fingers through my short hair. “She just needs a minute. I think she finally realized she enjoys this, and she hates it too, and it’s all fucked up.”
“That made no sense,” Seth grumbles.
Dylan chuckles. “It makes perfect sense. Just not to you.”
I roll to my side, hissing as my ass touches the bed.
“It made sense.” I wipe my face and slide off the bed to my feet.
Seth captures my cheeks in both hands, running his thumbs over my cheeks.
“You did good.” He brings his mouth down on mine, softly at first, as though he’s testing the waters, and then he goes deeper. The throbbing in my ass melts into the ache in my pussy. I rest my hands on his hips, hoping he doesn’t pull away. I need his strength, and he seems happy to lend it to me.
“She did real good, didn’t she?” Dylan’s standing beside me, rubbing his hand up and down my back.
Seth breaks the kiss, turns to Dylan, and kisses him, too.
“Can we?” Dylan‘s eyes lower to Seth’s groin. His cock is a steel pipe against his jeans.
Seth looks to me. “I won’t make you.” He tightens his jaw. “You don’t have to.”
I turn to Dylan, following his lead.
We sink to our knees before Seth.
