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“Yes you can,” he says, voice low. “Come for me, Princess.”
As if his words have a direct line to my brain, my body obeys, legs shaking as I come undone. I slump backward and Caleb wraps his arms around me.
“Knew you’d be good for us, good to us,” Caleb murmurs, kissing my cheek. He holds me against his chest, letting my breathing slow to a few ragged gasps.
Bastian’s fingers tangle in my hair again, moving it out of my face. “Get her cleaned up,” he says to his brothers. “Then lock her up again. We’ll go out without her tonight.”
I want to protest, to yell and plead with them, but all the energy for a fight has been wrung out of my body and I can’t even give a feeble protest as Dominic lifts me in his arms and carries me up the stairs, Caleb following behind.
They deposit me on Caleb’s bed again and I sit there, head spinning.
I shiver as Caleb uses a wet cloth to wipe me down gently, then dresses me in an oversized shirt and tucks me under the covers.
“Be good, Princess,” Caleb says. They leave and lock the door and I feel a wave of emotions crash over me, a sob escaping me.
Why did I let them use me like this? And worse, why did it feel so good?
10
DOMINIC
“Ready to go, Princess?” I ask, leaning against the door jamb. After we cleaned her up last night and tucked her into bed, we went out to the bar for a few hours but my mind was on Sienna the whole time. I think it was the same for Caleb and Bastian because we left earlier than normal and headed straight back home.
Caleb stayed with her last night but tonight it’s my turn, and I’m spending the day with her too. Bastian is going to work at the shop and Caleb is planning on looking into whatever is going on with the Serpents lately, so I’ve been assigned babysitting duty.
“Yeah, hang on a moment,” Sienna says, moving slowly, a wince escaping her. She must still be sore after last night. A smirk paints itself on my face as I watch her pull on a sweater.
“Hurry up,” I snap, enjoying the way she trembles. It’s kind of hot how nervous she still is around us, despite what we did to her last night.
She’s back to wearing the same kindergarten clothing since we’re allowing her to do her work today and it wouldn’t be appropriate to let her parade around the neighborhood in crop tops and miniskirts.
“Let’s go,” she mumbles, clutching her clipboard to her chest. “I’ve got to get something turned in by today or I’m sunk. No thanks to you,” she whispers.
“What’s that, Princess?” I ask, enjoying the way she squirms as her eyes meet mine.
She goes pink. “Nothing.”
“Thought so. Let’s go.”
I herd her down the stairs and out the back door as we climb into the Firebird. “So where do you want to go today?” I ask. “We spread the word last night that everyone can give you any info you want from now on.”
“I guess let’s go to the park near the Quik-Mart on Main,” she says, studying something on her clipboard. “There’s always plenty of people hanging around so I’m sure I’ll get some interviews there.”
“We could try the old community center later,” I offer. “People still hang around there even though it’s closed down.”
She nods, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear. She’s still wearing it down today, a change I find I like.
“You look gorgeous,” I comment, picking up her hand and bringing it to my lips to kiss it. She pulls it away and her cheeks turn red.
“No I don’t,” she protests. “I know you’re just saying that to get to me.”
“Shit, Princess, you’re crazy if you think I do anything I don’t want to do,” I tell her. “I ain’t that kind of guy. That’s why I’m not in charge. Bastian is better at doing the hard stuff. I’m too stubborn.” I chuckle and she gives me a sidelong glance.
“Really?”
“Yep. What’s so hard about the fact that we find you attractive?”
“Because I’m not!” she says, toying with the seatbelt. Her eyes are on the road and she doesn’t look at me. “I’m chubby and short, and I have frizzy hair and freckles.”
