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“Fucked if I know.” I jerk one shoulder. “I am not his shrink.”
She bites her plump lower lip. “He’s messed up. The cutting … it’s not healthy.”
“Are any of us healthy in this room?” I ask, wishing I was her lip. “Maybe that is why we work so well together. We are all uniquely messed up, and we have all these, how do you say, jagged edges. Yes, jagged edges, and that is why we fit so well together.”
“I am not jagged.” She pouts, highlighting that gorgeous mouth again. “Prickly sometimes, maybe.”
“Duchess, you’re not prickly,” Tino says. “You are a mystery, and you can be stubborn. You have a tendency to run away when you’re unsure, but you’re not prickly. Dom is prickly.”
She sighs. “He’s going to march in here and demand I pledge my life to him, isn’t he?”
A thrill goes through me. “Probably. Unless we distract him.”
“Distract him how?” Her eyes narrow.
When I’m face to face with her, I draw to a halt. She’s my full focus now. “Maybe we give his reptilian brain something too interesting to focus on so he can’t engage his higher thinking powers?”
“That might work,” Tino adds.
I tug the collar of her shirt. “I like this top. Pretty.”
She smiles at me, and an innocence flitters across her face. “My mom bought it for me last year. Before all the shit happened.”
“In that case, Duchess, I’ll take care with these buttons. I was going to rip it off you.”
I begin to undo them slowly, sucking in a breath as her amazing breasts are revealed to me, pushed up in her bra like creamy temptations.
I gently peel the blouse down her arms, before throwing it over a chair to one side. She shivers, and her nipples crinkle beneath the lace, though it isn’t cold in here.
“Look at you in your sexy bra,” Tino purrs. “Did you wear this for us?”
“No,” she denies. “I didn’t know Dom would demand I come to meet you today.”
I don’t believe her. “You knew we’d want to see you at some point. I think you wore it for us.”
Tino jerks his chin, his gaze glued on her. “Take it off for us.”
She reaches behind her back and unclasps the bra. Her gaze flicks between the two of us as she slowly lets the bra drop. Her nipples are peaked and perfect.
Tino licks his lower lip. “So pretty.”
“You’re both making me into a sinner,” she says.
“You’re already a sinner. We are just setting that side of you free,” I argue.
Leaning down, I take hold of her nipples and pull them both, tweaking them, and pinching them until they’re harder than ever.
“I’d love to see these clamped,” I say.
She draws a breath. “I’m not sure I’d like that.”
“Trust me, you would.”
She blinks up at me. “You always act as if you three know what’s best for me.”
“I just want to see your nipples all engorged and red,” I reply. “You’re our perfect doll, remember? I want my doll’s nipples aching and swollen.”
She swallows hard.
