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“No,” Alexander stated with a hint of disdain. “You are definitely not innocent, are you, our sweet girl? You tried to kill two of us and almost succeeded. It’s time to share with you more of what you only partially achieved.”
“You’re going to do exactly as we say,” Brogan said in a voice so husky that shivers coursed through every muscle.
“No. That’s not going to happen.” No matter how many times I made the statement, it wasn’t going to matter. Besides, my voice held no real conviction any longer.
Brogan’s smile was almost evil, his upper lip curling before he crushed his mouth over mine. He tasted like peppermints, the sweetness startling. There was nothing sweet about the man. I twisted in his arms, trying to get out of his hold, but within seconds, I realized it was no use.
He lifted me with ease, his strong arms blocking me against his body, but not before the hard ridge of his cock pressing against my abdomen created a storm of butterflies in my stomach. He held me against him in such a way I knew without a doubt there was no chance of escape.
“I’m going to enjoy every moment of this,” he whispered in a guttural promise.
Without bothering to look at the others, he took long strides out of the room, taking the stairs two at a time. I had a fleeting moment of feeling like a bad little girl being taken to bed after a tantrum. Wasn’t that exactly what was happening? I was being taken to a bed to be shared by three huge… gorgeous men.
As he climbed to the third floor, I was swept up in a round of dizziness, doing everything I could to control my breathing. I finally had the nerve to look behind me, biting back a moan when I saw the other two following. I’d never seen such devotion or lust in the eyes of any man as I saw in the three men. Maybe I’d been so starved for attention that I’d allowed myself to fall into this predicament.
The worst thing of all was that I wasn’t fighting with everything I had inside of me to break free of their mental and emotional chains.
It was as if I wanted this, maybe had even planned to surrender to all three of them.
My ultimate fantasy.
No. No. I couldn’t be thinking this way. I wrapped my hand around his shirt, yanking at it as I finally found my voice. “Let me go.”
“I don’t think you understand,” Brogan said slowly, finally moving onto the fourth-floor landing.
“Oh, I think I do. The three of you believe you can do anything you want to me.”
His grin was almost infectious, the twinkle in his eyes full of amusement. Now he was having fun with this. A damn light switch had been turned on, allowing the three men to do whatever the hell they wanted to me.
That both aroused and sickened me. Becoming the play toy for three hot men was every girl’s fantasy. I’d fallen into some dark bottomless crevice. That had to be the explanation for the insanity crossing my mind.
When he crossed the threshold into the room, I was blown away by the difference in this one versus the one I’d been kept in. It had been designed like part of an entrance exam to BDSM for Dummies, the black satin comforter complete with dozens of pillows placed against the exquisite and ornately carved headboard coming straight out of a cheesy C-rated movie. Even the thick drapes billowing from the breeze on both sides of three floor-to-ceiling windows were reminiscent of a souped-up gothic theme. With the sconce lights and the mirrored canopy covering the extremely large bed, I almost burst out into laughter.
There wasn’t a bed of this size located in any home, at least none built for normal folks. None. What was even funnier was it worked, the sheer indulgence of the space keeping the butterflies in my tummy active.
Brogan dumped me on the bed and immediately I scrambled to jump off. That was the moment I noticed there were several sets of handcuffs, the thick steel hooks holding them to the wooden platform bed glistening in the muted lighting.
My God. They were going to handcuff me to the damn bed. Oh, hell, no. That wasn’t going to happen. I managed to scramble all the way to the edge of the bed before Daniel caught me, dumping me back on the surface even though I’d managed to punch him in the face.
“I suggest you calm down,” he roared, rubbing his cheek as he glared at me. As if my small fist could hurt him. I almost laughed and would have except my nerves were now completely on edge. For some crazy reason, I thought it was a good idea to try it again, lunging toward the other side. This time, Brogan grabbed me by the ankle, dragging me all the way down to the end of the bed then forcing me onto all fours. He wasn’t in the mood to fight me any longer, grabbing a fistful of hair to hold me in place.
“And she continues to fight,” Alexander mused.
“Yes, I will continue,” I hissed.
“Perhaps she should be gagged,” Daniel suggested, then shook his head. “No, I can think of something much better for the use of her luscious lips.”
I didn’t think Daniel would talk this way, but I could tell by the sound of his voice that his patience had worn out. He’d yet to taste me and he refused to wait any longer.
“An excellent idea given her continued lies.” Alexander was having a good time at my expense.
Bad girl. Bad girl.
The words piped through my mind like bottle rockets.
Within seconds, I felt several brutal cracks against my backside. My bottom was already a firecracker and while he was only using his hand, it didn’t matter. The pain was like white lightning sizzling through me.
“Don’t do that!” I screeched, clawing the comforter as my breathing instantly went into overload mode. I hated the fact that even the thought of being punished again was arousing me.
