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The dark anger in his eyes told me I’d screwed up.
No, let’s call it what it was—I’d fucked up. I’d done fucked up.
“I’m s-s-s-orry,” I stuttered out.
Janus just grinned, his fingers tightening for a moment on my wrists before releasing me. His eyes burned a bit darker, I thought, as he stepped back into me to whisper in my ear. “Oh, not yet, brat, but you will be. I’ll make sure that little ass of yours feels very, very sorry by morning.”
I wrenched back from him, suddenly angry. “Look, I don’t know how this works. You—” I looked around us and lowered my voice. We were the only ones in the room and it should be private. “You had your”—my eyes dropped down below the waistband of his jeans—“you know, inside me yesterday. And today we can’t even kiss?”
I tried to reach for him again, and again, he caught my wrists. “There are rules,” he growled out. “And Leander sets them. He says when. He says how.”
My mouth dropped open in surprise. “And you’re okay with that? Since when do you let him run the show? You never stop giving him crap, and you challenge him all the time.”
“It’s the nature of a Gemini,” Janus smiles. “We don’t just look alike. But we’re plenty different too. He needs to be in control.”
He smirked at me, stepping closer into my space. “I don’t. We have different needs.”
“Such as?” And I really wanted to know. I wanted to understand, if only to get a better feel for what the hell was going on around me. How had my world gotten so upended so quickly?
“When Leander’s running the show, I don’t have to control it anymore. It’s the one place I can let go completely. He’ll take care of you, me, Milo. And it makes him better to handle the rest of the time.”
I arched an eyebrow, still feeling frustrated and pissed. Leander got to go out there and kiss whoever he wanted but Janus and I had to wait for his say so? Sounded like BS to me. “Oh, and you get nothing out of the deal? You do it all from the goodness of your heart?”
He reached out and grabbed my ass, pulling me to him by my ass cheek and a hand on my inner thigh, thumb brushing my pussy through my leggings. He sat down on the couch and spun my body, positioning me in front of him ass first.
“I didn’t say that,” he growled. “God knows I want back inside this hot cunt the second he says I can.”
“So?” I bent over a little, arching my ass into his hands. Having his hands so close to my… God, it made me feel dangerous. “Why don’t you take it?”
They’d opened up an entire new universe to me. How had I gone so far in this world and not known that my body could do these things? I wanted more and I didn’t care if it made me greedy.
Janus spanked me and I yelped.
He grinned in response, then reached up to grip the hair at the nape of my neck, bending me back awkwardly to look over my shoulder at him. “Because unlike you, I’m a grown-ass man who knows how to wait. That’s why I’m Daddy and you’re—”
He rolled my hefty ass cheek in his hand and then smacked it again, and by his face I could see he relished in the way it jiggled. “That’s why you’re Daddy’s naughty little slut.”
He spanked me again and I couldn’t help my high-pitched squeal, though I immediately threw a hand over my mouth. Good God, we were in the green room of a very posh TV studio. But it was shocking how good being spanked felt… at least when they were delivered by this man who knew exactly what he was doing.
Janus squeezed my flesh tighter in his grip. “That’s the deal. Leander calls the shots. I enjoy meting out the punishment, Milo likes to watch. Though”—he gripped harder than ever and rolled my ass cheeks in his hands—“we’ve never had anyone like you before.” There was something in his voice.
“A-a-and it’s always been like that?” I asked, trying to get information while also trying to keep my thoughts together in any sort of semi-coherent manner. I was just another cog in their machine. I couldn’t let myself start to think different, no matter the sweet things that might slip out of their mouths on occasion in the heat of the moment.
His thumbs moved so that he was plunging towards my asshole and spreading my cheeks, the thin fabric of my leggings and underwear no match for him. I could barely stay on my feet with the things he was making me feel.
“I’ve always liked to fuck nasty,” he said, “but it wasn’t until I started fucking with Leander that I understood what sex could truly be.”
