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I balk at Cashel’s command, not wanting to open it in front of them, but realize they might be giving me an out if the key doesn’t fit. With slightly trembling hands, I take the box, my fingers tracing over the familiar pattern embossed on the outside. I slip the key into the lock, unsure of whether I want it to fit or not—whether I want to be their whore or keep the little bit of freedom I still have. The golden tip snaps in place as I twist it, and the lid of the box pops open with an audible click.

“Bingo,” Bentley grins.

Nestled inside the box is a folded piece of paper, too big to simply be a pass like what the boys have. Without looking at Cashel or Bentley, I snatch the paper, slowly unfolding it to reveal...a map. It doesn’t appear to be of Bitterwood, but of some type of labyrinth. I have no time to study it before Cashel clears his throat. I look up at him again and he lowers his eyes down to the crotch of his pants, then flicks them to my lips, reminding me that it’s time for me to uphold my end of the bargain. “You’ve got your bloody prize, lass. Now it’s time for me to claim mine, starting with your hot little mouth.”

My heart begins to race as I slip the map inside my shoe, shoving the key and box aside. I rise up on my knees and resume my position before Cashel, recalling his directive to do what I did to Professor Vaughn,but better,and mentally vow to make sure Cash sees stars. Leaning forward, I lick up the jagged seam of his zipper, just like I did to Professor Vaughn, but I use my nose to nuzzle the thick outline of Cashel’s dick, now straining against his slacks. The slight inhale he takes lets me know he likes me on my knees and expects me to be sweetly submissive.

For a few minutes, I simply tease him, using my hands, mouth, and tongue to lick, nip, and touch over his covered cock. Occasionally, Cashel will grunt, the only indication aside from his giant erection, that he enjoys what I’m doing, but Bentley makes no bones about how turned on he is. My dark-haired master has his dick out and is jerking it with languid, fluid motions while humming every so often to something I do. I know he’s watching and planning on what to do with me next, and the thought makes me unbearably wet.

I squeeze my thighs together, turned on for a second time today with no promise of release. Sucking off Professor Vaughn made me hornier than I care to admit—as does blowing Cashel while Bentley watches. Using my teeth to unzip Cash’s pants, I roughly tug out his cock while rocking my pussy over the heels of my feet—anything to get some relief. Cashel moans as I take him deep into my mouth, hollowing out my cheeks to suck him in.

His hand snakes back out to grasp my hair, pulling upward, causing me to rise up on my knees and off my heels. “Don’t even think about working your cunt into an orgasm—we own those, too.You don’t get to fucking come until we say you do. And I promise, lass, the punishment Vaughn inflicted on you is nothing compared to what Ben and I will make you suffer if you come without permission. Understand?”

Involuntarily, I whimper at his words because I want it so desperately, but I ignore my need.Fuck Cashel.I’ll wait until I’m alone to get off—he’ll never know. Instead, I focus on finishing what I’ve started. The sooner I can get back to my room, the sooner I can chase my own desires and study the map.

“What do you say, doll?” Bentley’s bark stops me short.

I pull off Cashel’s cock with a pop and turn towards the bed. “What?”

Bentley strokes his cock languidly, completely unashamed of his actions. He nods towards his friend. “Cashel asked you a question. From now on, your response is,yes, sir.”

Fuck me if his words don’t stoke the inferno raging inside of me even higher. “Yes, sir,” I pant like the little hussy they want me to be.

“That’s our good girl,” Cashel purrs, and I damn near melt onto his cock at his praise.

Watch it, Remi, these two want to own you—and you’re no man’s toy.

Except… I really enjoy playing the part.

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