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“Wait,” she pleaded, but it was too late. The cracking sound of leather against the flesh of her ass thundered in the air around her. She yelped and did the only thing her body could do. She clenched her muscles in anticipation of the next stinging onslaught, which only served to ignite the oils of the ginger in her ass.
She was going to go mad.
She didn’t know which was worse, Rowan’s belt or the scalding caresses of the ginger root. Tears flew from her eyes. But even though she was under supreme duress, the instant Lawson came into her view, she realized just how wet she had become.
He didn’t do much. He just dropped down to his haunches and watched her. She couldn’t hide her shame and her humiliation from him. She couldn’t hide the fact that even though she had been placed in such a degrading position, with so much discomfort, a part of her remained aroused.
Her nipples had swelled and ached now. Her clit throbbed with such agony, she wanted Rowan to use his belt on her pussy just so she could release some of the pent-up tightness they had created there for her.
She had no clue what she was thinking or doing.
She shouldn’t be reacting this way. This wasn’t who she was.
“Are you being blackmailed?” Rowan asked.
“No,” she said and received another slash across her ass with his belt.
“The longer you take to answer me the bigger the piece of ginger root I’m going to peel and carve for you, Sienna.”
But she could already hear him peeling another piece.
“No, please, no.”
Cameron twirled the vegetable around in the tight confines of her asshole. More oils seeped through onto her flesh.
She was in sheer agony now. But she didn’t even know what that really meant until Cameron closed his index finger and thumb over her clit, and Lawson wrapped his hand around her nape, his fingers threading into her hair before he started to pull at her roots as hard as Cameron squeezed her clit.
She squealed when Rowan removed the ginger from her ass. But when he replaced it with a bigger, fresher piece, thrusting it deeper into her asshole than before, she stopped breathing altogether.
“Is there someone blackmailing you, Sienna?”
“Yes,” she cried. Her body couldn’t handle the overwhelming physiologic sensations. She wasn’t made to feel these things and then to survive them. She gave herself up because the ignominy of climaxing under these circumstances seemed worse in her mind.
“Talk,” Rowan grunted at her.
“He took pictures of me at a party and I was… it was a yacht and I was swimming in the pool… and—Please let me go.”
“Name?”
“Please.”
Cameron twisted the hard slipperiness her clit had become. Rowan pushed the root all the way in. Lawson had one hand wrapped around her throat now, staring into her eyes, as if he wanted to see whether she was lying or not.
Everything in the universe felt as if it had collided with her at that moment. She came with such brutal violence she thought she would pass out. Her limbs sagged and if she weren’t tied up, or held by Lawson, she would have dissolved into a puddle of nothingness at their feet.
She wasn’t supposed to come. She knew because they released her instantly as if she had burned them.
Sobbing quietly, her head bowed in shame, she whispered her blackmailer's name.
“Loaded Slayer. That’s the only name he gave me.”
She wasn’t so far out of it that she didn’t notice the quiet conversation the three of them had or that it was Lawson who left the den.
Chapter Nine
The exhaustion which had set in afterward consumed her now. Her memory seemed to be failing her as well. She was only half aware of Rowan and Cameron removing the ginger root from her ass, unbinding her then helping her to stand and get circulation into her limbs.
Or Rowan cradling her in his arms as he carried her to a bathroom she hadn’t seen before where Cameron was already filling a tub with water.
