Page 57 of Buried Betrayal


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I laughed coldly. “I thought we already went over this.”

“See, if you had gone to your old city where you were going to college, we might believe you. But who the hell do you know that lives out by the prison?” Eli asked, tightening his hold on my waist when I tried pulling away.

“Before I started college, I moved almost every year. I know people in a lot of places.”

“There’s nothing on here,” West muttered, tossing my phone back into my bag that was on the floor. I swallowed, relief flooding through me. This conversation would be going a completely different way if they had found out.

“Can you fucking untie me now?” I snapped, squirming when West put his hands back on my thighs. “I told you I’m not hiding anything.”

“We’re not done talking yet.” Eli removed his arm from my stomach now that West’s hands were back on me.

“I have to say, I was pretty fucking heated when I found out last night was nothing but a ploy to get Eli mad at me.” West’s fingers dug into my thighs as he spoke.

“Did you expect me to go along with that for nothing?” I asked sweetly, knowing it was going to piss both of them off.

“I think you liked it.” West’s hands moved farther up as my breath hitched. “Actually, I’m positive you liked it. You were soaked the moment we started.”

“I think there’s something you need to know, Kat.” Eli spoke in my ear, but still loud enough for West to hear.

“There are ways to make sure a girl doesn’t get between us,” West continued, his eyes not leaving mine.

“And what way is that?” I asked, trying to ignore that West’s hands were nearly at the waistband of my sweats.

“We share,” Eli said simply.

My mouth dropped in shock before I could cover it. What were they playing at? West’s fingers slid under my sweats, and a wave of heat rolled through me.

“Share?” I spluttered out, trying to clear my head.

This wasn’t how I expected them to react at all. Especially Eli. Then I felt him tense behind me. It wasn’t obvious, and the only reason I noticed was because I’d been staying absolutely still. He’d just proved they were doing this for a different reason. They were trying to spin what I did with West to give them the control back.

I wasn’t going to give it back that easily.

“What do you say, Bell?” West asked, using the nickname I still didn’t fucking understand. “Want to finish what we started last night?”

His eyes bored into mine, daring me to say yes. I shifted my hands, trying to feel the knot West had tied and sucking in a breath when my fingers brushed Eli’s shorts. The thin fabric did little to hide how he was feeling about this situation. They might be doing this for a different reason, but Eli’s hard-on was proving he wasn’t unaffected.

“I got what I wanted last night.” I grinned, trying to keep my nerves at bay.

They were waiting for me to freak out and tell them to stop. Eli’s hands went around me and gripped my thighs like West had done. His rapid breaths skimmed the top of my hair as he spread my legs, making sure I couldn’t kick out again. West’s eyes widened when he realized I wasn’t wearing anything under my sweats.

I raised an eyebrow. “What? If we’re going to do this, you two should have jumped me after I finished showering so I didn’t have to take the time to get dressed at all.”

West lifted his eyes to meet Eli’s over my head, only furthering my guess that they’d planned this with the mindset that I wouldn’t go for it. They thought they could turn my game of sex around on me. How fucking wrong they were.

My fingers were aching as I worked on the knot. Eli was either too preoccupied with the conversation to notice, or he wasn’t hating the way my hands kept brushing against his dick every time I moved.

“Come on, West,” I murmured as his gaze went back to me. “If you’re going to touch me, then do it. It’s rude to keep a girl waiting.”

Desire was running rampant on West’s face as his finger slid over my clit. I could feel Eli’s heart racing against my back, and mine seemed to be in sync with his. Even though my nerves were fried, West’s touch was still setting me off. Until he pulled back.

“I already had my turn,” West said as he leaned away from me.

I waited for Eli to make his move. This entire thing was one big bluffing game, and I wasn’t going to break first. The cloth that had been binding my wrist was finally loose enough for me to slip my hand out. But I kept still, waiting to see what they were going to do next.

Eli’s hand slowly trailed up my thigh, giving me ample time to stop this. My breath was stuck in my chest as his fingers brushed my bare stomach. The second he lifted the waistband of my sweats, I lashed out and snatched his wrist.

“No.” My voice was cold as shock coursed through West when he saw my hands free. Eli’s body went rigid against me, and he didn’t move a muscle. “I don’t want you touching me.”

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