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“Not really.” Colt slides a sandwich my way, then sits down across from me with one of his own. Nix only rolls his eyes before throwing his own lunch together, seemingly at random.
“You don’t look so good,” he tells me while he chews, eyeing me up.
“She’s on the rag,” Colt so helpfully explains.
“Oh, well, whatever. It’s just one more night, and we had other plans tonight, anyway.”
“Other plans?”
Colt ignores my question. “That’s what I told her. Just one more night. That’s all she’s got to get through. He’s always been clear about that. Just one more night. Amanda comes home tomorrow, and that’s it.”
“And it will all be in the past,” Nix adds. I can’t tell if they’re both being dismissive or if they are this desperate to make me go along without arguing.
“That’s really easy for you guys to say,” I remind them. My voice shakes with anger and more than a little bit of despair. “What about me? I’m supposed to forget about this? Pretend it never happened? How is that even possible? Could you ever forget having the sort of things done to you that you’ve done to me?” Now I don’t care about the sandwich, which I was only picking at, anyway. No matter how hungry I am, I can’t seem to muster up an appetite when the time comes.
“Shit happens all the time,” Nix mutters, staring down at his sandwich while he picks the crust away.
“And what about when I meet somebody? How am I supposed to tell my boyfriend about my first sexual experience? What am I supposed to say?”
“Would you shut the fuck up about it?” Nix throws his plate into the sink. “For fuck’s sake, I’m sick of hearing you whine about this.” He storms out of the room, and I can’t pretend I’m not glad. Colt doesn’t say a word, chewing slowly and staring at the wall.
When Nix comes back, this time he’s not empty-handed. “Here.” He slams something down on the kitchen table, something small and metal with a flared base and a rounded point at the tip.
“What is this?”
“What does it look like? It’s a fucking butt plug. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen one before.”
“We’re trying to help you out here,” Colt murmurs. “Whether you believe it or not.”
“You want me to wear a butt plug? That’s the big plan for tonight?”
“The point is to loosen you up for tonight.” Nix stares at me, speaking slowly and deliberately. Like he’s trying to get the point across.
Finally, it sinks in. He’s been obsessed with my ass all this time, hasn’t he? Teasing, joking about them taking it at some point.
It looks like that’s James’s plan for tonight’s grand finale. “You’re kidding. You want me to wear this?”
“It’s either that, or you go into it without getting stretched. It’s up to you.” Nix then adds something else: a bottle of what is clearly labeled Personal Lubricant. This just gets better and better.
“We really are trying to help you,” Colt tells me. “You can either be stubborn and refuse it, or you can be smart and help yourself out a little bit. Your choice.”
I can’t believe this. I honestly can’t.
“Don’t be so nervous.” Nix waves a hand, motioning for me to get up. “I’ll help you. Don’t worry.” He smirks when I gasp in a mixture of surprise and horror. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
It’s either this or letting them hurt me later. When I think of it that way, there really isn’t much of a choice to be made, is there? I doubt this will be very comfortable, but the discomfort of having my ass taken when I’m not ready for it would be an awful lot worse.
Still, I let out a heavy sigh as I stand, taking my time unzipping my jeans and pulling them down.
“Now, it’s important that you try to relax,” Nix informs me as he pushes me down until I’m bent over the table. I hear something squirting and know it’s the lube. At least they thought of this much. Not that I’m about to thank them, but it’s still better than hurting me.
“Okay, now. Breathe out.”
I do, but a moment later, the sense of almost unbearable pressure at my back door makes me tense up.
“Relax,” he reminds me, his voice low but firm. “This is a lot easier if you don’t tense up.” I almost want to ask how he would know, but I’m not sure I want the answer.
Finally, it’s in place, and it’s about the strangest feeling I’ve ever experienced. I’m so full and stretched. It doesn’t hurt, but it doesn’t feel great, either. “And you want me to wear this all day?”
“You’ll be fine; just take it easy. Get some rest or whatever for your situation.” Nix waves a hand over his lower abdomen while grimacing. They’re like a couple of cavemen, honestly.
