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I placed both hands on my knees as they all stared at my cock.

“The rumor about me having chlamydia. Did you start it?” Foxyn asked.

Technically no. I’d told Mel to make it so everyone stayed clear of Foxyn for a while. And coming from him would be far more believable than starting a baseless rumor.

“No.”

Leyton squatted down and flicked my hard cock. The pain was sharp as it stabbed through me before tapering off into something warm and enjoyable. Maybe because it was at their hands. I had no idea why it was like that, but my body instantly wanted more.

“Are you lying to us?”

“No.” I met his gaze head-on, letting him see the truth in my answer.

Leyton’s head tilted. “Let me try wording it differently. Did you have anything to do with the rumor starting?”

I opened my mouth to say no but shut it. “Maybe.”

“Motherfucker.” Foxyn pushed Leyton out of the way and grabbed me by the throat. I was yanked up to my feet. “Give me one good reason I shouldn’t beat the living shit out of you right now?” Foxyn was heaving. He was so angry.

I’d known he was upset with the rumor, but I’d had no idea by how much. I swallowed the best I could, his hand so tight around my throat.

“Sor—”

“Don’t you fucking try it. Say sorry, and I will rip your fucking dick off,” Foxyn threatened.

He dropped me, and my knees hit the ground, scraping over pebbles. My skin split, and I hissed at the wet feeling covering my knees.

Foxyn wasn’t done with me as he got in my face and forced me to look at him. “You do that shit again, and I will kill you.”

I should be focusing on the threat. Instead, my gaze was drawn to his lips. They were pink and looked so soft, but I’d bet my life that Foxyn was a rough kisser. Theon had been nothing but teasing licks and playful bites. Leyton would undoubtedly be dominating, but Foxyn would leave my lips swollen and tender.

How insane would it be if I leaned toward him and stole a kiss? I’d probably end up with a black eye, but I couldn’t stop my body movements even if I wanted to. It was like Foxyn’s mouth had a gravitational pull. I was stuck on a course that would undoubtedly lead to my death.

Our lips brushed against each other, and sparks lit up instantly. A blow to the abdomen followed, and I bent over, clutching my stomach.

“Wo-worth it,” I wheezed out.

Fuck. He’d hit me hard. I gasped for air. It felt like I couldn’t get enough.

“Damn, Foxyn. You can’t break the toy just yet,” Theon said. He pushed my hair back, and I blinked away the tears before they could fall. “Ah, he isn’t crying. Our little bitch is growing up.”

“He’s not cryingyet,” Leyton said.

Theon smiled. “True. Foxyn, did you get it out of your system now?”

I focused on trying not to puke as I sat back up.

“Yeah,” Foxyn grunted.

“He really didn’t like the rumor,” Leyton said calmly.

“I got that.” I shoved my hair back out of my face as Leyton moved back in front of me.

“The rumors about Theon, you had a hand in them as well, right?”

“Wait, what rumors about me?” Theon asked.

Everyone ignored him as I nodded. It hadn’t been necessary with Theon becoming obsessed with my mouth, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

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