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An embarrassing sigh of content escapes me as someone moves to my back, positioning themselves so there’s no space left between their front and my back. I whimper when two large hands roughly squeeze the soft globes of my ass, spreading them wide.
“Now, you’ve tossed us aside without a care in the world, and then hidden like some fucking common thief afraid to be discovered. Yet, you’re sneaking in here in the middle of the night. Why?”
I shake my head, refusing to answer Gus’ question. Well, I say it’s his, but it’s probably a shared question. He’s just the voice right now. A burning sensation across my right tit, followed by the soft touch of a tongue, makes me arch my back and I gasp out in shock and pain.
“Your cousin asked you a question,” Kai says, biting my shoulder in a way that isn’t entirely uncomfortable. “We have all night, though. So don’t feel like you have to hurry up and explain on our behalf.”
Even though I know the threats aren’t idle, I still don’t speak. This time I feel the slap before it comes. The air around me whooshes and I steel myself and clamp down on my lip to stop myself from making a sound. These three men might be fucking predators, but they’ll soon be singing a different tune if they think I’ll allow them to treat me as prey.
With my back ramrod straight, I count four slaps on each of my tits. A bite and lick follows each slap on my stomach, my navel, as the mouth moves lower and lower between the swats. Each touch is so different that I’m stuck between moaning my pleasure and shouting my… well… displeasure.
Then the rope that bound my legs together is removed, and my legs are roughly torn apart. When something clamps around my clit. I forget about my dignity and anger. I suck in a shocked breath before I scream. “Stop it!” I thrash against my restraints and go to close my legs, but the three growls that reverberate around the room stop me.
As the shock subsides, I find that whatever it is that feels like it’s surrounding my clit isn’t actually hurting me. It’s… I swallow down a moan that I don’t want them to hear. No way. And as my legs begin to tremble, from exhaustion or pleasure I don’t know, I jut my chin out even more in an immature show of stubbornness.
Liam, Gus, and Kai are all being infuriatingly quiet, and now that Gus is no longer at my back, it’s making it harder for me to pinpoint where they are. I try to kick my legs, but it’s no use—I can’t move them at all.
All I can hear is thethump, thump, thump,of my heart and the rush of my blood in my ears as I try to work through my emotions. I’m worked up, I’m angry, sad, and much to my shame, the thing on my clit is making me horny.
“What do you want from me?” I finally ask, unhappily dropping my chin.
I have lost all trace of how much time has passed since I woke up, and I have no clue how long I was out. Minutes? Hours? My shoulders are aching from the forced position of my arms in the air, and my legs feel like they might give out on me any minute. Those are the practicalities I force my mind to stay focused on. Because if I let it wander, then I’ll be forced to look at the mess I’ve created.
“You know I—”
Liam’s angry growl cuts me off. “We don’t know anything, apparently. Spell it out for us like the simpletons you think us to be.”
My heart aches as I finally hear what he tried to tell me. Liam is beyond feeling hurt. He thinks I rejected him—and I did… but only to keep him safe. Yeah, even in my own head, that sounds like bullshit. Without my eyes to distract me, I let my mind conjure up images of the destruction Liam has done to himself. All because of me.
And then there’s my husband… the man who swore to never marry again, yet he did so, making me his bride. He was so desperate to keep me that he basically offered to dispose of all keepsakes from his first marriage. And what did I do? I turned my back on him.
Selfish. Selfish. Selfish.My subconscious is having a field day calling me out now that I’m finally listening to them as well as myself.
Last, but definitely not least, is Gus. My first love and my cousin, but more importantly, the man I’ve loathed for leaving me. However, now I can appreciate what he went through, or at the very least, his thought process.
My thoughts are interrupted as soft fingers graze along whatever’s attached to my clit. They flick my tender flesh before… “Ah!” I cry, thrashing against my restraints again as the thing on my nub is tightened, once again sending a zap of pain to this delicate part of my body. I’m ready to beg for mercy when the finger moves between my slick folds, probing at my entrance.
The touch sends a gush of wetness through me, and I know he feels it when he chuckles delectably dark. “So you do like it,” Kai says.
While he teases me with his finger, working my body as an instrument he’s intimate with, I hear Gus and Liam murmur in the background. I want to ask them to speak up, but I don’t. Instead, I focus on Kai’s barely there touch while unashamedly trying to angle myself to get as much friction as possible.
The murmuring between the other two men comes closer, and it’s starting to frustrate me that I can’t hear them. “Grab her hair!” Liam commands, and my jaw slackens at the authority in his tone. “Twist her head to the side while I attach these.”
It’s irking me beyond belief that I don’t know what’s going on, and that no one sees fit to clue me in. I open my mouth to let them have a piece of my mind, but two things happen simultaneously, rendering me speechless.
Gus wraps my long hair around his hand, holding my head in place. Even though I try to move my head for good measure, I secretly love the brusque way he’s holding me. The pleased feeling is quelled the moment something is latched onto both my nipples. I scream in pain as what feels like metal teeth bite into the soft flesh of my areola. Burying his head in my neck, Gus licks the beads of sweat from my skin. He even licks a sloppy trail all the way up my neck and to my lips, eagerly licking at my lips until he can delve into my mouth.
The kiss is searing, making me forget all about my aching nipples and throbbing clit.
“Gus,” I moan his name, needing more of him—so much more.
That was a mistake. I know it as soon as someone slaps my cunt, making my sore bundle of nerves impossible to ignore. That’s nothing compared to the feeling of someone tugging on the clamps on my nipples, though. Despite the painful throbs, there’s pleasure there, and I feel myself grow wetter as my breath becomes ragged.
I’m completely at their mercy, and that’s scary right now. While I don’t think they’d ever really hurt me, they once thought the same about me, and I did just that. Now, as I’m stripped bare and subjected to their painful playing, I’m forced to face what I’ve previously avoided.
I didn’t just break their hearts, I didn’t care. Well, of course I did, but I didn’t let them see. Convinced I had to keep my mask of indifference in place for them, I never looked within.
“I deserve this.” The words slip out before I can stop them. It’s not that they’re untrue, my reason for wanting to take them back is that I don’t deserve the luxury of feeling bad.
