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“Down for now.” Elias tapped his finger against his lips. “Makeup?”
“No. She’s beautiful just as she is. Although…” Evander spun her around, kissing her as though the act was about to banned. Hard, deep, his teeth nipping against her bottom lip. “I do like the natural plump-lipped look on her.”
“Let me see.” With strong hands, Eli turned her to face him, his eyes narrowed slightly. “Yes, I agree. Why don’t we just…”
Callie squeaked, taken by surprise as he captured her mouth every bit as fiercely as Evander. She was trying to decide whether it was hot or disgusting that her lips were still wet from Evander’s kiss, when the man himself pressed against her back, his beard tickling the side of her neck before his teeth bit lightly into her skin. When he sucked, she quivered.
Though everything in her yearned to respond, she denied herself.
“Uh-oh,” Eli whispered, breaking the kiss just enough that their lips were still touching. “Self-flagellation isn’t allowed, minx. I’ll be doling out more than enough chastisement at a more suitable time.”
Screw him and his sexy British whisperings. She’d rather just bend over and take a rigorous spanking, but no, the sadist wanted to draw out her suffering from physical to mental.
Evander released her neck with a loud pop. “Mmmn, that’s going to bruise just right.”
Callie clapped her hand to the hickey. Great, now she’d have to walk into a club full of strangers with a swollen mouth and a bite mark on her neck. If they didn’t think she was the worthless, easy slut her father proclaimed, she’d be lucky.
“Time to go,” Elias mused, his eyes darkening with awareness. “Our little girl is having bad thoughts, Evander. Haven’t you got something to keep her busy brain focused on more positive things?”
“Do you know, I believe I do.” Reaching into his pocket, Evander drew out a small silver object, passing it over to Elias. “You can do the honors, brother.”
“W-What is it?”
“Just a toy.” His breath wafted over her ear, fresh and minty. “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”
Her eyes fell onto the tiny gadget. “I don’t know if I want to do that.”
“It’ll all be worth it,” he assured her.
Elias grinned, his free hand dropping to the hem of the dress, rolling it slowly up her thighs to expose the thong. “Going to kick me, minx?”
“No?”
“You don’t sound too confident.” Fingertips grazed her upper inner thigh, sliding beneath the material to tease her clit. “I suggest you take a deep breath, Callie.”
She clenched her thighs instead.
Eli tsked, grasping the tender bud more firmly, refusing to let her keep him away. When a plaintivepleasecame too close to tripping off her tongue, she bit it instead, and his eyes lit up with a smile.
The predatory sadist smile.
Cool metal touched either side of her clit, shockingly damn cold. Slowly, it clamped down, latching what felt like a dozen miniscule teeth into her flesh. Her nerves sparked, accepting the pain as much as she denied it.
A long, confused whine rippled in her throat? “Why?”
“Because I can.” Eli patted her pussy lightly, jostling the clamp. “Because your Daddies want you to wear it.” After setting the dress to rights, he cupped her chin. “Because by the time we get to the club, you’ll be desperate to fuck. Do you need any more reasons than those?”
No, she did not. He looked as though hereallywanted to expand that list, probably in ways her innocent brain wasn’t ready to consider.
When she shook her head, he gave her a quick peck on the lips. “Good girl.”
Damn him, and his accent, and his stupid toy.
“Are we ready to go, now you’ve finished torturing her?” Evander asked, but there was humor in his tone.
Damn him, too.
“Your chariot awaits, m’lady.” With a chivalrous sweep of his arm, Eli gestured toward the bedroom door.
