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"I need to take a break, I'm dying over here," I tell them as I use the towel on the bench to wipe over my sweat-covered face. I have no doubt that my face is currently as red as a tomato but with how exhausted my limbs feel, I couldn't care less.
"You don't have time for a break. We have very little time to get you ready, and I'm not watching you get beat up so you need to figure out your shit and do it," Liam tells me harshly from the sidelines. I know he's just worried, and I know that I probably need the tough love he's currently throwing my way, but shit, a breather would be nice.
"Fine. Once more and then I'm done for the day," I tell them both as I attempt to shake the exhaustion from my body and stand upright again in front of Crow.
He watches me, his eyes penetrating my every move as we circle each other.
In a split second that I very nearly miss, he comes running towards me. I skirt under his arms as they reach out towards me and grab his ankle, lifting it from behind him and spin around as he lands on the floor beneath me. I jump on his back, bring his hands behind his back and smile triumphantly up at Liam.
"That's once. Do it again. Good job though, baby," he says sweetly. Butterflies flit through my stomach at the praise.
"Wanna let me up now, princess, or am I flipping you over?" Crow asks from below.
I get off his back and run my hands down my now crumpled clothes as they practically stick to me.
"I seriously need a shower. This is gross," I tell no one in particular as I peel off Liam’s shirt so that it's just my sports bra underneath on display.
"Who are they from?" Crow asks as he juts his head towards my stomach. It's only now that I am realising that he hasn't seen the rest of my body since I've been home. He hasn't seen the scars littering my skin.
"Matt and Danny," I answer simply, not wanting to get into a conversation about it. The anger and fury in his eyes shock me, but he says no more as his jaw tics and his teeth grind one another.
"Stop, I'm fine," I tell him, my hands on his jaw as I lay a light kiss on his chin.
"Did you kill them?" Crow asks Liam.
"No, Gray stopped me. Said Char might want to get her own revenge one day. The rest of them have probably scattered by now, but those two are at the club in one of the interrogation rooms." This is news to me as much as it seems to be to Crow.
"They are?" I ask, wondering for the first time if revenge would help. I feel OK most of the time. Like genuinely ok, but then there are other times when I look at the scars littering my body and all I want to do is sob and sit in a bath of bleach to rid my body of the invisible dirt and grime that only I can see.
Liam nods next to me but doesn't say anything else.
It doesn't take me long to imagine a scenario in which I could harm them. I know I'm not the first person they've nearly killed. They've killed and damaged many women before me from what Gray told me, but does that mean they deserve what my imagination could conjure? Yeah, actually, they do deserve it.
"If I wanted that, you'd help me?" I ask them both.
"I'd love to fucking kill them myself, but if seeing you do it is my only option, then I'll bring the damn popcorn," Crow says as his hand grazes mine.
"I nearly killed them once already, I'm not opposed to helping you finish the job," Liam confirms.
Knowing that they're both so willing to lay down themselves to help me makes me feel more powerful than I should. I remember wondering if part of the reason that Liam is attracted to me is because of the power role he had over me - being older, more experienced, and having lived and experienced more, but I realise now that the truth with both of them is that I'm the one in charge. I'm the one with the power, and I like that thought more than I assumed I would.
I decide to be brave, if that's even the right word, as I ask them, "Would you kneel for me?"
Crow and Liam both have near identical confusion flitting across their faces before they both nod as they look me up and down.
"Then kneel."
I watch as hunger begins to fill their gazes, their minds obviously realising how this could end up. I want to test it. I want to see how it feels. I've always submitted, even when fighting, I've always been the one to submit and for the first time in my life, I want to be the one in charge. Of everything.
One by one, Liam slightly more hesitant than Crow, they kneel on the floor in front of me. I know no one's going to walk in. Crow locked the door behind us when we came into the gym earlier, not wanting anyone to interrupt me while training.
I inch closer to them, their heads directly opposite my upper stomach. I'm only around a foot away from them now, and I find my insides pooling with a heat I didn't expect. The sight of them submissively knelt beneath me has me feeling more in control and powerful than I ever have. I feel like a queen sitting on a throne with someone worshipping me. Only in my case, I get two someones.
"Lay down," I instruct them. They do exactly as I say within seconds, their speed almost comical as I watch them.
"Closer. I want your sides touching." They don't say a word but shift closer together. Crow has a smirk on his face while Liam looks more tentative and confused.
I walk towards them and take a seat on Liam’s hips, feeling his cock lengthen beneath my core instantly as I smile down at him, my face no doubt coating with desire as I grind my body along him. He lets out a low moan as his eyes roll back and his hands grapple to find my waist.
