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You've got ten seconds to give us your phone," Aston warned. His tone surprised her as well since he was normally very calm and patient.
"That’s an invasion of my privacy."
"Now," Keaton barked.
"Okay, you know us normal people are just that. We’re normal. We don’t have people threatening us. We aren’t living in some secret spy movie."
"Your ten seconds are up."
~~~***~~~
Rayne had no idea what she was doing. But maybe going out of her mind was one of those things. She couldn’t believe the week had flown by so quickly, and now… she was going to get her ass handed to her.
It was already Saturday.
And now these Einsteins wanted her phone, but the same thing applied: she would rather die than admit what was going to happen to her. So she did the only thing she could. She dropped her phone into a pitcher of water.
What the fuck had she just done?
"You shouldn’t have done that," Keaton warned softly.Like she didn’t know that already.
"It’s my phone, and I can do what I want with it," she said defiantly.
"Well, that stunt just earned you a spanking, sassy girl."
She was still reeling from Aston’s words when Beckett started to close in on her.
Oh, boy. She tried dismally to escape him and failed, naturally. He caught her easily enough, sat down on the bed, and then tossed her over his lap.
"What the hell are you doing? You can’t do this. This is crazy. Release me at once, you imbeciles."
They couldn’t do this to her.
"Wait, please, don’t do this."
Keaton pulled down her track bottoms. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She did not imagine their collective grunts as soon as a waft of cool air coated her exposed backside. How was it possible that she was in this situation with three men? Was she dreaming? Please, god, let this be a dream.
"Just wait." She fought with all her might.
"You going to give us a name?"
"What name? I don’t have a name. Leave me alone. I have to go to the bathroom. Please, please, let me go."
"Give us a name."
"For the last time, there’s no name."
The first strike landed so hard, her whole world shook.
What the freaking hell was that?
"Talk."
"Go to hell," she gritted between her teeth. Tears had already started to gather in her eyes.
Beckett pounded her poor backside until she was certain he had kindled a fire, and Aston and Keaton could see the flames sprouting from her flesh.
"I don’t know what Neanderthal fetish this is, but where I come from, we don’t do this," she shouted on a high note, and then was immediately humbled by yet another stinger. God, the man had power in his hand, and she knew instinctively he was only using a fraction of his strength on her.
