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"You’re keeping me against my will."
"That’s the only way you’ll listen to us."
She swallowed hard as they whipped off their T-shirts, leaving them only in their jeans, which just accentuated every muscle they had in their legs.
Did they still have to make her heart thud so much?
A quiver ran down her spine. With her knees spread wide and her pussy on full display, she gasped in shock as they used the protection stones she had given them on her soaking wet center.
She squirmed, trying to move away despite it being futile. She bit her lip as they stroked it up and down her clit. They each took a stone and took turns touching her with it. Nothing felt more wrong than them using the smooth, slippery rubble against her that way. And nothing could stop her from coming, not with the way they pressed and glided it against her aching bud.
She sucked in a huge breath as Nolan and Fletcher parted her folds and then slipped the sleek gemstones into her hot, dripping core while Kingston continued his ministrations on her clit.
She immediately clenched her entire body, trapping the baubles inside her and forcing them to thrust their fingers inside her. She turned a flaming hot red at the way her body reacted and at the way they had to touch her intimately; she could feel their fingers move against the walls of her pussy as they played with the stones inside her. Their touches drove her insane. Kingston slipped the third shiny pebble into her.
Oh god.
Every time she clenched, the stones heated her up even more. She bit her lip as they started to work on her clit, taking turns to brush their thumbs against her swollen bud, making her wetter and the stone balls inside her hotter. Instantly, she knew that if she allowed herself to come, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from releasing the stones. The idea embarrassed her more than anything else.
"Come for us, Holly, and drop those stones onto our palms."
She shook her head. They increased the intensity of their strokes on her clit. Her control weakened, then disappeared. Every part of her disintegrated as she came. Her heaving breaths echoed around the room, and with every wave of her orgasm, the protection stones she had used against them, thinking she was saving them and herself, fell from between her folds and onto their palms, all because they had made her come.
They took the three stones and placed them in a straight line on her back. A fresh blush filled her cheeks as the wetness from her pussy soaked the skin on her back.
"If one of them falls off, you get ten more strikes with our belts."
Tenmorestrikes?
What were they going to do to her?
"Firstly, the only males you’re going to marry is us."
What?
But before she could analyze their words, a thick band of leather lashed against her ass. Her delayed shock saved her from caving her body inward at the sharp sting across her flesh as she instantly remembered their warning not to drop the stones on her back.
Instead, she panted heavily and tried to catch her breath. Every cell inside still reeled from the blinding strike.
"This one is for thinking you can belong to anyone else except us."
She braced herself, bit her lip, and clenched her entire body until she stopped breathing. The impact slayed her, but with that burn came something else. An intimate heat that rendered her completely under their control. She couldn’t understand the wetness dripping out of her or how her pussy pulsed with need. And all she wanted was to keep the stones on her back because it meant she could please them.
What was happening to her?
"This one is for thinking you need protection stones against us. You’re ours, Holly. Nothing will ever come between us."
She was already sobbing, tears falling from her eyes, and her skin was inflamed. And yet, she wanted to feel the phenomenal grazing heat again. She wanted to feel their brand on her, leaving their mark.
When she was whipped again, she found herself isolating everything inside her except the sheer impact of their belt against her ass, and it was the darkest form of pleasure she had experienced. She had made a puddle with her wetness on the chaise.
She swayed into the next few strikes, relishing them and keeping the stones from falling off her back.
"You’re so fucking wet," Nolan said, sweeping up the wetness that had leaked onto her inner thigh.
"You want to know why Walt created that bet?" Fletcher asked as they came around to face her.
"Let’s tell you why, shall we?"
