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And the name of their hearts was Adrienne Palmer.
Chapter Five
She wasn’t supposed to be reacting this way. This wasn’t who she was. And this wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. How dare they completely derail her perfectly set plans? When she said no touching, except for the absolutely necessary parts, that’s what she meant.
They weren’t supposed to kiss her. Dammit.
It was meant to be an in-and-out situation, no frills attached. In fact, she was basically just going to lift her dress and sit on the penis of her choosing. Her instructions weren’t that hard to follow. She’d spelled it out so clearly that even they should have been able to understand it.
Did they want her to draw pictures for them?
Overriding her rules and then implementing their own, which was extraordinarily the direct opposite of what she wanted, was enough to make her want to put her hand on her hip and wag her finger at them for not listening.
Like, an old person.
Adrienne tried to retrieve her dress that Darien and Austin had easily and effortlessly removed from her body. Every time she tried to bend to pick it up, she was easily overpowered. Her admonitions that they were not sticking to the script of her choosing got kissed away with every word she uttered.
They were so overpoweringly big, tall, and muscular as they surrounded her that they engulfed her in their presence and robbed her of her breath.
But this had to stop.
In her mind, she envisioned—she didn’t know what she envisioned in her mind, but this wasnotit. They were supposed to listen to her. She had paid ten million dollars foroneof them to touch her, but they quickly challenged her rule and then gave her an ultimate.
All of them or none of them.
God help her, but she had no idea what she was doing. And for someone like her, that was like a prickling of death every moment she stayed outside of the boundaries of her control.
She needed to be in charge of her emotions, her body, and her surroundings, with the same necessity she needed to breathe. But, she felt herself falling into a chasm where she couldn’t think anymore, and it scared her.
This was not how it was supposed to happen.
She had given them rules, dammit, and they had done the direct opposite.
Emerson took commanding possession of her mouth licking the inside of her lips and sweeping the tip of his tongue all over the inside of her mouth as well. His taste exploded on her tongue, and her nipples quaked with uncharacteristic need.
But it was too much. He was dragging her further and further away from reality, and that made her anxious.
In desperation, she sank her teeth into his lip and bit. His dangerously low growl unearthed a bundle of nerves in her stomach, and yet a new layer of arousal coasted over her skin.
Still cupping her face, he looked deep into her eyes, his thumb sweeping over her lips, which felt decidedly swollen. He lowered his head and kissed her again. One of his hands slipped to her throat and curled around it. The pressure ignited a flare of panic in her. She tried so hard to hide her trepidation but failed.
His other hand glided down her abs and slipped into her panties. The astonishing shock of being touched there by a man threw her completely off balance.
And then, never in her life did she ever think she would purr in pain when Emerson decided to sink his teeth into her lips this time, and he was merciless. While his teeth bruised her flesh, his fingers parted her soaked folds and dipped between them.
Oh god. It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
But he made his dominance known to her in no uncertain terms either, and she hated to admit it, but her knees suddenly weakened under his touch.
She banged her fists on his chest, trying to revive the last of her resistance, but suddenly, Darien and Austin captured her wrists and kept them pinned behind her.
Heaving as the shooting pain in her lip carried sparks of fire to her clit, Emerson stopped kissing her, and then, using the finger he slipped between her folds, glistening with her wetness now, he glided it over the place where he had bitten her. A speck of blood stained his skin, and he licked it up, together with her essence, without taking his eyes off her.
She had always considered herself strong, but Emerson had told her he was stronger.
Her hands behind her back were released, and before she could blink, Darien stood in front of her, his bone-melting smile making her quiver.
He traced a finger over her smarting lip, then down over her clavicle to her breast.
