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“If these two didn’t think I was joking, why would you?”
I shake my head frantically, trying to yank my wrist free but failing miserably. “C’mon guys. This is too ridiculous, even for you.”
“No, no, no, don’t panic. It’ll be fun, dollface. I promise,” Grant coos softly as he stops directly in front of me. He reaches up and tenderly strokes my face. “Think of all the things we’ll be able to do to you while you live here with us.”
I shiver. “Yeah, that’s what I’m afraid of.”
His pupils narrow, his arrogant smirk a permanent staple on his face. “Are you afraid? Or—” he leans forward until our noses touch. He skims his up the bridge of mine as he whispers, “—does the idea excite you?”
The shaky breath I suck in doesn’t go unnoticed. Suddenly, Trip’s body is pressed against my back, effectively sandwiching me between the two of them. Tension crackles around us. It thickens the air and makes it hard to breathe. Or maybe it’s their proximity that’s making it hard to catch my breath.
“You belong to us, dollface,” Grant continues.
My gaze lowers to his mouth, centimeters from mine. My brain, as it shuts down, screams to run, to save my heart and sanity from their madness. But the warning grows faint until it’s completely nonexistent. My head tilts, closing the small distance between us. The contact against his lips is light, hardly a kiss. But my body comes alive. Heat barrels through my veins and my heart skips a beat.
Grant doesn’t move. In fact, I’m nearly positive he isn’t even breathing. I don’t know what he wants, or if this is a test, but at this moment, I don’t care. Nothing matters except the here and now. My heart hammers in my chest as desire spurs on action. My hands come up to brace themselves against his chest. Tentatively, I lean forward and turn the brushing of our lips into a true kiss. The motion snaps Grant out of whatever paralysis has overcome him. His hands go straight to my hips to pull me closer, his lips crashing against mine until our teeth collide.
His tongue takes control, powering through our lips until it caresses and claims mine.
Hands slide around my waist and up toward my breasts. There, I’m kneaded and caressed. I groan, leaning my hips back into Trip’s pelvis. Already his dick is stiff and straining against his pants. Feeling him so excited only spikes my desire to new heights.
Abruptly, Grant’s grip tightens on my hips before he lifts me up. My legs instinctually come around his waist, locking me to him. There’s no stopping my hands as they come up into his thick hair and my fingers dive in, grabbing strands of it. Without breaking our kiss, Grant walks us toward the main bedroom. I can hear the soft padding of two sets of footsteps trailing behind us.
Grant kicks his door open, our lips never parting, and someone else flicks on the light. Then I’m falling. My back hits the bed. I break the kiss to gasp, and Grant takes the opportunity to pull away to stare down at me.
“I’m not your doll,” I remind him, needing him to understand that as I prop myself up onto my elbows.
I may not love this dangerous game we’re playing, but I do enjoy the excitement brought to my life and how I’m the center of their attention. I’m at their mercy and there’s a thrill in knowing that. When I escape from their grasp, I know I won’t be able to find this level of risk, reward, excitement, and danger with anyone else. So for now, I’ll enjoy it, despite the way it leaves me feeling off-kilter most of the time.
Around us, Jason and Trip disrobe. Knowing that this will be the first time we’veallparticipated in something like this, where they’re not putting my job at risk or humiliating me… It sends my heart on a rollercoaster of emotions.
Grant, with one knee on the bed, straightens enough to pull off his shirt. He tosses it away and begins to unbutton his pants. My eyes skim down the front of him, noting a few bruises beginning to form from the game earlier.
“You can deny it all you want, dollface,” he unzips his pants and shoves them off his hips as he stares down at me. “It doesn’t change anything. You’re our doll. Our toy to play with. To do with what we please,wheneverwe please.”
Jason and Trip climb onto the bed and reach for my shirt and pants. As they undress me, I keep my eyes locked on Grant. I lick my bottom lip nervously as my clothes vanish.
“What do you want to do with me right now?” I ask.
Jason groans as he lays out beside me on his side, his arm coming around my waist to pull me closer to him.
“I want to be deep inside you, dollie,” he murmurs into my ear. He nips my earlobe. “Then, when I’m about to bust, I want to pull out and paint your pussy with my cum, only so I can take a picture of the mess and have it blown up to hang it on our wall. Then I want to finger it back inside you, where it belongs. Would you let me do that, dollface? God, I want you full of me.”
Oh hell… I gasp at the crude picture he’s drawn. I turn to face him, only for Jason to capture my lips with his. My eyelids flutter shut. I moan into his mouth as the vision comes to life behind my eyelids.
“You don’t get to play with our doll all by yourself. You have to share,” Trip growls from my other side. An arm comes around me and pulls me across the bed. My eyes open with a start as Trip climbs on top of me. He stares down at me with a cocky grin. “Do you want to know what I want to do with you, dollface?”
My heart slams against my ribs. “W-what?”
“I want my dick down your throat, with your pretty brown eyes looking up at me full of tears as you choke.” His smirk grows as his pupils blow wide. “And I want your stomach stuffed full of my cum. How hot would it be for you to grow round just because we feed you our cum for days at a time?”
I bite my bottom lip as my bare thighs are pressed together. Trip laughs, the sound is dark and twisted.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He lowers his face until his lips skim down the column of my neck.
Just as I reach up to cup his head, Grant pushes Trip off me. Trip chuckles as Grant grabs my ankles and pulls me back down the bed toward him.
“So. Many. Plans.” He enunciates each word softly, staring down at me as he opens my legs. His gaze slides from my face down to my exposed core. “It looks like you liked everything you’ve heard so far.”
