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“Fuck you,” I bite out.
“Keeping fighting,” Kellan says from behind me. His softening cock is still inside me, reminding me just how fucked I am. “We like it.”
“Youlike it,” Cal corrects. He’s been quiet, which is odd. Normally he’s full of witty quips and jokes. “I’d much prefer her to be restrained enough that she can barely move, let alone fight. But for now…”
For a fleeting moment, hope springs inside me. Cal grabs a key from Kellan’s nightstand and undoes my handcuffs. But before I can try anything, Wes grabs my wrists and holds them with one hand.
If it wasn’t so frustrating—and if he didn’t repulse me—I’d find it hot.
Kellan works his way out from underneath me. Once he’s standing, he pulls his pants up and zips them with a grin.
Finally, the guys get off the bed, pulling me with them. I’m surrounded, so there’s no chance of escape. It should scare me, but all it does is piss me off. When I yank my arms free from Wes’s grasp, he lets me, shoving his hands in his pockets instead.
God, I hate that smile.
“You’re so pretty when you’re angry,” Kellan tells me.
“I trusted you,”I yell.
Kellan laughs. “Your mistake,ma belle.Next time, actually use your brain.”
More tears spill over, and his eyes flare with delight.
“You can’t do this,” I say, yanking my dress back up to cover myself. “You can’t get away with this. I never—I never would’ve done this if I’d known it was you.”
“And what are you gonna do about it?” Wes steps up to me, gripping my throat and squeezing the sides to cut off the blood flow to my brain.
“Wes,” I gasp, grabbing his arms and trying to pull them off.
He leans in, towering over me with that twisted smile of his. “You brought this on yourself, Athelia. All you had to do was not choose him.”
“Him?” I sputter.This again?“I don’t even know who you’re talking about! I’ve never chosen anyone!”
His chuckle is anything but amused. “You still think you can hide it from us, huh? That we’ll believe you? You can’t lie to us.”
“I—I’m not lying!” My thoughts are fuzzy, and my vision is fading. Panic kicks in, and I claw at his arms.
“There it is,” Kellan murmurs, leering over me next to Wes. “There’s nothing hotter than seeing you all scared like this.”
“Wes,” I choke.
His grin only grows. Helikesthis. Wesley Carver, the monster who haunts my every living second, feeds on my pain and misery.
“Hey.” Cal places a hand on Wes’s shoulder. “Let up.”
For a split second, Wes only tightens his grip on my throat. Then, with a disgusted look, he lets go. My knees give out, but I don’thit the floor. No, I crumple right into Cal’s arms as blood rushes back to my head.
“Jesus,” Cal mutters as he scoops me up and walks to the bed. He sits on the edge, keeping me in his lap as I regain my senses.
Wes looks between Kellan and Cal. “The night goes as planned from here.”
I cringe, trying to free myself from Cal’s arms, but he’s too strong. “What do you mean? This was enough. You don’t need to torment me more.”
“Oh, Harper,” Wes says, his gaze moving back to me. “Tormenting you is myfavoritepastime.”
“N-no,” I protest, my voice thick. “No, Wes,please.You know I don’t deserve this. I don’t know why you chose me, but you can just leave me alone. I’m begging you—”
“This again?” He rolls his eyes. “Where’s her gag?”
