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Sienna stares at us, a mixture of fear and uncertainty in her eyes, hands clenching by her side. “I’m sorry, I’m not moving in with you. There’s no way that I’m?—”

“You agreed to do whatever we asked,” Bastian snaps. “Which means we get to keep an eye on you twenty-four-seven. Are you in or was that all just talk?”

She casts a glance around. “But …”

Something in her eyes has me speaking up.

“You belong to us,” I say, moving closer to her. Her eyes track my movements, as though hypnotized. “You’re ours, and we can make it so good for you. Or we can make things much harder than we’ve already done.”

As I speak, I can't ignore the subtle shivers coursing through her. She forces a nod, not quite able to hide the turmoil lurking under the surface.

Bastian reaches out to pet her hair. “Good girl.” There’s a subtle change to her expression and I notice the way her body seems to straighten under the praise.

She climbs into the backseat of the Firebird, next to me and I lean over and stroke her cheek. “We’re gonna have fun, Princess. Don’t worry.”

She stays silent, looking down at her hands in her lap. I pull her close to me as we drive away, enjoying the warmth of her body pressed close to mine. She’s a sweet girl, but she’s in for a rough time if she thinks we’re going to go easy on her.

I get the feeling she wouldn’t want it to be easy anyway. She seems like someone who enjoys a good challenge and she won’t back down easily.

Arriving at her motel room, Dom and I march her upstairs to get her stuff. We watch as she gathers her things silently, with shaky hands. She picks up a brush and it falls from her hands; Dominic crosses the floor in two strides to grab it before it can hit the ground.

“Here,” he says, watching with an amused smirk as she takes it, cheeks red.

Once everything is packed up, we head back down to the car. As soon as she gets in, I pull her onto my lap.

She freezes, trying to shy away but I wrap my arms around her and place a hand on her thigh, just above the knee. She stares at it for a moment before moving her head up to look at me, lower lip caught in her teeth.

I smile back at her, a wolfish grin that does nothing to soothe her.

Once we arrive, Sienna studies the home as she gets out of the car, taking in the peeling paint and the missing roof shingles. It’s not much, this place, but it’s what we could afford and it’s home.

The place is two stories, with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Each of us has our own room, with mine being the first at the top of the stairs. Guiding Sienna there now, the three of us crowd around her.

“This is where you’ll be storing your stuff.” Bastian points to the floor. “But you’ll take turns sleeping in each of our beds,” he adds.

Sienna glances at me and I wink at her. She looks away and wraps her arms around herself.

Dominic speaks up. “For now, you’ll stay in here until we come back.”

“Where are you going?” Sienna asks, eyes wide.

“The princess needs the right kind of attire for her stay in the castle,” Bastian says, mocking her voice. “You’ll be locked in here, and we’re taking your phone. If you try to run, you’ll be punished. Prove your loyalty by staying here like a good girl.”

She stares at us without moving. “Phone,” Bastian snaps. “Now.”

She still doesn’t move so I walk up, running my hand along her curves and dipping it into her pocket. She snaps out of her trance, staring as my fingers lightly brush the space between her thighs before curling around the phone in her pocket and pulling it back out.

“Be a good girl for us while we’re gone,” Bastian orders.

She opens her mouth, probably to argue, but we exit the room before she can speak and I lock the door from the outside.

“Hopefully she behaves,” Dominic says as we head back downstairs. “Or not, it’ll be fun to break her if she misbehaves.”

Once we leave, the three of us head for Target first. We weren’t kidding about getting her new clothes. Sienna deserves to look like a grown woman. After picking out some clothing, we tool around, running a few more errands just to stretch the time we’re gone. Bastian wants to see how far we can push her before she breaks.

As soon as we get back though, I bound up the stairs to check on her. She’s lying on my bed, back facing the door but she sits up when I enter.

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