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Though honestly the only one who put in any real fucking effort was Kristof, and he wasn’t the one who had done anything wrong. At least one of them really did love me and would keep loving me, right?
Something filled James’s eyes, and I was pretty sure he was sensing that my emotions had gone in the toilet. Oh well, I couldn’t mask it all.
I was done with my shower, so I turned off the water and stepped out, leaving him there to do whatever or follow. Then I remembered I’d ordered him in there. “You can leave if you want now. I expect you back the day after tomorrow when you can donate again.”
I tossed him a towel over my shoulder and wrapped my bath sheet around me and the thin cotton towel around my hair. Then I decided to be mean and went for several of the hanging sets of lingerie in my closet.
I used to keep them in bins for rewards but… That had lost its fun with Darius bailing on me, and Jaxon only wanting shower sex to show we were a couple or whatever.
Swallowing down what I was feeling, I turned towards Petre and Moon, holding up the three options. “Which do you think the man in my bed tonight will want to see me in?” I ignored James groaning behind me.
“That depends if it’s Kristof or the leopard?” Moon said, sounding a bit too amused.
I snorted. “Enough people think I’m pathetic for how I’ve let James treat me. I’m not dressing up in lingerie for him. Kristof has been extra stressed, so I want to wear something nice for him to unwrap. Maybe get myself a bit ready for him.”
The looks my guards gave me like yeah, sure, that’s what you’re doing were hysterical. Seriously. They knew me too well.
Moon nodded to the one all the way on the right. “I would say that brown set that goes with your hair. It has no panties and he likes you commando. That skirt thing clips on stockings and he loves having more to rip off of you.”
“True, he really does,” I agreed, thinking that was what he would choose as well. I turned to set them on the bed and raised an eyebrow at James. “You’re not leaving?”
“Are you ordering me to leave?” he whispered, his eyes darting between my face and the lingerie.
I shrugged… And dropped the towel. “Nope. I said you can if you want.”
He didn’t want to leave, the perv watching me get into the lingerie, groaning when I bent over to put on the stockings and clip them on. I brushed out my wet hair, tossed my towels in the hamper, and put the other options back in my closet.
Then I laid down on my bed with a vibrator that Kristof liked to use on me sometimes when it was just us. I spread my legs, turned it on, and held it to my clit… And felt nothing.
Not physically. No, I felt it vibrate, but I felt nothing using it.
I just felt stupid.
Numb.
Pathetic.
Even mean.
I pushed that last thought aside and acted like I enjoyed myself immensely. I didn’t go over the top like I was having sex, and I pretended like it was Kristof using it on me so I would finish fast.
But it all felt… Ridiculous?
I was faking an orgasm. For what?
For whom?
For a man who jerked me around? Who said he loved me and…
What was I seriously doing? Was this the person I wanted to become?
I finished my “performance” and stared at the toy a moment before turning it off and tossing it to the edge of the bed. “Remove him and turn off the lights. I need rest.”
“Yes, My Princess,” Petre whispered as the lights went out and I covered myself with the bedding.
“Inez, wait,” James muttered.
But then he was gone. Moon or Petre handling him and not risking me getting any more upset which I appreciated.
