Page 55 of They Will Burn

A moment later, Kaos’s hands are trailing over my ass. The bruising from Bishop’s belt has disappeared, but the ghost of pain still remains, reminding me every time I sit down about what he did to me and how fucking much I loved it.

“Did you like what you saw, Princess?”

I nod, my words caught in my throat.

A heavy palm slaps down on my ass and tears a cry from my throat. Jesus, his hands are huge. I don’t want to be getting too many spankings from him, that’s for sure. “Words, Princess. We need your words.”

“Yes,” I choke. “I liked what I saw.”

Kovu grasps my chin between his fingers and wrenches my face up until I’m staring into his wild eyes. “Imagine how fucking good that’s going to feel when he fucks you, Little Lamb.”

I groan at the thought, and they chuckle in unison. How many times have they shared before? The question comes out of nowhere, but my stomach plummets at the thought. Is this a practiced routine? Do they know exactly how this is going to play out because they’ve done it so many times?

Kovu’s brows tug together. “I don’t like whatever’s going through that pretty little head of yours, Camilla.”

I shake my head as I try to pull away from his hold, only to be rewarded with another huge hand coming down on my ass harder than the first.

“Don’t run from us, Camilla,” Kaos says from behind me as his palm massages the heat into my ass. His touch is both overwhelming and comforting, and the conflicting feelings are making it hard for me to concentrate.

“If you’re scared or unsure, we need to know about it,” Kovu tells me, his thumb moving in gentle circles across my cheek.

I drag my bottom lip between my teeth and nibble at the soft flesh as I try to find a way to say this without sounding like a jealous teenage girl, even if that’s exactly what I am. “You seem…good at this. Like you’ve had a lot of practice.”

Kovu’s eyes flare with understanding, but he doesn’t react the way I expect him to. Where I think he’s going to laugh it off, he drops down until our eyes are at the same level and his palm is resting on my cheek to hold me in place. “We have had a lot of practice, Little Lamb. Kaos and I have been sharing for a long time. But it’s not the same with you. First of all, no woman before you has ever been allowed to touch me.” He carefully pulls one of my arms out from under me and presses it to his chest. The heat radiating off him is stifling, but it’s the earnestness in his eyes that catches me off guard. “Normally, to be with me, I need a woman restrained because I can’t risk it. But it’s different with you.”

I nod, some of the uncertainty falling away. But I think there will always be an element of that with these men. I’m in over my head in almost every facet of our relationship, and while I desperately want this to work, I’m still hesitant to hand myself over completely.

“And I’m always a fuck and get out kinda guy,” Kaos says from behind me. “I don’t do foreplay unless it’s to get my dick sucked. And I don’t stick around afterward to cuddle or whatever.”

His admission does the opposite of comforting me, and I squeeze my eyes shut. I don’t know if I can do this. I might think I can have casual sex, but despite how ruthless I can be with some of my emotions, I don’t think this is one of them. I don’t think I can do the whole no-strings-attached thing.

“Kaos,” Kovu warns, his gaze flicking from me to his friend and back again.

“Shit,” he murmurs, and the bed dips as he moves up until he’s lying beside me, his head propped up in one hand while the other runs soothingly up my back. “What I meant to say is that when we’re done here, I’m not going to be able to just fuck off. I’m going to want to hold you.”

A smile tips up the corners of my mouth, and I get a rare, lopsided grin from the usually brutal man.

“This might all be new to you, Princess. But it’s new to us too. The women we’ve shared before, even the ones we’ve had here on a more permanent basis, were nothing like you. It was all about convenience, and I never want you to feel like that’s all you are to any of us. Especially me,” he admits.

“Thank you for explaining,” I whisper and look up at Kovu, who is watching Kaos like he’s seeing him for the first time. I don’t know how to be vulnerable with these men, but it seems they’re not sure how to return the favor either.

“Alright, now that’s over, can we get to fucking you?” Kovu asks, and I can’t stop the laugh that tumbles from my throat. I don’t know what it is about the man that everyone I’ve ever met is terrified of, but with me, he’s like a goofy teddy bear, with an added kink for blood and pain.

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

CAMILLA

Their hands are everywhere, and although there’s only four of them, it could be ten for all I know, I’m so lost in their touch.

Kovu and Kaos move as a team, and I shove the uncertainty of that fact down because I need them to touch me.

Watching them work today, seeing how they methodically tortured Eric in an attempt to get the answers from him in a way that was obvious it wasn’t their first time, got me all kinds of hot and bothered. Does that make me fucked up? Yep. But I don’t care.

Right now, all I care about is what they’re doing to my body.

“You’re going to do everything we tell you, aren’t you, Princess?”

“Yes,” I murmur, forcing my body to remain still as Kaos drags his hands down my back to my still-stinging ass. I’m not sure how what he gave me was only two spanks because I’m still on fire.

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