Page 22 of Room One Hundred and Six

I shake my head. “I’m not signing.”

Jasper takes the pen Shayne passes to him.

I know where this is going. They are going to torture me until I tell them where the diamonds are. How, I don't know. Death by orgasm? Why does that make me want to laugh? Because I’m freaked the fuck out right now.

My back molars will break any second I’m clenching my jaw so tight.

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“I would and will.” Jasper takes the contract from Shayne and forces the pen into my hand. Holding my fingers around the pen, he signs my name to the contract. He passes it to Shayne and Voss who do the same and then he puts his name on the contract.

“That wasn’t legal,” I sling back at Voss who is smiling up at me. He hasn’t stopped torturing my pussy and clit with his evil stroking through my juices since I was placed on top of him.

“Don’t look so scared, jungle flower. Have we harmed you?”

Voss sits up, pushing me from my place over his cock. His arms come around me and if I were not already held in place by their stupid ties, I would be utterly locked into place in his arms.

Sitting like this, his nose is level with mine. Our eyes lock. Black on gray. “Tell us where the diamonds are and you can leave. Don’t and we have earned the right to take from you something we want.”

“My virginity.”

His smile is pure, raw masculine arrogance. “You had no problem giving it to us earlier. Has that changed?”

No. The wetness coating my folds is evidence of that. “Yes,” I snap at the air between us.

“Liar,” he whispers and those fucking hips of his start moving. Every little nudge pushes the crown of his cock against my clit.

I don’t want to like it, but fuck. I do. I really, really do. It takes a monumental amount of self control not to rock my hips along with him.

“Please, just let me go.” Even I don’t believe my pleas so I don't know why they would.

“Look at me.” A finger draws my chin up and I transfer my attention from Voss to Jasper who takes my mouth in a hard, claiming kiss. In the time Voss held my attention, Jasper stripped from his clothes.

My eyes go wide at his masculine beauty as we share a tender kiss. I expected rough and brutal, but this man has shown me nothing but gentleness. My brain can’t compute all the mixed incoming signals. Unrelenting fingers sink into my hair and I’m held in place when I try to pull away.

I kiss him hard, sucking Jasper’s tongue between my lips. He does the same and together we drink in each other until we can no longer breathe. Between us, Voss lays back and strokes himself, watching.

Shayne comes up on the bed behind me and drags his warm tongue from the base of my spine to the top between my shoulder blades. His breath fans across my cheek as he whispers to me.

“Spread yourself over Voss, again, tigress. Let him feel your heat on his cock. But don’t take him yet. Not yet. Let us prepare you first.”

I tug on my bindings. “I can’t.”

Jasper unties my right hand, but instead of letting me go, he wraps the other end around his hand. Shayne follows in his brother’s steps on my left.

Keeping me as their captive, the brothers ease me over Voss. From our knees to the tips of my breasts our skin glides together. Jasper and Shayne both help guide my knees to either side of Voss’ hips. I shudder at the feeling of his massive girth spearing through my drenched folds.

My nails dig into perfectly formed pecs. The warmth of his flesh under my touch is intoxicating.

“Voss.” I whisper with contradicting needs rushing through me. I want him to drive into me, take my virginity already and fuck me so hard I pass out. The expression in his eyes flickers between wanting to deliver on my silent wishes and promising to make it so much better.

“Come here,” he urges and I move higher until his mouth is on mine and his hard length caresses over my throbbing clit. I break away, gasping for air, but stay close enough that our lips are barely separated.

I buck wildly at the jolt of electricity pinging through me. I rock my hips overtop him and immediately gasp as his hot shaft moves through my juices. I do as Shayne instructs and keep Voss from entering my virgin channel, but it’s so hard to resist. Every heartbeat sends a pulse of lust arrowing through me.

Three sets of hands caress, feel and erase all my worries and pains. At least for right now. And that is worth everything in the world to me.

Their touch smears the paint on my body, but I don’t care. I had no idea a few brush strokes and green paint would lead me here. But now that I have these men surrounding me, I wish I could be anyone else in the world but the woman who has to steal from them.

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