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Both of them let out a groan in unison as they demolished my holes. They were back to being rough with me now. I gagged on Wyatt’s dick, looking up at him with dreamy eyes, cumming in seconds around Dominic.

“Poor girl can’t take her mouth and her cunt being used at the same time. All that schooling just for cock to turn her into a brainless cock-hungry slut,” Aiden laughed, playfully shaking his head at how easily I came.

I watched in a trance as Aiden stood next to Wyatt and pulled his own dick out in front of me. My eyes rounded, salivating at the sight of the two standing over me, cocks hard for me, and Dominic making a mess of my dripping pussy.

“Aw, look at her. So much cock, and it’s all yours, Babydoll,” Aiden chimed.

Jerking Wyatt off, I took Aiden into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his tip before pushing him down my throat. I was in heaven, blissfully watching them watch me go back and forth between sucking and jerking them off. I’d lost track of how many times I came, too caught up in them to focus on myself.

It wasn’t until my legs gave out and Dominic had to hold me up that I gained back a sliver of a brain. “Had enough yet, Darling?” He asked, slowing his pace.

“Hmm?” I hummed in confusion. “Are you done?” I panted over my shoulder at him, noticing how wet my back felt suddenly.

Dominic shared an amused look with my other two professors. “About thirty minutes ago, remember? You begged me to keep going,” he said.

“You came?”

“Twice. So did Wyatt,” he chuckled, wet droplets falling from his hair.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you have a kink for fucking in the rain,” Aiden teased.

Dominic pulled out of me, holding me by my shoulder as I straightened. My back popped a few times. My limbs felt heavy, and the brain fog was intense. The four of us were soaked to the bone. “Where’s Niko?” I asked.

“He left a long time ago. He told you he’s making dinner...” Wyatt widened his eyes. “You know, it’s a little alarming how fucked out you get,” he and Aiden shook their heads in unison.

“Oh,” I panted absentmindedly. I faintly remember that, but it felt like remembering a distant dream that I couldn’t quite grasp. “I’m tired,” I deadpanned, leaning against Dominic.

He scooped me up into his arms, walking out of the woods with Aiden and Wyatt flanking us. “How about a bath and a nap?” Wyatt suggested, picking a leaf out of my hair.

“Mhm, before I have to go to... the... whatever I said earlier,” I waved my hand absentmindedly. I rested my head against Dominic’s chest.

“Volleyball practice,” Aiden reminded, an edge to his tone.

I promised myself that would be the last lie I ever told them.

Stepping out onto the front porch, I locked eyes with Aiden and momentarily froze. He was leaning against the front of my car with omniscient, concerned eyes. His hands were tucked into the front pockets of his sweatpants. One leg was straight, the other with his foot against the fender.

Intimidated by his seemingly knowing presence, I ambled up to him. I stood in front of him, waiting for him to speak. Ever since I’d known the man, it was obvious he could read every room, person, and situation like a book. Not just any book—his favorite book. Looking at him now, I could tell that Aiden had seen right through me. I didn’t dare speak first.

He’d been off since we returned from the woods a few hours ago. Since then, we’d taken a bath, ate soup, and napped. I dressed in a black button-down and a new tennis skirt. It’d been a cozy afternoon, but somehow, like always, he figured me out.

Electric eyes burning through my own, he tilted his head to the side before he spoke. “Do you have something you’d like to tell me?” He asked.

So much. There was so much I needed to tell all of them. Information, secrets, and threats I should have told them long ago. I wanted to blurt out what Charles had planned to do. If I told Aiden now, he wouldn’t let me go. As much as I wanted to be honest, I needed to see Charles tonight. I nodded. “Yes.”

He didn’t waver at my answer. “I know. Babydoll, you’ve been off for the past few weeks, and I know it’s not because you’re worried about graduation.” His eyes softened as he removed his hands from his pockets and stepped towards me. “I don’t know why you’re lying about where you’re going, but you know that you can tell me anything. You can tell us anything, Odette.”

A lump sat in my throat as I blinked at him. “I know I can,” I whispered. “And I will,” I promised. “But I need to do something first.”

Deep in thought, he took a breath. “I rarely get bad feelings, but everything in me is screaming not to let you go,” he said. “If you’re planning on seeing Charles, I won’t allow you to go alone,” he ordered.

Aiden was slowly putting the pieces together as we spoke. The more I reacted, the more I said, the more he learned.

Taking his hand in mine, I placed a kiss on his cold hand. “Aiden, I promise I will tell you everything tonight. I need you to trust me, okay? I’m a hypocrite for asking that because I haven’t been honest,” I admitted, my voice cracking as the lump grew.

With his hand still wrapped in mine, his other hand cupped my cheek, stroking it with his thumb. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his hands on me. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t tie you up to keep you away from that man. Why I shouldn’t make you tell me what’s been going on in that pretty little head of yours...”

There was only one answer I could possibly give him. He had every right to ask me to stay, knowing what Charles allowed to happen to me as a kid. He had every right to press me for details about my honesty—or lack of it.

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