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Something hard and blunt presses against my entrance. Something foreign.

“Cole!” I struggle.

“Easy now. It’s just a knife. Not even as big as the spice jar.”

The object is pressed harder into me. I feel it push inside me, all hard edges and cold.

“Wait!” I whip my head back and forth again.

“That’s it,” Jayden leans into my ear again. “Fucking beg. Fucking beg for mercy.”

The handle slips in, rough and harsh. Bites of pain course through me, and I suck in a hot breath against the shirt. I clench down, and Cole’s fingers are on my clit again, rubbing circles.

“It hurts,” I gasp.

Suddenly, the shirt is ripped off my head, and Jayden’s masked face is there, leaning down. His eyes are dark and wild. “I want to see those pretty little tears when you break for me. Go on. Cry. It makes me come.”

Cole gently pumps the knife handle in and out of me, pushing up so it grazes my G-spot, and I gasp in pain and pleasure.

I can’t handle what these men are doing to me. The constant swing from fear to hate to exhaustion has me strung out on every emotion possible.

Jayden still has my arms pinned above my head, and he moves his hand until it’s over my bandage. He squeezes, causing another bolt of pain to run through me. I gasp and arch my back, tears immediately filling my eyes.

Jayden bucks his hips up into me and groans.

Pleasure in my clit builds as Cole continues his assault. Their angry, dominating touch fills me with need, and I clench around the knife handle.

“Good girl. Be a nasty thing, and come on my knife.”

I think I’m going to. Jayden gives another harsh press to my cuts.

I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Open, Jo. I want to see you fall apart,” Jayden demands.

Cole slows his pace, dropping me from the edge. I snap my eyes open. He winks at me. “Obey him, and you can come.”

I drop my head back but keep them open, staring up into the twilight.

Cole builds me back up instantly, and Jayden squeezes my wound. He growls, “You’re going to stop running from Cole unless he tells you to. Got it?”

I clench my jaw.

Jayden drops his head to mine, speaking so low into my ear I almost can’t hear him, “He trusted you. Then you ran.” Jayden jerks his hips up into me. “He spent everything he had to find you, and you ran again. Andagain.” Jayden digs his fingers into me and speaks a little louder, “So why don’t you stop being a fucking ungrateful slut and stop. Fucking. Fighting.”

The adrenaline and dopamine swirl in my head immediately, and a pang runs through my heart. Guilt eats at me.

Cole leans over, lifts his mask up, and spits on my clit, rubbing it in with his fingers.

“Now, come,” Jayden demands.

The orgasm rolls over me. Pleasure explodes, and I clench around the knife handle. I come with such intensity that my entire body locks up.

Cole jerks his dick out of his pants and rubs one out over me. He comes with a growl, shooting pearls of cum onto my skin.

“Good.” Jayden gets out from under me. He leans over me, and Cole snaps his hand down to the knife handle that’s still in my pussy, keeping it from Jayden. He works it out gently, reclaiming it.

“Now that that’s handled. We have a situation to take care of.”

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