Page 121 of The Heart

Before following his orders, I decide to tuck the one strand of hair that came loose from his bun behind his ear.

He scowls at me, then raises an eyebrow at my men.

“I know. She’s not very good at following orders,” Sebastian states.

“Interesting,”Colton says, and the way he says it has my insides clenching, wondering what he plans to do about that.

I sit down in the folding chair, letting out a gasp when the cold metal is pressed against my bare ass. I press my knees together as Colton sits in the chair in front of me. He studies me for a moment, then smiles slowly, glancing at the two men behind me.

“I need your back, beautiful. Turn around and straddle it.” He points to the chair.

“Can’t we just turn the chair around?” I ask.

The synchronized“No”coming from the men behind me answers that question.

I take a deep breath, then stand, turning to face my men who are all fucking smiles. They just love seeing how much they can get away with when it comes to me, and I’m always happy to rise to the challenge.

I hold their gazes, then straddle the chair, sitting down and trying not to wince from the parts of me that are now touching the chilly surface. Leaving me spread wide-fucking-open for their viewing pleasure.

The looks on their faces and the way they’re all breathing, tell me exactly how much they’re enjoying this. I guess that makes it worth it.

I gasp a little when Colton’s hands press me forward in the chair and my breasts are pressed up against the metal. I cross my arms over the back of it.

“How long is this going to take?” I ask the man behind me, feeling the tip of the marker against my skin.

“Maybe twenty minutes.”

I let out an exasperated breath, glaring at the two men who are fucking smirking at me.

It doesn’t help the situation that Sebastian is shirtless right now. Or that the man behind me is wearing Luke’s sweatpants.

Or that Luke… well, Luke’s just fucking gorgeous all the time, no matter what he’s wearing.

Or not wearing.

Fuck.I have to keep my thoughts under control, because there will be absolutely no hiding my arousal while my pussy is spread out like this, and I’m already wet.

“You ready?” Colton asks, turning on the machine.

“Yes,” I breathe out, but my body goes rigid.

“Relax, sweet thing. Tensing will only make it hurt more,” Sebastian says.

Well that makes me fucking panic.

They must notice, because Luke glares at Sebastian as they both hop off the table and Colton switches the machine off.

“Stand up, sugar,” Sebastian says softly.

“But–” I start to say, Luke offers his hand out to me rather than answering. I take it, and he helps me up so Sebastian can sit in the chair. He smiles up at me, then pats his thigh.

I smile back, grateful, then settle back down on his lap, straddling him instead of the cold chair. His sweatpants are soft against my skin and he’s shirtless. I immediately cuddle into him and he wraps his arms around me until my panic subsides.

When he lets me go, Luke is there, taking a knee beside us. I look into those light blue eyes, how his blond hair is disheveled and falling over his forehead, how his lips smirk up in a smile.

He leans in, brushing the sweetest kiss against my lips.

“Relax, we’re right here. We’reallright here,” he says, and I do. The combination of his words, Sebastian’s touch and Colton’s presence helps me relax.

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