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“Use your words,” Landon orders. “Or you get nothing, and you’ll be staying in that position for an hour as punishment.”

“Yes!” I shout. “Yes, yes.”

Kerrington kneels on the couch behind me and presses his groin to my bare ass. “That’s our good girl.”

He peppers hot kisses down my spine and nips both butt cheeks. Then he spreads them obscenely and drags his tongue along my pussy, tasting me. “Better than champagne.” He plunges a finger inside me and pulls it out, sucking it clean. “You’re an addictive little thing, aren’t you, Duchess?”

I don’t know how to respond to that.

He smacks my ass. “Answer me.”

“I’m sorry.”

He runs his hands over my butt again. “Sorry for what?”

“Being addictive.”

“And why would that be something to apologize for?” He spanks me again, but it’s not hard.

“Because… addictions are problems. They’re bad.”

“Are you bad?” He spanks me again before licking my asshole, rimming it with his tongue while he fingers my pussy a little more.

“Maybe,” I whisper with a half groan. Holy shit that feels amazing.

“Maybe we like bad.” He runs his tongue along my tight muscle again, making my toes curl. “Maybe we’ve missed bad.”

I hold my breath, concentrating on my body instead of his words because I’m scared of theemotions that have awakened.

When he shoves two fingers into my pussy, and another in my ass, I freeze completely. His speed alternates between fast and slow and lightning speed. He brings me to the edge over and over until I’m sweating and so tense I could snap.

“Neither of you can come until I tell you differently,” he barks.

Landon groans. I suck in a harsh breath and hold it.

“Nowbeg, Duchess.” Kerrington’s fingers are pure torture inside me. It’s the best worst thing I’ve ever felt.

I love it.

“Please.” I suck in another harsh breath. “Please let me come. I need to.”

He picks up speed. “Beg harder.”

“Please!” My thighs shake and fingers dig into the back of the sofa. “Please, I have to come. I… I can’t hold it anymore.”

Landon groans louder, and I can hear him jerking off. The sound of him pleasuring himself has me reeling. I look over my shoulder so I can watch, but Kerrington blocks my view. “Turn around, Duchess. You have to earn the right to watch him.”

I’m going to be sick. Nausea swirls in my belly and stars dance in my vision. “Goddamnit, Kerrington, let me come.Now!”

His speed shifts to a slower one, and I nearlyexplode with frustration.

“You’ve missed us, haven’t you?”

“I’m not feeding your ego,” I grit out. “Let me come.”

Landon groans again, louder. “Kerr, I’m too close.”

“Stop touching yourself then.”

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