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“Get on your knees, Duchess.”

Even with Landon still towel drying her hair, she obeys me.

It’s fucking scary.

We loom over her like two wolves playing with a trapped bunny.

“What should we have her do now, Trick?”

“Crawl.” His voice is deep and gravelly. Thick. He only ever sounds like that when he’s extremely aroused.

“Good idea,” I say with a smile. “Crawl, Duchess. Out of this bathroom, and into the living room. When you get to the pile of toys we bought you, stop and kneel with your hands in your lap.”

She looks like a cat prowling towards dinner. So much of her body is exposed for our enjoyment that my dick is painfully hard. Landon follows her out first, and I come up behind him.

“Strip and sit across from me, Trick,” I growl against his ear.

Landon does as I command, and I ease onto of one the sofas with my dick standing upright and throbbing.

Landon stalks over and sits down across from me, confusion and intrigue dancing on hisface.

“Duchess, crawl over to him and lay across his lap with your ass up.”

Time to get some answers.

Chapter 12

Nicole

I have no clue what they’re up to, and I don’t even care. Once I stretch across Landon’s lap, I’m already too far gone mentally to give a shit about anything other than feeling these men touch my body.

I’m not sure what that says about me.

How do I go from a lioness in the boardroom to a kitten in the bedroom?

On our way home from the sex shop, we discussed safety precautions and a few expectations, along with the standard stuff like “teapot” being my safe word, that all three of us are still clean, and I still have my IUD. Oh, and I reiterated that I just want to get fucked into oblivion for a week.

What I didn’t say was that once this week is over, I will have to kiss these two heartthrobs goodbye for good. Being with them now is dangerous enough as it is. I’m never going to recover. I just hope the damage they do, and memories we make, will be enough for me to survive on for the rest of my miserable life.

Landon runs his hand along my bare ass, making me relax.

“Why did you ghost us?” Kerrington asks from across the living room.

“That’s none of your business,” I snap, suddenly angry.

Smack!My ass immediately stings from the spanking Landon gives me.

“Let’s try again.” Kerrington leans forward. “Why did you ghost us?”

I bite my lip, unwilling to answer.

Smack! Smack!

“They will double every time you don’t give us what we want,” Landon warns. “Think this sweet ass can handle four more?”

Probably, but I’m not ready to find out.

“Why does it matter?” I ask.

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