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Why…fuck…. Why can’t I just be happy for a little longer? Being their toy means giving them both a gift.I’ma gift. And the exchange between us is even and valid. We’re all getting something great out of this dynamic. Temporarily, yes, but it’s still real.

And it’ll have to be enough to last me forever.

So, I keep the earrings in. I brush my goddamn teeth. I shower and pull on a robe. Then I open the door to face my demons head on.

Chapter 16

Landon

“I’ve fucked up.”

“No, you haven’t.” Kerrington sits on the edge of the bed. “She’s just going through something we don’t understand.”

“Did you see her face? She’s ashamed.”

“We’ll help her work through it.”

“Some things can’t be solved in a week. This is one of them, Kerr.” But what other choice do we have? She’s put a time limit on us, for fuck’s sake. “I thought the earrings were a perfect compromise. Instead, I’ve made her feel cheap.”

“You did no such thing.” Kerrington climbs out of the bed and pulls his pants up. “If anything, I did. She sucked my dick and then…” His words fade into silence. “The earrings were perfect. You’re right. She needs a way to signal us when she wants something and when she doesn’t. I can’t bear the thought of using her like a whore twenty-four-seven.”

“Same.” But then something occurs to me.Shit. “What if that’s whatshewants, though?” Closing the space between us, I drop my voice toa whisper. “What if that’s all she wants from us? To be used up like a whore?”

My dick hardens at the thought.

Jesus fucking Christ, I need to get a grip. What’s wrong with me?

Before we can discuss it further, the bathroom door swings open, and Nicole steps out in a bathrobe that’s too big and her hair wet and dripping.

But her earrings are still in.

And if my dick dares to leap for joy about it, I might just cut it off.

“Sit,” Kerrington says, going into Dom mode immediately.

Our Duchess saunters over to the bed and plops down. I’m momentarily shocked speechless as she stares at up at him, waiting for his next command.

Making my way over to her, I keep my tone level and stern, because she has two Doms at her beck and call. “Talk to us.”

“About what?”

“You know what, Duchess.” Kneeling, I gently spread her thighs with my hands. “Answer us. Good girls get rewarded, remember? Are you going to be our good girl?”

“Or our nasty little whore?” Kerrington adds.

Nicole licks her lips, likely trying to figure out the answer she thinks we want to hear.

“You can be both,” I say, untying her robe.

She scoffs. “How can I be both?”

This woman has a lot to learn about love. “We’ll teach you.”

“You being Duchess means you’reours.” Kerrington inches closer. “Ours to take care of. Ours to love and protect.”

Her eyes widen with what looks like fear and worry. “You mean I’m yours to fuck.”

“Wrong.” I slap her pussy.

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