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There’s a war raging in Kingston’s eyes as he looks down at me, like maybe he wishes it were him touching me. He removes his hand from my breast and collars my throat. His fingers gently squeeze, but I know they are capable of taking my breath away. The thought has me flying high toward the edge of sanity. I shouldn’t like this. But I do.
“Watch what he’s doing to you.” Kingston’s command is rough and gritty, and I immediately obey.
And that’s when Cannon delivers one final smack. To my clit. I exhale sharply.He spanked my clit.I blink, the sensation part blinding pleasure, part unbridled pain.Fuck.I can’t decide if I liked it or not. Breathing heavily, my gaze jumps among the three guys, waiting for them to continue, without a clue as to what to expect next.
Kingston untangles himself from me, a smirk pulling on his lips as I shove myself back and clench my legs together. “Go on back to your room now,” he murmurs, his voice holding a note of disdain.
My brows pinch together, and I’m bewildered by the smug looks on their faces.The fuck?I frown. “Wait, what?” My body is alive and buzzing. And slowly it dawns on me. They did this on purpose. Their expressions—I want to slap the superior smiles off each one of their faces. They think this is funny.
“Done being our little slut for the night?” Kingston gives me a lethal grin as he points toward the door.
“Fuck you. I’m no more a slut than the three of you are.”
He shrugs, holding up his hands. “If you didn’t like that, maybe follow the rules next time. But it sure seemed as if you liked it the entire time you were taking your punishment—the punishment you selected, by the way.” His voice drips with amusement. “That wasn’t our doing.”
Archer crosses his arms in front of him, “I think she liked it and will break the rules on purpose again so she can have more.” He cocks his head to the side, his gaze finding Cannon’s. A smirk tips the silent guy’s lips as he rubs his hand over his face, blue eyes twinkling with mirth. Archer slips his suspenders back up. “You were moaning like a porn star, Elliot. The only difference is the noises you were making weren’t fake.” He wets his lips, shrugging at me much the same way Kingston had.Asshole.As if he wasn’t every bit as out of control as I was with his hand palming a massive erection.
And dammit, my ass stings so badly now that I’m standing, I can’t think of anything else to say other than, “Shut up.”
Cannon’s lips twitch in amusement. And him. He had his fingers all up in my business, looked like he was going to eat me alive… yet this is all a joke to him. To all of them. I’m a joke. And I’m well aware that just because Cannon won’t—refuses to?—vocalize his thoughts doesn’t mean he’s not thinking something crude or vulgar like the other two.
Yeah.I’ve definitely had enough for one night. “Whatever. Have fun dealing with all the hard-ons, boys. Keep in mind, you changed the rules again.” I draw myself up, squaring my shoulders. “You said if I wanted to”—I use air quotes—“‘suck a dick,’ it had to be with one of the three of you. And the three of you would only be having sex with me. Fair enough.” I pause for effect. “Unfortunately, it’s going to be a while before I can sit down, much less ride you. Sorry ’bout your luck. Maybe go fuck each other instead.” I flip my hair over my shoulder, suck up every ounce of strength I have, and head casually for the door.
“How badly do you need to come right now? Is your clit aching?” Kingston’s deep, gravelly voice has me jerking to a stop and looking back over my shoulder. Each of them is kind of terrifying in his own way, but the group as a whole is on another level. Ruthless and intimidating.
There’s nothing I can do to stop my face from flushing. I’m agitated and angry, and yes, my clit throbs like it has its own heartbeat, crying out for the orgasm they promised with their hot touches and burning gazes. I hold my breath.
Kingston’s brow arches. It’s almost like he knows I’m not breathing and wants to torture me by drawing this out. He finally shoots me a dangerous wink. “I shouldn’t have to say this since you’ve signed the legal documents and have been presented as an initiate… but so we’re clear—by staying, you agree to our rules whether you like them or not. Oh, and Elliot? You’re not allowed to come tonight. No fingers. No vibrators. It’s us or nothing.”
It’s all I can do to walk normally from the room in my thong and camisole with my head held high. Fucking jerks.
FIFTEEN
ARCHER
I rubmy hand over my jaw as I consider everything that went down inside this room. Fuck, Elliot’s mad. And I bet she’s physically worked up, too, which probably makes her madder. She’d been so close to toppling right over the edge.
Interesting that she went along with what we were doing. I figured she’d freak the minute things took a turn from the punishment she’d been expecting to…more.Breathing slowly, I prop my hands on top of my head, lacing my fingers together, and fight the urge to race to my room next door to see what the cameras are catching in her room. Seconds seem like minutes as I eye my buddies. “Well, we pissed her off pretty good, didn’t we? Was that the intention?”
“What do you think?” Kingston rubs his hands in front of him, his usual stoic expression returning. Earlier, I’d gotten a glimpse of some actual emotion from him. He hadn’t been unfazed by what happened in this room either. And because I know him, I’m positive he won’t want to discuss it. He may even deny it.
I clear my throat. “The fact that she accepted the consequences of breaking our rules was good. Her first real test. But I think our current objective is to find out if she’s rebellious enough to keep breaking the rules.” My lips quirk into a knowing smile. “I think she is, so we’ll also need to figure out what we should do about it.”
Kingston tugs on his neck with both hands. For a moment, it seems like he’s off in his head somewhere, and I’m unsure he’s going to continue the conversation, but he snaps out of it, nodding. “I think there’s a fifty-fifty chance she won’t be able to keep those fingers of hers from walking south and getting some relief after everything that transpired in here… and definitely because of what didnot.But that’s okay. Let her disobey the direct instruction I gave her. I’m kinda liking messing with her. It’ll only be a matter of time before we discover how much she can take before she breaks.”
Cannon wets his lips as his gaze moves beyond our doorway to Elliot’s room. I bet he fuckin’ wishes he had X-ray vision. Because I have no doubt she’s getting naked in there. Peeling off those arousal-soaked panties. Wiggling out of the lacy black top until her full tits pop out, nipples still erect from our playtime. I see the desire in his eyes. The rising tide of want. He’d like to finish what he started, no doubt.
But that isn’t in the cards today. Not when we’re supposed to be delivering a punishment.
Cannon finally drags his gaze from her door. His brow goes up, and he pulls out his phone, gesturing to us briefly with it before he taps out a message to our group text.
How far are we going?
How far do we push her?
Kingston slides his tongue along his lower lip, eyeing Cannon carefully. “Do you have a problem with what we did?”
He raises his hands palms out, shaking his head. He taps out,
