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“So you all are just going to talk about me like I’m not here?” Cali crosses her arms.
Both men look uncomfortable. I’m uncomfortable. I feel sick. I hate fighting with my men. But if I need to do it to keep them safe, I will.
I say, “Try to keep him quiet, Miles. I have some work to do upstairs. Don’t want to be disturbed by his screams.”
I leave the room, refraining from slamming the door. My body feels hot and heavy. God, I need to hurt someone. Hurt, or fuck.Or both. I want to act on impulse and fuck both my men right there in front of Cali. To show her who really owns them.
But I don’t. Because I don’t react. I won’t give her the satisfaction of another reaction from me. She’ll pay. And she’ll pay soon enough.
I move into my office and shut the door. I try to get to my work. It’s just early enough that the stock market just opened.
I try to focus on my computer, but the data rolling across the screen fades into each other. I’m fucking pissed.
She got to me. How in the fuck did she get to me? The way her hateful little eyes looked up at me made me want to hurt her until she cried and begged me to stop. She’d look so pretty on her knees, covered in blood. She’d taste so sweet on my blade.
My dick hardens.
God fucking damn it.
Images of them fucking her just a bit ago flash in my mind. The way their two powerful bodies almost ate her up completely. The way she stretched painfully to allow both of them in. Her whimpers of pain. The sounds Miles made and the way Sawyer threw his head back in ecstasy.
My dick is so hard it hurts.
I growl and try to focus on my computer again.
God, their cum dripped out both her holes. I wanted to shove their faces in it. Suffocate them in it until they turned purple and begged for forgiveness.
I jerk to my feet. Enough. I refuse to get turned on by this.
She’s nothing but a game. My men will get tired of playing it. So why do I feel like we’re just getting started?
Chapter 51
Cali
Ryder walks out, and I’m left with both men. And Ben. Neither Sawyer nor Miles move for a second.
Rage fills me. Not once did they ask my opinion. I look with disdain at Ben.
Both men look uncomfortable.
“Give me the coals.”
Miles snaps his gaze to me. “What?”
“Give me. The coals,” I grit.
Ben starts thrashing and yelling behind his gag.
“No.” Miles shakes his head and turns away. “This isn’t for you. Ryder is gone. Go upstairs.”
“No.” Adrenaline pumps through me, and I stand my ground. A mix of gratitude, anger, and fear rolls through me all at once.
“Cali!” Miles snaps. “Go upstairs! You don’t have anything to prove to me.”
I turn to Sawyer. He cocks an eyebrow. “Don’t look at me, bunny. I’m all for it, but this is Miley’s hunt.”
“Don’t call me Miley,” Miles snaps.
