Page 109 of Ecstasy
“There you go,” Eli says in that same quiet voice. “You don’t need to be careful. Treat her like the slut that she is.”
“This is what you really want?” Alex snarls in my ear. “You want us both to fuck you?” Without waiting for an answer, he shoves me down, toward the floor, but his arm is still wrapped around me, so I don’t fall. He goes down with me.
Eli moves out of the way, and I’m at his feet.
Alex’s knee is in my back, my face pressed against the side of the cold, wooden floor.
“Fucking answer me.”
I swallow down my nerves. Because Ido want it.
“Yes,” I whisper, my lips moving against the floor. “Yes.”
Alex’s knee digs in harder against my spine and I wince. His fingers tighten in my hair as he leans over me, his mouth inches from mine. “You’re a fucking whore, Zara. After tonight, I’m done with you.”
My heart cracks with those words. Are they true? Is this still part of the game? Does he mean it? But I don’t want to stop. Whatever this is, I don’t want to end it.
Because I want them.
He moves his knee from my back and I almost exhale a sigh of relief. Maybe he’ll actuallyenjoythis. Maybe it isn’t a punishment.
But then he yanks me by my hair, forces me to my hands and knees.
“Arch your back.”
I do, the column on my throat stretched taut as he holds my hair back. His hand goes to my inner thigh, and warmth heats up along my core, even as he spreads my legs wider, roughly.
Exposing me.
To him,andEli.
He runs his hand over my pussy. “You’re disgusting,” he says to me, rubbing my own wetness over my thigh. “Fucking disgusting, princess. Don’t move.”
He pulls back, the absence of anyone’s touch while I’m on my hands and knees nearly humiliating.
Eli moves to stand in front of me, but from this angle, I can’t see his face.
“Get on the bed,” he says.
“No,” Alex counters, “you said it yourself. She’s a fucking whore. She deserves to get fucked on the floor.”
My heart is pounding erratically in my chest, my eyes on the floor. I’m torn between wanting to get up and end this and wanting them to hurry the fuck up because I’m still desperate forsomeone’stouch.
Eli leans down, extends his hand to me.
I look up, meeting his eyes.
“She’sourwhore. Besides, you say the word like it’s a bad thing.” He looks past me as I take his hand. “She’s about to make both of us feel really fucking good. Show some goddamn respect.”
They’re making my head spin, this hot and cold, good cop, bad cop shit. And the molly I took in the bathroom seems to be working its way into my head, because I don’t care.
I just want them.
Eli pulls me to my feet and wraps a possessive arm around my back. “You ever done this before, baby girl?”
I shake my head, my palms on his chest as he holds me close, looking into my eyes.Like he sees me.
“She doesn’t need a step-by-step manual,” Alex growls behind me. “Hurry the fuck up.”
