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She couldn’t climax. She shouldn’t—

Purposefully coming to stand at her side so she could see him, Aston flipped open the engraved box, and this time he pulled out a bigger butt plug.

She could barely handle the one tearing her down to nothing inside her already. Not when her body was threatening to orgasm, which just completely astonished her.

But her insides clenched hard at the size of the one Aston held in his hands, and that triggering reaction was all her body needed.

Konnor twirled the plug in her butt, igniting raging fires inside her with every slight twist. With his other hand, he slipped his finger between her soaked labia and penetrated just the entrance of her pussy.

Houston reached around her and captured her clit between his fingers.

A burgeoning surge of dark, debased spasms sluiced through her, exposing her to the most elemental form of her being. She orgasmed with such great violence and shame combined that she ended up begging them to release her so she could put the dress on herself because there was no way she could handle them touching her again, with a bigger butt plug or not.

They’d won.

They reduced her to the most primal level her body could go, and then they made her come. There was no going back from that.

With every part of her trembling, she was helped off the bench. Houston brought the dress to her. They weren’t allowing her to clean up or anything else, and she had no say in the matter either.

They slipped the dress over her shoulders and neatened the exquisite fabric down her legs.

Konnor fetched a pair of shoes and her light and sparse makeup case for her.

With her body still quivering and her cheeks flushed from her orgasm, Winter had no choice but to do as she was told. After Konnor slipped on her shoes, she applied some mascara and lipgloss, neatened her hair, and faced them.

She promised herself she wasn’t going to cry when she had every reason and beyond to howl her heart out in tears.

This was the height of cruel dominance, and yet her nipples hadn’t softened in humiliation, and the sleekness between her thighs hadn’t dried up with ignominy.

She was going to destroy her family, and she hadn’t been strong enough to fight them, not when they’d used her body against her.

All those little truths made her hate herself even more.

She was going to dinner with her family to show off her branding that wasn’t there, naked under a dress she’d been forced to wear, her pussy still wet from her shameful climax, and a diamond plug that must have cost a fortune in her butt.

Chapter Nine

Winter stalled for a moment in the back of the limousine. They’d arrived at her parents’ house, and Aston, Konnor, and Houston had already climbed out of the car, and they were now waiting for her. Konnor held his hand out to help her.

She found herself unable to move. Not because there was a gold and diamond plug in her butt or that her butt still stung from Aston’s belt, reminding her of what had happened not moments ago, but because she couldn’t do this anymore.

She wanted out.

She wanted to live a normal life, like a normal person.

Reclaiming her family name was always because of her father. He became obsessed with these secret societies, and he wanted nothing more than to belong in that world like his ancestors before him.

Whenever she asked him why, his answer was always the same because that was who the Creer family was. A Creer-born virgin was the highest honor there was. The father of the Creer virgin was held in even higher esteem. He was admired, revered, and protected.

He was one of them.

Her father wanted recognition and respect from them. But they’d already insulted him once so far, and this would be the second time.

She closed her eyes and sighed, wishing she’d told her parents before that she didn’t have their brand yet and that she was still a virgin, when she had so many chances to do so. Now, they were going to discover all that in the cruelest way possible.

And there was nothing she could do to stop it. They didn’t need to put it in words. She understood it very clearly. She was being given back, and it was just their own twisted sense of cruelty that they were doing it this way in front of everyone her father held in high regard.

And maybe it was time she let her father know it wasn’t going to happen. The fault was hers. A silent sob started to bubble up inside her. She couldn’t imagine the disappointment that would ravage her father’s face and his heart. But she had to make him see that they were not worth it. They were not going to ruin their lives over this.

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