Page 27 of Vicious Intentions
“You’re a fucking bastard.”
All three men obviously thought my words were meant as a compliment, beaming from ear to ear.
“Actually, we are very reasonable men,” Hunter added.
“You expect me to believe that?”
“You have a choice,” Cain continued. “That’s only fair. What will it be, our disobedient pet?”
I had no other choice if I wanted to get out of here. “As long as Kelly and I can leave afterwards, then spank me. I don’t care. But you won’t touch Kelly. You won’t hurt her.”
“Hmm… Should we trust her?” Cristiano asked the others as he moved closer, still cracking the strap as if trying to terrify me.
“Why not? She’s a very nice girl, and we know where she lives. And we have cameras keeping an eye on her every move. Here’s the thing, Sage. As of tonight, we own you. That means you’ll come to us when we call, and you will do as we say, or the deal you just made is off. Is that understood?”
Cain was enjoying every moment of this. If they thought for one minute I’d surrender to them under any circumstances, then he and the rest of them were out of their minds. I’d call my parents, then move us to a hotel until the end of the semester.
“Fine. Agreed.” When I threw out my arm for a handshake, Cain lifted his eyebrows. It was a move he hadn’t expected.
He took a deep breath, the anger I’d seen in him fading slightly. Then he shook my hand, even more surprised my handshake was solid, more like a man’s. An instant shot of electricity tore through both of us, the current red-hot. Suddenly, my mouth was dry, my pulse racing.
Hunter broke the odd connection by yanking out a chair. “I get to go first.” He patted his lap, and I instantly felt like a bad girl. There was no reason, nor did it make any sense. I turned my head, biting my lower lip. The way the thin material of his trousers stretched across his massive thighs was pronounced, but not nearly as much as the cloth over the thick cock between his legs.
He caught my lingering gaze and smiled. Then he beckoned with a single finger, patting his lap a second time. “Come here, little girl.”
Shame tore through me that I’d even agreed to this ridiculous moment. The only justification for losing my mind was that I knew they had some kind of spell over Kelly. They would follow through with their promise if I ignored the deal I’d just made.
I moved closer, realizing both Cain and Cristiano were not so patiently awaiting their turns. The way Cristiano was snapping the strap against his hand had a strange effect on me, my mind foggy as it tried to block out the sound. But the anticipation was exhilarating instead of terrifying.
Hunter pulled me across his lap, yanking my dress up to my waist.
“What are you doing?” I immediately struggled in his hold, almost slipping off his lap. My action pushed his throbbing cock against my stomach, and I gasped.
He jerked me against his chest, holding me in place as he ripped down my panties. He had his arm wrapped around my waist, and when he issued a single hard crack against my bottom, I threw my hand back. Snagging it immediately, he pushed my arm down, digging his fingers into my skin.
“You’re going to remain a fighter. Aren’t you?” There was amusement in his voice instead of anger, the man obviously toying with me. When he brought his hand down several additional times, I sucked in my breath, trying to keep from tearing up.
“Yes!” I hissed, holding the anger deep inside of me. I kicked out my legs, which only added to the friction. My stomach remained in knots, but a crazy sense of desire formed in every cell. Panting, I tried to block out what I was thinking, but with every crack of his hand, both the pain and the wetness between my legs prevented me from doing so.
Hunter issued six in rapid succession, moving from one side to the other. Then he had the audacity to caress my skin, issuing a husky growl. “I think our little pet is wet. What do you boys think?”
No. No. No. I was horrified that my resolve had shattered so quickly.
Cain moved closer, crouching down, his grin practically evil. He rubbed his fingers across my face, then rolled the tips down my back, ever so slowly moving down the crack of my ass. When he eased his hand between my legs, I sucked in my breath. He was just trying to get a reaction.
I promised myself that wasn’t going to happen, yet when he slipped a single finger past my swollen folds, the scent of my desire wafted to my nose. Another moment of mortification tingled every muscle, embarrassment staining my skin. The fact he shouldn’t be touching me made it filthy and sinful, awakening the woman inside.
“Yes, she’s very wet.” Cain practically purred his answer, pumping several times. My body reacted involuntarily, shifting back and forth against Hunter’s thick cock. “And tight. So very tight. Don’t worry, little pet. We will enjoy shackling you just like you so desperately crave. All in due time.”
“You don’t own me.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. You have three masters now. Make no mistake that when we take you, and that will happen, you will learn what pleasure is. When you come the first time, you’ll beg for more, exhausted and overwhelmed with raw ecstasy. And I assure you that it will be the beginning of a beautiful affair. Every hole will be well used, but you’ll crave more, begging the men who own you to continue making you weak.”
“No,” I managed, but the pleasure he was providing was already luring me into a place of surrender.
“Yes, little pet. After we’ve broken you down, we’ll put you together piece by piece. Then we’ll start all over again. As of right now, this very moment, you belong to us.”
His words sent another wave of heat straight to my core.