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“Fuck you!” I rushed out, but the belt bit down twice more in two fiery arcs of blazing agony.

“Would you like to say it again, my feisty mate?” Caelum pressed.

I shook my head quickly. I wasn’t an idiot. Every time the disrespectful phrase fell off my lips, he would use that belt viciously hard.

“Use your words, sweet cheeks,” Ry demanded.

My sweet and gentle mates had checked out this morning, that was for sure. I wasn’t sure who either of them were now, and that was making my core coil with heated arousal.

My fear shouldn’t be turning me on like this. Something was wrong with me. Maybe I’d smoked too much weed, or I’d gone crazy. Either one was looking likely at this point.

“No, sir,” I blurted out.

“That’s more like it,” Caelum purred, and I drew my lower lip between my teeth. I wasn’t going to let him know he was getting to me. I’d take his belt gracefully. Sure, I knew it was going to hurt, but I’d had it before, and I’d survived it.

The sting from the few belt strokes I’d taken already settled over me. I hadn’t cried out with those. I could take a few more.

Certainly they were just trying to get me all hot and heavy before they fucked me.

Holy shit.

They weren’t going to fuck me one at a time. They’d said they were going to claim me together, and that meant two cocks were going inside me at the same time, and that was definitely going to be impossible.

No way, no how.

Not today, not ever.

I wasn’t even going to argue right now. I didn’t have to. My body would tell them that when they didn’t fit. Couldn’t fit. Wouldn’t fit. Sorry, boys.

Caelum laid the belt across my bare cheeks, making me tense at the cool contact of the leather against my skin. I bit my lip a little harder, vowing to be quiet and graceful and as defiant as ever.

I wouldn’t let apuny leather strapget in the way of that.

With a huff, I lifted my hips and smirked in Caelum’s direction.

As a powerplay, I succinctly said as I looked into Caelum’s blue eyes, “Fuck. You.”

I regretted it immediately. I didn’t even know where that had come from; it was stupid.

“Oh, princess. You’re going to regret that,” Caelum warned.

“Makes me want to punish that sassy mouth along with that perfect little ass,” Ry growled, and my stomach clenched.

Yeah, I hadn’t made a wise decision there. I should have just kept my mouth shut and let my pussy get as wet as it wanted, despite the fact that it was insane. But it was too late. I couldn’t take it back.

The belt whipped across my bare cheeks, biting into both of them with a savage sting. Instantly, I released my lower lip as I gasped, taken aback by the overwhelming pain. I could feel the welt rising on my skin, the heat intensifying until it crested so sharply that I sucked in a breath.

The first strikes had been playful, I realized, but that one had been a punishment strike.

My pussy practically quivered with need, and I’d never loathed it more than I did in that moment. I kept my thighs pressed firmly together and willfully ignored the way they slid against one another, slickened with my arousal.

Something was truly wrong with me.

Ry purred in appreciation as Caelum lashed the belt across my bottom again, right below the first. His fingers traced along the rising welt shortly afterwards, soft and tender against theruthlessness of the leather strap. I held my breath and closed my eyes.

I could do this. I would do this.

The belt struck a third time, and my breath hitched in the back of my throat. But my pussy was giving them the green light. They upped it a notch.