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Story: Bad Little Puck Bunny

“Should I ask him?” she says to Eli.

Ask me what? What are these two planning?

“Ask him what?” Eli asks.

Her eyes meet mine. “Don’t just watch, join us.”

The words, out of nowhere, make me pause. Eli’s face, still set in that quiet, controlled way, looks at me with anger like this wasn’t his idea at all. But it doesn’t matter. This is what she wants? Then I’m joining.

I stare at Eli, then back to Sienna. My eyes glance down her body as I laugh bubbles from my chest.

She doesn’t back down. Her eyes hold mine.

“You’ve never had a three-some?” she taunts.

The words hang in the air for a long second as we remain still. There’s something about the way Eli is looking at me like I somehow set this up. I don’t know how serious she is, but I sure as hell don’t want to miss out on it.

Sienna shifts her weight, her arms still crossed over her chest.

Eli’s gaze flicks from me to Sienna and back again. He doesn’t say a word, but I can feel the tension crackling between us. The silent understanding that this is where it’s headed. There’s no turning back.

I move, slower now, the air thick with anticipation. My hands hover near Sienna, unsure, as if I’m waiting for her to stop me. But to my surprise, she doesn’t. She sits still, her body warm and solid, and for a moment, the world feels like it’s just the three of us.

“You’re not in charge here, Caleb,” she mutters, her voice a little too calm for the storm brewing inside me.

“Maybe not,” I admit, but I don’t step back. “But I don’t give a shit. I’m here, and I’m not leaving without getting what I want.”

She raises an eyebrow, a challenging smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. “And what exactly is that?”

I take another step closer, my hand brushing against hers as I move past her. “Control,” I mutter, feeling the weight of my own words. “Maybe that’s what I need right now.”

I move around her, positioning myself in front of Eli. The tension between us is thick, like we’re on the verge of something too dangerous to touch.

Sienna quickly stands.

“Don’t push me, Caleb,” Eli warns, his voice low, but I don’t listen.

“I don’t plan to,” I reply, my gaze flicking back to Sienna. “But I won’t back down.”

There’s a fire in her eyes now, and for a split second, it feels like we’re about to explode. But instead of stepping away, she leans into me, her body warm against mine, and it catches me off guard. Her breath hitches, just for a moment, before she says, “Do it then.”

I don’t hesitate. The heat between us is too much, and as much as I want to fight it, I can’t. She has much more fire than I gave her credit for. Maybe I might like this girl after all. I pull her closer, her body presses up against mine, and she doesn’t pull away.

Eli stands back, watching, silent but tense, like a dam ready to burst. His gaze on me is almost predatory, and I know he’s just waiting for me to break.

But this isn’t about just him. It’s about all of us. Me and Sienna. Andhim.

I grip her chin gently, tilting her face up to mine, and before she can say anything more, I kiss her. It’s a sharp, hard kiss, but it’s not angry. It’s desperate, like I need her to understand. Like I need her to feel everything that’s been building between us.

She doesn’t pull away. Instead, she kisses me back, her fingers curling into my shirt. The world disappears around us, and it’s just the two of us, tangled in this mess of emotions, confusion, and desire.

When I pull back, we’re both breathing heavy. Her lips are red and swollen, and her chest rises and falls rapidly.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly, matching my own frantic heartbeat.

With one hand still resting lightly on her chin, I glance down at her, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. “You’re not running from this, are you?”

She doesn’t answer, her eyes narrowed with that fire I can’t seem to ignore.