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Story: Bad Little Puck Bunny

I step back, breaking the contact between us, and in one swift motion, I yank the wet shirt over my head. The fabric is cool against my skin for a second before I toss it aside.

I glance back at Eli, still standing there, his expression unreadable but the tension in his eyes obvious. His hands are clenched at his sides, but he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t make a move.

The room seems to close in around us as I step toward him, my chest still heaving from the adrenaline.

“So, Eli,” I say, my voice low but deliberate. “You just gonna stand there and watch, or are you actually participating in this little game?”

His eyes flash with something dangerous, but he doesn’t respond right away, just watching me with that dark, calculating stare. He’s not going to give me the satisfaction of an immediate answer, but I don’t care. I need him to say something to break this fucking tension before it consumes me completely.

Sienna’s gaze flicks from me to Eli, and I can see the uncertainty in her eyes, the silent struggle going on in her head. But she doesn’t speak.

Sienna’s fingers twitch slightly at her sides, and she looks up at me, her eyes flicking to Eli for just a split second before returning to me. That unspoken and heavy look makes my chest tighten.

Eli stands there like a statue, but there’s something darker in his eyes now. Something raw. But still, he doesn’t move, doesn’t break his silence, and I can feel the weight of his restraint, like he’s barely holding himself back. The air hums with anticipation.

I take another step toward him, my voice cold as ice. “Well, Eli?” I taunt, the words dripping with a challenge. “I’m going to ask you again. She asked me to join, so don’t stand here and fucking pout. I’ll let you go first like I promised, so are you planning to just stand there, or are you going to do something?”

The muscles in his jaw twitch, his lips pressing into a hard line. The tension in the room is unbearable, like a rope pulling tight, ready to snap. He takes a slow breath, and for a moment, it seems like he’s debating, calculating the consequences of whatever move he makes next.

But then, he steps forward.

Sienna’s eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t move, doesn’t say a word.

Eli’s presence is overwhelming as he closes the distance between us. I can feel the heat radiating off him, a powerful force that’s impossible to ignore. His gaze shifts from me to Sienna, and for the first time, there’s something softer in his expression—just a flicker, but enough to make my gut twist.

“You want me to participate, Caleb?” The words are sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade. But underneath it, there’s a dark edge of amusement, like he’s watching something he’s wanted for a long time finally unfold.

His gaze flicks back to me, and this time, I don’t back down. I meet his stare with equal intensity, the unspoken challenge hanging between us.

Then Eli glances down at Sienna, his voice softening just slightly. “You sure about this, Sie?” He says her name like it means something more than the rest of this mess.

Sienna doesn’t respond immediately, but her eyes flicker with amusement. I know she’s caught between us, standing on the edge of something far too dangerous to back away from now.

And then, just like that, the dam breaks.

Sienna moves closer to Eli and kisses him deeply. Their tongues dance and my dick hardens at the sight. Eli holds her head, fucking her mouth with his tongue.

Fuck yeah.

I am staying for the wholefuckingride.

Chapter 24

I am not sure who undresses me, but within minutes, I am lay on the sofa completely bare.

Then I watch in excitement as Caleb kneels in front of me, his cock, thick and beading precum at the top. He looks thicker than Eli.

My inside clench at the thought of having both of them inside me.

“So damn wet already,” Eli says before smirking down at me.

Heat floods my cheeks, my whole body strung tight as Caleb’s grip presses into my thighs, spreading me wide. My breath stutters, a messy, desperate sound.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, dragging his fingers along my inner thigh, stopping just short of where I need him. “So fucking eager.”

I want to hide. I want to close my legs, but Eli’s hand is there, firm against my knee, keeping me open. His voice is a quiet command. “Let him see all of you.”

I whimper, my head tipping back, but Caleb grips my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. “Nah, bunny. Eyes on me.”