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By the time I come, I am so out of it that I struggle to swallow when Ryan comes down my throat. I manage to eventually, after nearly drowning myself on his come. Another orgasm builds, and as soon as it breaks, the world goes black.

Thirteen

Eliza

I wake to gentlekisses on my face, and I groan. They continue until I drag my eyes open and see Julian smiling at me. “Morning,” he says happily. I look around, confused, and he grins. “You okay?”

“The sun is up,” I mutter.

“Mhmm.”

“We are home…” I continue.

“Indeed, we are.”

“I passed out. Didn’t I?” I ask.

“You sure did. Enjoy your nap? It’s nearly lunchtime,” he says. My eyes go wide, and I sit up to see Ryan and Calder smiling at me.

“Damn,” I say. “I did. Why the fuck did I sleep for so long?”

“You kinda blacked out for a while, but you were snoring by the time we got here,” Calder says.

“We need to tell you something before you open your phone and see it,” Julian says. “I’m really going to need you to trust our word on this.”

“Okay?” I say slowly.

“Troy texted a video to your number. It is a fake video of us fucking Erica when we were at her club,” Calder says carefully.

“Uhm… what?” I ask.

“It’s an AI video. It’s computer generated,” Ryan says. I can confirm the video is fake because I have fucked Erica, and she has tattoos under her clothes.”

“Also, we asked her to come by and talk to you to give you reassurance,” Julian says.

“We weren’t dating at the time. It’s not like it…”

“Itdoesmatter,” Julian says. “It looks creepily real, and we do not want you to even think you can’t trust us.”

“Can I see it?” I ask.

“If you really want to,” Julian says hesitantly. I can tell he doesn’t want me to see, but I have to. I have to understand exactly what he is trying to convince me of. Calder hands me my old phone, and I power it on. Once it comes to life, I navigate to my messages and open the video. Right away, anger floods my mind when I see a very convincing video of Erica straddling Calder, riding his dick, while Julian fucks her from behind. Everything sounds so fucking real, down to their voices. I abruptly throw my phone across the room, and it smashes against the wall. The sounds of my men fucking her stop, and I cover my face with my hands when I feel tears welling up. Julian wraps me in a hug before pulling me into his lap as I start to cry.

I don’t know what hurts worse: the fact that if they had not warned me, I would have believed it, or that Troy is so fucking insistent on breaking us apart that he would do this. I feel like I will never get him to leave me alone. I just want to be happy, but he just wants to wear me down until I break.

“I’m so sorry, Eliza,” Julian mutters into my hair.

“Why won’t he just leave me alone?”I yell through broken cries. “I just want him to leave me alone.”

“I know, baby. I know,” he says softly. I pull back a bit, and he holds my face between his hands. “What can we do right now for you? How can we help?”

“Fuck me,” I sniff. “Remind me who I belong to.”

His lips crash against mine, and a feverish need sweeps over me. He breaks away to lie back and get his pants down as Ryan and Calder pull at my clothes. When he grabs my hips to put me on top of him, I gasp loudly when I am abruptly slammed down on his cock.

“Fuck!” I choke out when Julian plants his feet on the mattress to lift his hips up. Gaining the leverage he needs, he holds tightly to my hips as he violently fucks me from below. I can’t even draw a breath in between the screams and moans he is dragging out of me. I have my hands on his chest to keep a bit of stability, but all of that is pulled away when Ryan moves to kneel behind me. He grabs hold of my arms just above my elbow before surging into my ass. It’s as though the world has disappeared the moment he enters me, and the only thing that slips through is Calder roughly grabbing me by the hair and pushing his cock down my throat. Ryan and Julian are alternating strokes while Calder is being as rough as possible. They all reach and maintain a speed that is both unrelenting and blissful. It’s like my body was fucking made for them for this deliciously feigned abuse.

The only sounds that I can manage are whimpers and quiet moans through the ruthlessness that Calder is bestowing upon me. After countless orgasms, they each start to come, and I am forced to take every drop of them.