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“I’m sorry,” I whisper.

“For what?” Gunner asks, leaning back a bit and lifting my chin.

“I feel like I’m going crazy,” I say. “It’s like I’m not in control of my body.”

“What are you feeling?” he asks.

“Currently? Two giant dicks pressed against me,” I say, and the twins laugh. “I’m not the type to… want. Not since I got trapped in a relationship with Trey.”

“But you… want? Want what?” Gunner asks.

“Please don’t make me say it,” I whine.

“Come on. We already know you are a kinky little thing based on your VelvetBound profile,” Gunner says coolly.

“I want to be fucked… so badly. I don’t know why. It’s consuming my thoughts,” I say.

“Hypersexuality after trauma is a normal reaction to trauma,” Collin says, kissing my shoulder again. He is careful to avoid the bandage, but his lips on my skin make my body forget that I’m in pain.

“I can’t want that with you two,” I say.

“Why not?” Gunner asks.

“Because Oscar…”

“Oscar is your stepbrother who frequently fucks women that look just like you. The same women we are drawn to,” Gunner says bluntly.

“You mean… really?” I ask.

“He’s never openly admitted it, but I think his issue was because he wants you but feels like he can’t have you, so he didn’t want us getting close to you, either. Once he found out about how awful Trey was to you, it’s like he is determined to show you what love should be like,” he explains.

“Oh,” I say. “I don’t know how I feel about that.”

“I mean… would you?” Collin asks.

“What? Fuck Oscar?” I ask. “I mean…”

“That’s not a no,” Gunner points out.

“I’m just self-conscious,” I say. “I didn’t used to be, but I’ve been called horrible names for a long time. Long enough to start believing it. I just can’t imagine a world where any of you would want me.”

“Do you trust us?” Gunner asks.

“Mhmm,” I say. Gunner and Collin work together to take the boxers off me before Collin hooks my leg over his arm and pulls my leg up. I am lying on my side, so it gives them full access to my pussy. “Gunner!” I gasp.

“Eyes on me, Pebbles. I want to see you fall apart,” Gunner says, gently grazing his finger over my clit. I gasp and push myhips forward, and he chuckles. “So needy, Cass. Do you want something?”

“Please,” I pant.

“Please what? What do you need?”

“To come,” I pant. He smiles wickedly before pushing two thick fingers into my pussy, and I moan.

“That’s a good girl, Cassidy. Rock your hips and ride my hand. Show me how much you want to come,” he encourages. When I do, his palm rubs my clit, and I moan again. Collin twirls his fingers over my ass to spread lube around before my rocking motions have his fingers slipping into me.

“F-Fuck,” I moan.

“Have you ever been made to come gently, Cassidy?” Gunner asks.