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Nicole

I have no clue what they’re up to, and I don’t even care. Once I stretch across Landon’s lap, I’m already too far gone mentally to give a shit about anything other than feeling these men touch my body.

I’m not sure what that says about me.

How do I go from a lioness in the boardroom to a kitten in the bedroom?

On our way home from the sex shop, we discussed safety precautions and a few expectations, along with the standard stuff like “teapot” being my safe word, that all three of us are still clean, and I still have my IUD. Oh, and I reiterated that I just want to get fucked into oblivion for a week.

What I didn’t say was that once this week is over, I will have to kiss these two heartthrobs goodbye for good. Being with them now is dangerous enough as it is. I’m never going to recover. I just hope the damage they do, and memories we make, will be enough for me to survive on for the rest of my miserable life .

Landon runs his hand along my bare ass, making me relax.

“Why did you ghost us?” Kerrington asks from across the living room.

“That’s none of your business,” I snap, suddenly angry.

Smack! My ass immediately stings from the spanking Landon gives me.

“Let’s try again.” Kerrington leans forward. “Why did you ghost us?”

I bite my lip, unwilling to answer.

Smack! Smack!

“They will double every time you don’t give us what we want,” Landon warns. “Think this sweet ass can handle four more?”

Probably, but I’m not ready to find out.

“Why does it matter?” I ask.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

My head spins from the painful pleasure those spanks bring me, and I grind against his lap when he soothes the burn with his palm.

Fine. I’ll confess. “I was embarrassed.”

“Good girl,” Landon coos.

“Why?”

I swallow the saliva building in my mouth before answering Kerrington’s question. “Because I… let myself go that night.”

Landon’s hand slides between my thighs, probing my pussy, teasing it. “And that’s a problem, how?”

I can’t think straight with his fingers inside me like this. Especially paired with the burning of ass cheeks still going strong.

“I…” Fucking hell, this feels so good. “I don’t know.”

“Do you like being our Duchess?” Kerrington asks while Landon fingers me slowly.

I groan with need and close my eyes to relish it.

Smack!

Eyes flying open, I yelp and try to get off of his lap. Landon’s arms bracket me in place, holding me down. “Be a good girl and you won’t get spanked.” He shoves his finger back into me.

I could use my safe word. End this right now. But I won’t.

What does that say about me?

“Every answer you give us earns you a reward, Duchess.” Kerrington strokes his fat cock in front of me. He’s not jerking off. He’s caressing it, calmly.

My mind drifts to how I sucked on the head of Landon’s soft dick earlier. I used it like a pacifier, which calmed me and that makes shame heat my face.

I don’t like myself.

But I do like rewards.

I relax a little on Landon’s lap. “I love being your Duchess.”

“Why?” Landon asks.

“Because I feel better that way. I don’t have to think. I just do what I’m told. ”

“You like being our good girl.” Landon pushes another finger inside me. He twists them around, hitting pleasure points I can’t for myself. “There we go,” he coos. “Goddamn she’s so wet, Kerr.”

My gaze floats over to Kerrington again, and I hold his stare.

He stands slowly and walks over to our pile of toys, plucking a package off the floor. It’s a remote-controlled butt plug.

“That’s for Trick,” I say quickly.

“I bought multiple.” Kerrington unwraps the damn thing and I see it’s pink. Next, he grabs a bottle of lube.

“If you don’t like it, we’ll stop immediately.” Landon says. “What’s your safe word, Duchess?”

I sigh in relief at the mere mention of my honorific. “Teapot.”

“Good girl.” Landon fingers me deeper, making my body turn to putty in his lap.

I watch the reflection in the window as Kerrington hands the butt plug over to Landon. Then Kerrington spreads my ass cheeks and Landon probes my tight ring of muscle while he continues to finger me with his other hand.

“Relax, baby,” Kerrington’s tone is so soft. “Just like last time.”

Last time was Kerrington’s dick in my ass. I still get off remembering how good it felt. I’d never done anal before and they worked me open so well, I could take everything they gave me. Even if it hurt to walk the next day.

I’d love to take more of them this time.

Landon eases the plug inside me, twisting and plunging it in and out a little more each time. “That’s it, you’re doing so good, Duchess.”

His praise makes me melt, and it doesn’t take long for him to work the small object inside me. Once it’s seated, I remain draped across his lap, and wiggle my butt, getting used to it.

“How does it feel, baby?”

I look up at Kerrington and smile. “Nice.”

He clicks a button on the remote and the plug buzzes inside me.

My fucking eyes cross.

“Oh my god,” I whimper, burying my face in the couch cushion.

Landon fingers me a little faster. “Feels even better now, huh?”

“Yes.” My body heats. “Fuck yes.”

“Good.” He works me over, making my body tense and relax, tense and relax.

“Why haven’t you been eating?”

Kerrington’s question throws me off track. “What?”

Smack !

Saliva floods my mouth, and I can’t tell if it’s from pain or pleasure, but my lower half coils with an impending vicious orgasm.

Fuck, what did he ask me? Oh yeah. “I’ve been too busy. ”

Smack! Smack !

“Oh my god! I answered your question!”

“I know,” Landon says. “That’s for not taking care of yourself and making sure your needs are met.”

I want to cry. And there’s no way I’ll tell them the real reason I’ve deteriorated. I’m embarrassed that I look so unhealthy lately and don’t have the strength to care about it anymore. My fucking roots are showing, for fuck’s sake!

The buzzing in my ass increases.

All my brain cells vacate and the only thing I can do is grind like a mindless animal in heat against Landon's lap. Sweat blooms down my body. I feel lightheaded.

“Eyes on me, Duchess.”

It takes a lot to lock gazes with Kerrington. When I do, I swear he sees through me, and I don’t know what to do about it. But I don’t want this pleasure to end, so I’ll take the questions and answer them.

Anything for this release.

“Why aren’t you taking care of yourself, Duchess?”

My orgasm is so close. Sooo. Fucking. Close. I focus on the pleasure, chasing my release, desperate for it.

And everything stops.

No buzzing. No fingering. No spanking or caressing.

Gone. It’s all gone .

My heart stumbles and I gasp for air. Too many mixed emotions fly out of me at once and I scream. “ Make me come !”

Kerrington shakes his head. “Not yet. Earn it, Nicole.”

Hearing my real name is like being doused with ice water. I climb out of Landon’s lap, ready to commit murder.

The buzzing in my ass starts up again, and my legs give out. Slamming to the floor, I groan and try to collect my scattered thoughts. I just want to be blown apart. I need to be messy and numb. Gone. Desperate, I crawl over to the boxes of toys and rip open the one with the rabbit. I’m so wet, it’s easy to push it inside me. The batteries aren’t in it, so the vibration doesn’t work.

I don’t care. Fucking myself harder with it, I clench my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut.

Landon leans forward, his elbows on his knees, and he arches his brow at me. “Don’t you dare come yet, Duchess.”

His tone makes me freeze and an awful animalistic sound rips from my throat.

I can’t imagine what I must look like right now. On the floor. Naked. Sweaty. Bright red handprints all over my plugged-up ass. Arousal slick on my thighs. My cunt stuffed with a purple rabbit fresh out of a box.

I need…

“Help,” I squeak as the tears finally flow. My head drops and I cry so hard, I don’t even hear them approach me.

“Shh,” Landon lifts me up, and the rabbit falls to the floor. The buzzing stops in my ass next. “We’ve got you, Nicole.”

“Don’t say my name,” I sob.

My real name means the scene is over and I can’t let this be over.

“Trick, please,” I cling to him, my grip stretching out his shirt.

“Jesus Christ,” he whispers. Then he looks over at Kerrington, and that makes me feel worse.

“I ran that morning because I can’t have you both. And I’ve lost weight because I can’t eat. I’ve worked myself into the ground, and all I do is… all I can think about is…” My heart’s hammering so hard it hurts to breathe. “I just want this for a little longer. Please. I know I have no right to ask, and I’m sorry, but I need this.”

Landon’s blue eyes turn glassy and his brow furrows. “You need what exactly?”

“You,” I confess. “I need you .”