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Sawyer hovers over me, blood dripping out of his nose. “You can’t even fight us, Cali. But you were so desperate to not feel. To escape whatever it is you’re running from. So desperate that you put yourself in a stupid position.”

I watch as his blood drips down on my chest. I can’t even feel it because my skin is so numb, and that scares me. I heave for breath. He put me in this position.

“Fight me, Cali.”

I do. I try. But it’s like I’ve become a prisoner in my own skin. I try to buck in anger, but his body feels like it weighs a million pounds.

Sawyer chuckles roughly, then yanks his pants down. His dick pops out, hard and veiny. There’s a drop of precum at the top. He strokes it, looking down at me. “Stop me, Cali.”

My emotions become fuzzy and slow. The anger flares and then fizzes flat. I slur, “Fuck you.”

Sawyer leans down so his dick is closer. “Make me.”

I pull down on my arms. It feels like I’m pulling from a million miles away.

He rubs his dick on my pussy and groans. “So fucking wet. Do you like this, Cali?”

A fuzzy sensation shoots through my clit through my body. Fuck, it feels good. My world is growing distant, but I can feel my clit like it’s the only sensitive part left in my body.

“Does it turn you on, knowing that you can’t do a thing to stop me? That I’m going to take what I want from this pretty little body, regardless of what you say?”

I force my eyes open. They want to close. I want to sink into that warm nothingness that is beginning to blanket my body.

“Wake up.” That voice was different. It sounded like Ryder.

I force my eyes open again. Sawyer is perched at my entrance. His muscles are flexed, and he holds back, meeting my gaze with his fierce one. “You know, this isn’t the first time we’ve done this before.”

What? What the hell is he talking about?

Sawyer chuckles. “It was actually the first time we fucked. But you wouldn’t remember. The drugs work a lot faster with alcohol.” And he shoves himself in all the way.

Chapter 71

Sawyer

Fuck, she’s wet as hell. Her pussy sucks me in like it’s hungry for me. I pump into her, watching her eyes roll back in her head as she lets out a little moan.

Jesus Christ, she’s gripping me so tightly. I use her to stroke my dick, pulling all the way out, then back in again. I put my thumb down on her clit and swirl. I want her to feel as much as she can. I want her to feel me everywhere. To know that she’s mine. That she can’t escape me even if she tries to hide in alcohol.

My men watch me, lust in their eyes. That makes me get harder, and I jerk faster into her, swirling her clit until she stiffens. I lean down into her ear and say, “You really ought to protect yourself better from men like us, Cali.”

She’s barely awake, but I feel her body fully stiffen, and her pussy pulses over my dick. That drives me to the edge, and I come inside her with a shout, pushing in as far as I can go. My whole body tingles with the high, knowing she can’t fight me.Hell, at this point, she might not even know to fight me. God, that makes me want to take her all over again.

I pull out, eyeing Miles above me. “Your turn.”

He lifts an eyebrow. “Not my style.”

I shiver in the aftershocks of pleasure. I glance down at Cali. She’s fully out now, laying limp in front of me, her pussy leaking my cum. My dick twitches.

I turn to Ryder, turmoil roiling in my veins. I promised Cali that if he fucked her, I’d let her go. And I’m still mad at him.

“So you’re playing our game now, huh?” I deadpan.

Ryder leans back, crossing his arms. “I don’t really have a choice, do I? It’s play your game or get pushed to the edges of this relationship.”

His unaffected manner makes the old anger roll through me again. “Oh, so you want to get close to me, and you do that by giving her alcohol? That’s your best plan yet.”

Ryder levels his gaze on me. “Once again. She asked me for it.”