3 heads straight for the neatly made bed, lowering us down onto it. He lies next to me and rolls onto his side to stare at me.
“What’s your name, my Golden-Eyed Boy?” I ask, reaching up to stroke his cheek, distracting myself from the information threatening to take me down. I'd rather focus on the beautiful and mysterious guy in front of me.
Emotions flit across his face as he struggles to respond with words. “Don—don’t know.”
I give him a tiny smile. “I’m so proud of you trying to talk. I love the sound of your voice, it’s beautiful.”
Hunter clears his throat. “I’m still here, you know.”
“Just come lay on my other side, okay?” I ask softly.
Hunter does as I ask, putting an arm around me.
3 whines, trying to move me closer.
“Guys, I’m not a tug-of-war rope. I'm not going anywhere.”
3 leans in, stroking an errant hair behind my ear. He waits a beat, a question in his eyes. I smile, and he leans in, capturing my lips. Unlike before, he licks the seam of my lips, and I open for him. He delves in, his tongue tangling with mine in a breathless kiss.
Electric sparks light up all over my body, and I moan softly into his mouth. But before it can go any further, Hunter winds his arm around my front, grasping my throat.
“What did I say about resting, my bad girl?”
I groan; my ass grazing his hard cock.
I am trying to live in the moment, needing to feel good right now. There's simply too much shit shouting in my brain, and it is way too much. I can’t focus or control my reactions, so this time with two of my guys is a perfect escape.
“Do you want to get punished later?” Hunter murmurs into my ear.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I joke.
I feel movement from 3, and his shoulders are shaking in mirth.
“Oh, that’s funny, huh?” I stick my tongue out at him.
3 tuts, gently tapping the side of my face.
“Okay, okay—no need to gang up on me. Well, for now, anyway.”
“I know what you’re doing, Pretty Girl. No distractions. You need to process this information and rest up.” Hunter looks towards 3. “She just found out who she is, and who her family is.”
Understanding shows in 3’s eyes, and he gathers me in to hold me. Hunter spoons me from behind.
Feeling more secure, I close my eyes. I'm thinking there’s no way in hell I'll fall asleep; my mind’s going one hundred miles a minute, despite the warm bodies on each side of me. Shaking these revelations is harder than I thought it would be. But somehow, being between these two; I do.
“No, no, stop!”
The tall man towers over me, anger alight in his eyes. He never likes it when I don’t cooperate. But I can’t—I can’t do this anymore.
He reaches down, ripping me from the living room floor I’m curled up on. I got to watch some TV, but he ordered me to go back downstairs—where all his friends await me.
I'm only seven years old.
I already had to put my mouth somewhere gross. It was so nasty.
Now he wants me to entertain his guests.
I won’t, I won’t!
