Perry break into a furious, grunting rhythm. I can’t make out if they’re in pain or ecstasy. Probably a little of both.
Cass’s other hand glances over my knee and up the inside of my thigh. I twist my shoulders, trying to get away from him. Reuben and Apollo tighten their grip on my hands.
I freeze.
No.
Bastards!
They weren’t holding my hands because they were damn well sweet on me. They’re keeping me still for Cass.
I grunt at them through the gag. Definitely not loud enough for Jasper and Perry to hear—although I doubt they’d notice a bomb going off—but I still end up with Cass’s fingertips digging into my throat.
His hand starts moving again, inching toward my center.
Outside, books rattle on the shelf as the boys’ pounding grows slower, but harder. I hear a muffled, “Fuck!” but I have no idea who said it because right now I have problems of my own.
Cass’s fingertips slide under my dress and skate over my hipbone. He hooks a finger over the elastic of my underwear and tugs it down an inch. The hand around my throat travels up until he’s cupping my jaw. He tilts back my head until I’m staring up at the silhouette of his head and shoulders.
“Lift your cute little ass so I can take these off,” Cass murmurs into my ear.
What the fuck?
I start struggling, but that somehow translates into me agreeing that he can yank off my undies and leave them tangled around my knees. I buck, and that’s when Reuben and Apollo grab my hips and shove me back onto the floor.
Panting into my gag, I toss hair out of my eyes and try to think of my next move while ignoring the fact that my body thinks this is all above board.
Lips brush my cheek as Cassius rains soft little kisses over my face and neck. There’s a tug at my underwear before he groans into my ear. “You’re fighting pretty damn hard for someone who’s already wet,” he says.
Heat washes over my face and sinks into my cheeks. I don’t think I’ve ever been this humiliated in my life.
Outside, there’s one last thump, and a groan to rival the one Cassius just let loose in my ear.
Another drawn-out, “Fuuuck,” and I’m sure it’s coming from Perry.
Frantic motion, skin on skin.
A deep sigh.
My mind is going haywire. The more I try and keep it blank, the more it fills with graphic images of what they’re doing out there.
“Yes. Fuck,” Jasper grunts.
Goosebumps break out over my skin, and I have no idea if it was that outburst, or Cass’s teeth grazing the back of my neck.
Another thump.
Then a breathless, “We have to go,” from Jasper.
“Not yet,” Perry says, and my chest tightens how frantic he sounds. “Please, Jay. Just five more minutes.”
They start kissing again. Cass’s hand is less than an inch from the hot, throbbing mess between my legs.
“I’ll fuck you first,” Cass whispers in my ear. “Then Apollo, then Rube. Hopefully you’ll be stretched out enough for him by then.”
My body shudders, and Cass chuckles low and deep in his throat.
“Damn right you should be scared. I don’t think you can handle him, my pretty little slut. Not that you have a choice, of course. Not if he ends up splitting you right down the fucking middle.”
There’s a soft, angry growl from Reuben.
“Wait!” Perry’s voice makes me stiffen in surprise. “Did you hear that?”
“Let’s go!” Jasper whispers furiously. Metal clinks against metal and fabric rustles. “Quick, before—”
A whistle pierces the air.
I gasp behind my gag. Zach’s brothers fall back, releasing me.
Zachary’s voice cuts through the air like a whip. “You two!”
“Shit!” Jasper hisses right over Perry’s panicked, “Oh, fuck!”
“What on God’s green earth are you doing?” Zachary bellows.
Again, we’re all holding our breath. Waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Jasper yelps.
“Come here!” Zachary yells.
Off to one side, further away than he had been before, Perry starts crying. “Please, Brother, we were—”
“I know exactly what you two were doing.”
My blood runs cold at the sound of Zachary’s voice. Before I can stop myself, I’m hugging my arms over my chest. I don’t ever want to hear him speaking to me with such frigid anger.
“Sister? It’s Zachary. I’m sending Jasper and Perry to you.” His voice moves away. “Twenty each. No, I’m afraid I have other matters to attend to. And no dinner for either of them.”
I almost swallow my tongue when I hear the sound of the curtain hiding the lair’s entrance being whisked away. Reuben and