I jumped at the sound, stepping away as the bowl broke into thousands of shards of white porcelain.
Caleb strode forward, grabbing hold of my wrist.
“Let go!”
Ignoring me, he dragged me toward my room.
I tried my best to get out of his clutch but his fingers refused to loosen their grip. My bones ground together as he tightened his hold.
I cried out from the pain.
Dragging me easily, he threw me onto the bed.
My body crashed against the mattress. Before I could get up, Caleb was on me, his hands pinning my wrists over my head. His legs straddled my thighs, forcing me to lie on the bed.
“Get off me!” I shouted, my body twisting wildly underneath him. “Let go! I’m going to fucking kill you if you don’t! Let go!”
I shouted and cursed, but my breathing was slowly turning erratic. My chest rose and fell, and all my strength seemed to flow out of my limbs. I was exhausting myself.
My struggles had zero effect on the young man pinning me down to the bed. He simply watched me with dark, hooded eyes, waiting for his prey to tire out.
Corey entered the room and climbed onto the bed.
“Hold her down,” said Corey. “She’s wearing too many clothes. Best get them off her.”
I kicked my feet at him but he deftly caught them.
“Behave, babe,” Corey warned in a low, throaty growl. Grabbing onto the ends of my PJs, he peeled the pants off my legs.
“Get off me,” I bit out, kicking my legs and twisting my body, but Caleb held me steady.
I was panting by now. There was no way I could keep fighting them.
“Relax, Milla,” said Corey. “You’ll hurt yourself if you don’t calm down.”
A whimper escaped me. I’d never felt so helpless in my life.
Corey’s fingers danced up my thighs and dug into the waistband of my panties.
“Please, don’t,” I said with a sob as he took off my panties.
“Just relax,” Corey instructed. “I’m going to make you feel good. Be a good girl for me, Milla.”
There was a soft warmth in his voice. I looked over at him and found him staring at my pussy with a hungry look.
I didn’t believe him. They hurt me yesterday. Why would it feel good today?
“Hold her arms,” said Corey.
Caleb shifted, dragging my upper body onto his lap. His arms were like steel bands around me, preventing me from moving an inch.
Exhausted, I could barely struggle anymore. He held my arms tightly, making sure I wasn’t able to move as Corey settled between my legs.
I closed my eyes, bracing myself for more pain.
Corey’s fingers stroked over my pussy, sending shivers through my body.
I stiffened.