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The dark basement had felt cold before. I was almost naked now but captured between three hard bodies, I felt quite warm.
I might’ve even allowed myself to enjoy this if a cold, sharp blade wasn’t held against my throat.
“You’re doing great, Yakim,” said the man who held me against his body. “She’s struggling not to shiver. Unravel her. Show her that you’re in control, that she can’t escape us tonight.”
“You’re being quite the proud coach, Mikhail,” said my kidnapper from my right.
Another information was dropped and I made a note of it quickly.
“I can’t help it,” said Mikhail as he palmed a naked breast while his other hand lay flush against my navel. “Yakim’s needed this for a long time now.”
Yakim’s fingers curved inside me, hitting a particular spot that sent pulses of pleasure zinging through me. A loud moan escaped me and my head thrashed against Mikhail’s chest.
My throat would have a deep, bleeding gash if the knife hadn’t been moved away in time. Whoever these people were, they didn’t intend to kill me. They just wanted to use and abuse my body.
“Please, stop,” I whimpered as heavy throbs pulsated from deep inside my core.
How could I let these strangers draw out such vulgar pleasure from my body? A hot flush rose along my neck and cheeks as Yakim pumped his fingers in and out of me relentlessly.
I cried out as my muscles tightened impossibly, thrashing against the men holding me captive. Even though I’d never been touched by a man so intimately, I knew what was coming.
“Stop!” I shouted even as a remote part of me protested. My body sought the pleasure these men were forcing on me while my logical mind fought against it.
“Don’t be scared,” said Yakim. “Leon will take away the knife if you just let go.”
Leon?I glanced at the guy who was on my right. So, that’s what my kidnapper was called.
His face remained in the shadows but I glimpsed a wolf tattoo on his neck.
Wet, squelching sounds erupted in the still, quiet basement as Yakim continued plunging his fingers inside me. My head thrashed against Mikhail’s chest, my back arching as I greedily thrust my hips against the heel of Yakim’s hand.
A cry escaped me as I suddenly lost all control.
Pleasure, like I’d never felt before, was ripped out of me. Sobs escaped me as my body shuddered and shivered against the three men.
The haze of my climax slowly faded away, making me aware of the eyes on me.
I was naked with a stranger’s fingers still stuck inside my clenching pussy. Leon’s tongue flicked against my earlobe while Mikhail left hot kisses against my neck while his finger played with a nipple.
Shame overcame me. I broke down into fresh tears, whimpering like a stupid, helpless idiot.
Yakim leaned forward, grazing his scarred skin against my cheek. “What’s there to cry about, Princess? You enjoyed that.”
“I didn’t!” I lied. A sudden surge of hatred coursed through me. I hated these men, including my brother, who only cared about possessing my body. My bleeding, hurting heart meant nothing to them.
The idea incensed me.
I sank my teeth into Yakim’s earlobe.
He hissed, pushing me away easily.
“That should earn you an extra scar,” I spat, staring him in the eye.
I expected a slap or a punch in the gut for my retaliation. Instead, he smiled, the gesture sending the lines on his face puckering and twisting.
“You still have a lot of fight in you,” said Yakim. His big hands grabbed my hips and tugged, making me feel the hardness in the front of his pants.
My eyes widened as I stared at him.
