Page 691 of Coal Hearts

For a horrible second, I envisioned him killing Peter for such insolence, but then he laughed and shook his head. “I think I like you feisty.”

“Good. Choose me, then. I’m a sure thing if you want me.”

“Still trying to protect the others, huh? Figure you’ll take the game tonight so the others don’t have to?”

Peter bared his teeth. All signs of the obedient jewel I knew vanished. He looked as if he didn’t give a shit anymore. “Or I’m just so fucking sick of not getting mine that I’m willing to endure a bit of sodomy to get it.”

Grabbing Peter between the legs, Travis stepped into him. “Tell me, Pete. How many strokes would it take?”

Peter looked at me, his eyes glowing brown and fathomlessly broken. “Three...maybe four.”

I wanted to wrap him in the biggest hug.

I wanted to take him far, far away.

I loved him, yet I couldn’t help him.

My eyes flared.

That’s what he wanted me to say.

Three little words.

Words that meant entirely different things to the ones I said to Henri.

Words that meant entirely different things to Peter.

My chest grew tight.

I’d known Peter had feelings for me.

He wasn’t exactly shy at hinting them.

But...I hadn’t thought it was love.

I thought it was affection. Maybe lust.

The fact we spoke the same language and came from the same culture.

We’d bonded so fast because of that.

Peter groaned under his breath as Travis pumped him once, twice...

And then Travis stopped and moved on to me.

“Hello, pretty gem. Tell me. How much would it take to get you off?”

Swallowing hard, I tipped up my chin. “I wouldn’t even bother. I won’t come for anyone but my Master.”

“Tempting to try but...” He shot a look at Henri who stood in front of a jewel. “I’ve heard rumours of what happens when someone touches you, so...” Kissing me chastely like Branson did, he pulled away after a few seconds and moved on to Laura.

She cried out as he dropped his hand between her legs, touching her like a lover all while his arm looped around her shoulders and held her close.

Perhaps she’d come first and—

Peter gasped as yet another Master grabbed his cock.

This one I didn’t know.