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“What are you doing, Cyrus?”

“Making sure she never lies again,” he says before ripping me off the desk.

I step back, trying to pull my skirt down, when he jerks me forward, draping me over his lap as he sits in the chair.

I thrash, trying to get up, his hand in the center of my back, holding me down. Eli walks over and leans against the desk. I look at him in panic, wondering what the fuck Cyrus is playing at. Eli smiles before kneeling next to my face and gripping my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

“You won’t lie again, will you?” he asks, and I shake my head, trying to get up, only to be shoved back down by Cyrus.

I feel his hand push my skirt up to my lower back before feeling his hand rub over my ass. Eli’s grip on my chin tightens before I feel his lips move to mine, his tongue moving between my lips as it plays with mine. I then feel Cyrus’s hand come down on my ass with an audible flesh-on-flesh sound, my skin burning as my eyes water, making me whimper into Eli’s mouth. Cyrus’s hand moves over where he has struck me, soothing the sting as tingles move over my flesh.

Chapter Seventeen

Adeline

“Tell Eli who you were talking to, Adeline,” Cyrus says, his fingers moving between my legs as he runs his finger over my slit.

“Sam. I was talking to Sam,” I tell him before gasping as his fingers slide between my lips, plunging into my wet heat, making me gasp.

He moves them in and out slowly, and I am shocked by how wet I am, arousal flooding me as he moves them in and out of me, making me moan.

“What did Sam want?” Eli asks, still gripping my chin, my face heating at my reaction to them while Cyrus keeps up his slow torture of moving his fingers in and out.

I shake my head, pressing my lips together when I feel his fingers leave me before his hand comes down on my ass again, making me cry out and flinch.

Eli’s grip tightens, forcing me to meet his gaze as he watches my face, which is streaked with tears. Cyrus’s hand moving over the slap makes me shiver from the intense burning sensation.

“What did Sam want?” Eli repeats, but I glare at him, and Eli nods to Cyrus, his hand coming down on the back of my thighs, this time making me buck and choke on my sob.

“Answer, Addie. It will get worse if you don’t,” Cyrus says, his hand soothing the sting once again before I feel it move to the apex of my legs as he shoves his fingers in me again, wriggling them inside me, making me gasp.

“So wet, so tight,” Cyrus says, plunging them in deeper, making me moan loudly. “Are you going to answer?”

I shake my head, pressing my lips together, losing myself in the feel of his fingers deep inside me before they suddenly disappear again, my arousal spilling onto my thighs as he runs his fingers between my cheeks and over my ass again. I wriggle as they trace the welts on my ass. I feel his hand rise off my skin before coming down on my ass, making me whimper and buck.

“Please, no more,” I sob, my eyes watering as my skin stings with an intensity I am not used to.

“Answer, and it will stop,” Eli says before brushing my hair from my face as my head hangs. He grips my face, pressing his lips against mine.

“Tell me, Addie,” he whispers against my lips.

I shake my head, and I feel Cyrus’s hand move. I try to remove myself from his lap, but it is no use, like I am being held in place with a vise. His hand comes down again with so much force that I bite my tongue to stop myself from screaming, a strangled noise leaving my lips as I slump against him.

“To meet him at the pier,” I cry out, not wanting to endure anymore.

“Good girl,” Eli says, letting my chin go.

“Please, no more,” I tell them.

“No more, Addie,” Cyrus says, dipping his fingers inside me.

He curls them, hitting that sweet spot inside me I can never reach as he speeds up his movements, my stomach tightening, and I feel my walls clench his fingers, my skin heating up when he suddenly pulls them out of me and pulls my skirt back down just before I come. I huff at being tortured and then teased like that. He pulls me up, and I glare at him. He chuckles, gripping my chin.

“Next time, don’t lie, and I will finish what I started,” he says, pecking my lips.

I get up, moving toward the door wanting to escape them.

“Oh, and Addie? I hope you told him no because you won’t be leaving our sight,” Eli says behind me as I reach for the door handle.