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“Eli, stop. You’re scaring her,” Cyrus pleads with him.

“Where are you sleeping, Addie?” Eli growls.

He bites my hip, and I try to move away before gripping his hair with my now free hands. Eli shoves my legs apart before kneeling and ripping my pants off. I try to kick him and squirm up the bed toward Cyrus, only to be jerked back again; he rips my pants down my legs, removing them. He bites the inside of my thigh, his teeth like razors. I feel his breath on my core, and he growls before settling between my legs.

“Where are you sleeping, Addie?” Eli asks, and I feel his canines graze my clit. I don’t want him biting me there.

“Eli, please…”

“Where, Addie?” he growls, and I can feel his anger hitting me, hard and hot.

“In here, I will stay in here!” I scream as I feel his canines press harder against my skin. I feel his warm wet tongue run over my lips.

“Good girl,” he says before plunging his tongue inside me.

His anger dissolves as he pushes my legs further apart and sucks on my clit, his tongue swirling around, making me moan loudly. Cyrus suddenly leans over me, his lips going to mine before he sucks my nipple in his mouth, making me arch my back.

Sparks are moving everywhere as I become lost in the feel of their hands and lips. My legs begin to tremble, and my skin heats up as I feel myself climbing higher and higher when Eli suddenly stops, just as I am about to come. He kisses my pussy lips before climbing off the bed and walking into the shower. I hear him chuckle at working me up, only to walk out.

“You will learn, Addie. Cyrus, you touch her, and you will be punished,” Eli says, stripping his clothes off as Cyrus moves between my legs.

I can feel his erection pressing against me, and I move my hips against him, wanting him to give me release. Cyrus groans, kissing me when Eli’s voice sings out from the bathroom.

“Cyrus, what did I say?”

Cyrus groans before getting up, but I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him back and kissing him.

“Addie, no,” he says, unwrapping my legs from around his waist.

“You can’t be serious?”

Cyrus chuckles, looking down at me. He suddenly climbs off the bed, leaving me with an intense ache between my legs.

Sitting up, I huff, annoyed. I go to the door and twist the knob, but it is still locked and only has a keyhole to unlock it.

Walking into the closet, I grab my suitcase and begin rummaging through it to find something to sleep in. Pulling out some underwear and a shirt, I put them on before climbing into the bed.

My core is pulsating with desire, and I hate how the bond makes you needy of them to the point it is almost painful.

I can hear the shower running, the steam billowing out of the door where it isn’t quite shut yet. A strange sensation rolls over me, making my arousal ten times worse, yet I am not doing anything to cause it. I hear Eli make a noise, my eyes darting back to the bathroom door. What are they doing? By the weird feeling hitting me, I know they are doing something.

Tossing the blanket off, I walk over to the door, pushing it open more. I see Eli leaning against the shower wall. Cyrus is kissing him, his hand moving between their bodies. I gasp at the sight. Arousal floods me more now that I can feel Eli and see what they are doing.

Cyrus pulls back, his lips moving to Eli’s neck when Eli grunts, his eyes opening, and he notices me. He raises an eyebrow at me, a smile playing on his lips.

Cyrus moves away from his neck, kissing his chest, when I see Eli’s blood trickle down to his shoulder and down his pec. Cyrus’s lips move lower before he suddenly goes to his knees. My eyes follow Cyrus as he kneels before him.

Looking back up, Eli is still watching me though he has a worried look on his face. Cyrus grabs Eli’s cock in his hand, stroking him before taking him in his mouth. My breathing becomes heavier as I watch Cyrus sucking in his meaty flesh.

Eli’s hand goes in his hair as he groans, looking down at him before looking back at me.

“You like what you see?” Eli asks, and my lips part.

I do. I like watching them.

Cyrus stops, looking over his shoulder at me before turning back to Eli. I step closer, watching them, when Eli holds his hand out, wanting me to come closer. My pussy is pulsating at watching them.

“Come here,” Eli says, and I step closer.