Emira had no idea how much time had passed since they had come here.. It felt like it had been a long while but everything was blurred together after everything they had done to her. Her thoughts were still scattered, her body still warm, and she could barely remember how the moment had even begun.
All she knew now was that they were still not done with her, seemingly. And neither was she with them, if the arousal coursing through her was any indication.
Lance kissed her again angrily while Kael’s hands moved over her stomach in slow strokes that made her forget every question she had wanted to ask and every fear that she did not want to face... mainly the one of losing them.
She let herself sink into their touch, letting the closeness of all three of them push away the hurt she had been holding inside. For a moment, that was all she cared about.
Then she felt another set of hands join in. She opened her eyes and saw Zen settle near her foot, leaning in as he began to nibble lightly along her leg. The shift in sensation made her breathe out, but before she could react, she felt her body being turned as Lance broke the kiss..
They flipped her onto her stomach with quick sure movements while she could only let out a sound of surprise.
She stayed still for a moment, confused, and then noticed both Zen and Lance moving away from her. She frowned and flipped her head, trying to understand what they were doing. Kael was also stepping back from her, no longer close to her side.
"What are you...?" she started, trying to push herself up a little. Why were they moving away from her?
She froze when she saw Kael bend down and pick up something from the floor. When he stood again, he was holding a leather belt from his jeans... The sight made her stiffen, and her voice dropped without her meaning it to. "What are you doing..." she asked, watching him closely as he held it in one hand. Though she had a good idea... She gulped.
She should move. Turn around. Or at least warn him not to bring that anywhere near her...
Lance and Zen were now sitting back with relaxed expressions, looking almost amused, as if waiting for a good show. The only thing that proved they were quite invested in what was happening were the way their ’junior’ were standing at attention as they sat completely nude.
Catching her eye, Lance gave her a small smile, "You already forgot what you said earlier, baby. So we thought we should remind you."
Emira frowned again, trying to think back to what they were talking about. She remembered the heat of earlier, the way she had spoken without thinking, but the exact words wouldn’t come back to her now. Everything felt too foggy and mixed up. She’d have said anything in that moment just to have them inside her again.
She didn’t get a chance to sort out the thoughts.. Kael shifted the belt in his hand, testing it lightly against his palm. The sharp swish sound had her jump. She watched him, unsure, feeling her heartbeat pick up as he walked close to her and then straddled her thighs, his knees on each side of her... She shivered at the touch and cast him a pleading look, "Please..."
She had no idea if she was begging him to not use the belt or use it as she looked into his glittering gold eyes. But regardless, her body was already awaiting his touch.
He caressed her bottom lightly and she shuddered, her eyes snapping closed... "Who do we belong to, Emira?" Kael growled in her ear.
"Open your eyes...", he ordered when she did not answer, followed by a slight snap of the belt just below her bu**. It hurt but not enough. Her eyes snapped open.
"Good girl. Now, look at them..." Emira stared at the two men who were watching her with intensity that made her shudder..."Who do they belong to, Emira?"
"M... me."
Emira whispered and then shuddered again as the belt grazed her skin again.
"Do you want them to go somewhere? To another woman?"
Immediately, Emira was enraged. No. She did not want them to go. But they had a mate. And they would not stay with her but return to her. So, she stubbornly kept her mouth shut.
Her silence earned her another stroke on her bottom, this time stinging and much more harsher, causing her to groan. And then she felt his hand on her, caressing the slightly raised and flushed skin.
"Tell me, Emira. Do you want them to go to another woman?"
Emira shook her head, refusing to say anything and closed her eyes, expecting another smack. Instead, he took her hands and tied them with the belt to the bed post before stepping away. She opened her eyes again, only to see him moving away from her and going to sit next to them.
Why were they doing this to her? She closed her eyes, refusing to look at the three smug men who were sitting there, leaving her to be tortured here. She tried to tug her hands free of the belt, but it only seemed to tighten around her wrists. And then, as if to torture her further, her body seemingly reacted to being tied up and even the friction she felt from the sheet...
"No point in trying that, little fire. You cannot escape us. There is only one way to escape. Answer us..."
Emira glared at Zen and spit out, " GO TO HELL."
The three laughed at that and Emira glared even more. Her stupid body was even reacting to that sound! "Not being able to touch you is already hell, baby." Lance said as he slowly caressed himself and said," I need your warmth around me...but you...."
"Tell us Emira. Do you want us to go to another woman?" Kael repeated the words, adding more, " Do you want me to spank her the way I like to do you?"