Page 57 of Belonging to Them
“Nope,” I say, giving him a fake smile.
“Uh huh.”He doesn’t believe me, but he’s too busy to call me out because he’s scanning the screen, looking for the reading app.“Here we go.Oh, little girl.You have some naughty books in here.”
Bash moves to peer over his shoulder.His eyebrows rise high on his forehead.“Wow…this is a very adult reading list.”
I hide my face in my hands.“Stop making fun of me.”
“Oh, babe, we aren’t making fun of you,” Kingston says, passing my phone to Sebastian.“Let’s get comfortable on the sofa and we’ll read to you.I have a feeling this is going to be a very eye-opening pastime for all three of us.”
I groan.This is going to be humiliating.And they seem to be getting off on my embarrassment, the big old jerks.
Kingston lies back against one side of the couch and pulls me up to his chest so I’m nestled between his legs.He’s careful, when moving me, to avoid touching my bandaged arm or my knees.
“Whoever threw that flashbang is really fucking lucky I don’t know who they are,” he grumbles.
Sebastian sets up at the other side of the sofa.“What’s it going to be?Lots of books by Sammie Starr, so let's pick one of those—she must be a favorite.We haveMy Hot Professor,My Father’s Best Friend,An Apple a Day to Keep the Doctor in Play,Crushing on My Bestie’s Dad…”
I can’t listen to him read thetitleswithout feeling like my face is on fire.How am I supposed to “relax” while they read out loud?
“Ella?”Kingston asks, his voice deep and rumbly behind my head.“Which one?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I mutter, squeezing my eyes shut.“This is so embarrassing.”
“My Father’s Best Friendit is, then,” Bash says cheerfully.
Oh, shit.There’s all kinds of dirty things in that one.These guys will never let me live it down when they read about the sex club.
“Maybe a different one would be better,” I say.
“Mmm, you waited too long to give us input, and I’ve already opened the book,” he says.“Nice first line:Life didn’t come with a rule book explicitly telling menotto bang my dad’s best friend.”
They wanted me to take a nap.I close my eyes, thinking maybe I can sleep through this embarrassing interlude.
But the story starts off innocently enough, once that first sentence is out of the way.We get through the first chapter, where the heroine is thrown unfairly from her apartment by her asshole roommates and she’s searching for a place to stay, carrying her three bags of belongings in giant black trash bags down the street.When the chapter ends with a Lamborghini pulling up alongside her, driven by none other than—surprise—her dad’s best friend, Sebastian passes the phone over to Kingston.
Kingston starts reading, and I start to get comfortable.They’ll get bored before we reach anything too salacious.
But nope, I forgot about the part where the heroine zones out during the ride to the hero’s house.
“I imagined him pulling over on the deserted road, ordering me out of the car, and yanking my skirt up and my panties to the side.He would thrust his finger into me, and I’d already be dripping wet.Fuck, he would say, you’re turned on.I want you so bad.”
Snug against my back, Kingston’s cock is hardening.I wriggle against him, encouraging the erection.Sebastian’s eyes are heated as he gazes at us.
“Wait—fuck,” Kingston says.
“What is it?”Bash and I ask at the same time.
He holds out my phone.A text notification is at the top of the screen.
Did you like our little surprise?
As I stare in dismay at the message, a second one pops up—this one with another image of Tommy.Just like in the last one, he looks bruised.Both of his eyes are black, and his lower lip is crusted with blood.My breath catches in my chest.My poor brother.
And finally, a third message:Now do you take us seriously?
I don’t know how to respond, or if I’m supposed to.High up here in Kingston’s penthouse, I feel safe, mostly.But they’d said they were watching me.Do they know I’m here?They knew I was at the park.Are they following me?
“Breathe, baby,” Sebastian says.
