Page 94 of Light My Fire Three Times
Jesse pushes off the wall, finally moving, his fingertips barely grazing my skin as he murmurs, “She’s not going anywhere, Karl. Take your time.”
Karl growls, feral. “Easy for you to say. I’ve been hard for her all-damn night.”
The silk strap slips down farther, baring more skin, and I gasp when Jesse’s hand trails my arm, feather-light.
His smirk deepens. “See? Already begging.”
I can’t deny it. My breath comes ragged, broken.
Leo’s lips brush my temple, whispers a steady rumble.
“Breathe, Olivia.” His hand spreads across my stomach, firm, anchoring. “You’re safe. Even when we push you too far.”
Karl’s laugh is dangerous, hot against my ear.
“Safe isn’t what she wants. Not right now.” His teeth scrape down my neck as his fingers tug the silk higher. “She wants to be ruined.”
Jesse catches my chin, his mouth crashing down on mine. Teasing at first, then brutal, biting my lower lip until I moan.
When he pulls back, his voice is a taunt and a promise all at once. “Taste how perfect you are when you’re ours?”
Leo kisses me again, but Karl’s hands are everywhere, dragging my body against his hard frame. I’m unraveling too fast, heat flooding my veins until I can’t breathe.
Jesse’s laugh is sharp, predatory.
“Even Saint Leo wants to see you undone. Isn’t that right, sweetheart? You like being told what to do.” His thumb drags across my bottom lip, pressing until it parts. “Say it.”
Karl growls against my shoulder. “Or I’ll make you.”
Leo’s breath steadies against my neck, his tone low, coaxing. “Answer him.”
The word rips out of me before I can stop it. “Yes.”
Jesse’s fist twists in my hair, yanking my head back until I gasp. His grin is pure wickedness. “That’s what I thought. Hands behind your back.”
I freeze, pulse hammering. Karl doesn’t wait. He pulls a tie from his pocket, like he’s been waiting all damn night, and binds my wrists before I can protest. The silk bites just enough to remind me I’m caught. Helpless.
His teeth graze my neck as he snarls, “Nowhere to run, sweetheart.”
My wrists strain uselessly, the restraint sparking something dangerous in me. Fear. Fire. Need.
Leo kneels in front of me, his hand cupping my jaw with reverence that doesn’t match the storm raging around us.
His eyes search mine. “Breathe. You trust us, don’t you?”
The silk digs in deeper as I tremble. “Yes.”
“Good girl,” he whispers, brushing a soft kiss to my lips.
The sweetness shatters a second later when Jesse yanks my head back by my hair, breaking the kiss with a gasp.
“She doesn’t need soft,” Jesse snarls, his hand sliding down my throat, pressing just enough that I can’t ignore it. “She needs to remember who owns her.”
Karl’s teeth nip my ear, his growl vibrating against my skin. “She remembers. Look at her. Dripping already.”
The three of them circle me, predators closing in, and I’m shaking, bound, aching, and more alive than I’ve ever felt.
“Too many clothes,” Jesse declares again, but this time it’s not a complaint. It’s an order.
