Chapter 3

　　

　　JANICE

　　The Business Brothers did not let me do anything else after I said those words. My heart hammered against my ribs as we entered the sleek black SUV and it pulled away from the club.

　　The moment the door closed, the outside world immediately disappeared.

　　I sat sandwiched between Calder and Lucian, with Aiden seated across from us like a king surveying his latest purchase.

　　Calder's hand settled high on my thigh, his thumb stroking slow circles against my bare skin. "You're trembling, darling. You should know you still have enough time to change your mind."

　　"I'm not changing anything."

　　Aiden's dark eyes caught mine. "That's good. I don't like shifty people."

　　The rest of the ride felt endless and far too short at the same time. Lucian remained mostly silent, which made his presence heavier than Calder's wandering fingers. The SUV finally stopped at a private elevator in the basement of a glittering tower.

　　Aiden stepped out first.

　　"Watch your step, darling," Calder pulled me after him, keeping his palm firm on the small of my back. Lucian followed close enough that I could feel the heat of his body.

　　We rode the elevator in silence. The doors opened directly into a sprawling penthouse, with floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the glittering city. The place smelled like leather and expensive cologne.

　　"Strip," Aiden said the second the doors closed behind us. His voice left no room for argument.

　　My fingers trembled as I reached behind my back and unhooked the tiny top, trying my hardest not to cover my boobs the moment the fabric fell away. Calder made a low sound of approval. I pushed the skirt down my hips next, then the scrap of panties, until I stood completely naked in front of three fully dressed men.

　　'Beautiful," Calder murmured, circling me slowly. "Even better than I imagined."

　　Lucian stepped forward and cupped my jaw, titling my face up. Without warning, he kissed me, and ughhh. It was deep, demanding, and possessive. His tongue swept into my mouth as Calder's hands came from behind to play with my boobs, rolling my nipples between his fingers until they ached.

　　Aiden watched from the couch, legs spread, one arm draped over the backrest. "Bring her here."

　　Calder and Lucian guided me forward. Calder pushed me down so I knelt between Aiden's thighs, the latter kept his eyes on me as he unzipped his pants and freed his cock.

　　Fuck.

　　It was thick, hard, and already leaking at the tip.

　　What the heck had I gotten myself into?

　　"Suck," Calder ordered.

　　I wrapped my lips around him, taking him as deep as I could. Aiden's hand fisted gently in my hair, guiding my rhythm. Behind me, Calder dropped to his knees and spread my thighs wide. His tongue dragged slowly up, teasing my clit until my moan vibrated around Aiden's cock.

　　"Fuck, she's dripping," Calder groaned against my pussy.

　　I watched Lucian with my peripheral vision, as he knelt beside me, stroking himself as he watched. He reached down and pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning.

　　"Fuck…" I cried out around Aiden's cock, clenching involuntarily.

　　These men moved me like I weighed nothing.

　　Calder lay back on the wide leather couch and pulled me on top of him, impaling me in one smooth thrust. The man was big and thick enough that I felt every inch as he filled me. He gripped my hips and started moving, fucking me with deep, lazy strokes while Lucian stood beside us and fed his cock into my mouth.

　　No one, and I mean no one, had ever made me feel this way.

　　Aiden watched it all, slowly stroking himself. "Look at you," he said quietly. "Taking two cocks like the perfect slut you are."

　　The praise and degradation twisted together inside me, making me wetter. Calder's thrusts grew harder. Lucian tangled his fingers in my hair and pushed deeper into my throat.

　　I gagged, tears pricking my eyes, but I didn't pull away. I didn't want to.

　　They rotated me like a toy.

　　Lucian took me next, bending me over the back of the couch and driving into me from behind with punishing force. He wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while Calder knelt in front of me and fucked my mouth.

　　"Oh, darling."

　　Aiden finally joined, sliding beneath me so he could suck on my nipples while Lucian railed me.

　　I came hard the first time… shaking, and sobbing around Calder's cock. They didn't stop. The Business brothers took me again and again.

　　On the couch. Against the window where the city lights sparkled below. In the massive bed. Aiden finally claimed me last, spreading my legs wide and fucking me slow and deep while Calder and Lucian stroked themselves over me.

　　"Fuck, Janice!" Aiden groaned as he spilled inside me. Calder and Lucian followed, painting my boobs with their cum.

　　By the time we finished, I was a trembling, wrecked mess… covered in sweat, cum, and the marks of their hands and mouths. I barely remembered them carrying me to the shower, cleaning me gently, then tucking me between their bodies in the enormous bed.

　　By the time I woke up, morning light filtered softly through the penthouse windows.

　　Every single muscle ached. My thighs ached. My core throbbed. There were faint bruises on my hips and bite marks on my breasts. I sat up slowly, wincing, and looked around.

　　The men were gone.

　　My phone lay on the nightstand. I picked it up and my stomach dropped. I had twenty-three missed calls from Val, alongside twelve text messages.

　　VAL: Where the hell are you?

　　VAL: You better not have bailed on me.

　　VAL: JANICE ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE!

　　VAL: I'm losing my mind here.

　　My thumb hovered over the call button, heart racing. I needed to explain. I needed to…

　　My eyes caught something on the glass coffee table across the room. It was a thick white envelope. I wrapped the silk sheet around my body and limped over, legs shaky.

　　Inside the envelope was a check.

　　Ten thousand dollars.

　　Paper-clipped to the check was a simple black card. There was nothing on the front, but written on the back, in elegant handwriting were the words "Cannot wait to have you again." Below the words was a phone number.

　　"I cannot believe this," I whispered to myself, my eyes fixed on the number.

　　The ten thousand dollars stared back at me. This was more money than I had seen in months. It was enough to cover Nancy's next round of treatment. Enough to let me breathe for a minute.

　　I sank onto the couch, the sheet slipping off one shoulder. The ache between my legs pulsed again as memories from last night flooded me.

　　My phone buzzed in my hand. Another text from Val.

　　It was time to move on.

　　Val picked up on the first ring.

　　"You would not believe the kind of night I just had," I started, cutting her off before she went all ballistic on me. "Don't worry, I'm coming. I'm coming…"