“Fucker.” Knox cursed in annoyance as I grabbed my clothes, intent on leaving the room and sulking somewhere away from them both.
As I stormed out of the room, Brody’s eyes were on fire, ignited by his own irritations, and I snarled at him as I went to pass.
He moved so fast, I never saw it coming, though I should have been wiser than to challenge his darkness at that moment. He grabbed me by the throat when I went by and pushed me into the wall, covering my naked body with his boiling one. His rage was clear as he put pressure on my neck, holding me but not restricting my breath. The blood pooled in my face though, as he held down the critical arteries and veins pumping blood in and out of my brain. I shoved at him, angrily wanting to tell him where to shove his dominance when he pushed my thighs apart and rubbed his jean-covered thigh against my pussy.
“Careful Darling, you’re forgetting who’s boss around here.” He warned, and I whimpered when he pulled his leg away.
“Then be my boss.” I challenged. “Being my boss means taking care of my needs, and right now, you’re neglecting them!”
He clenched his teeth together so hard I heard them creak as he pulled me off the wall and threw me over his shoulder. I kicked my legs and swung my fists into his back for good measure, but he spanked my ass so hard with one powerful slap that I froze in shock.
Spanking had always been playful between us, but that one felt like a punishment.
“You were rude to Knox.” He said, sliding me down his body and then forcing me to my knees. Knox leaned back against the couch on the floor where I left him, watching silently, though I knew if Brody went too far, he’d step in. But judging by the darkness in Knox’s eyes as Brody turned me to face him on my knees, it was going to take a lot to snap him out of the headspace they were both in. “Say you’re sorry.”
“No,” I argued, not because I wasn’t, he was right, I was rude to poor Knox, using his face and body to tease Brody. I refused simply to piss them both off.
“Brat.” Brody hissed, and I had a flashback to the way Lex had called me a brat in the parking lot. My pussy dripped at the name. He grabbed my messy bun and pulled it tight, angling my head to the side as he held the back of my neck until I was leaning directly in Knox’s personal space. “Say. You’re. Sorry.”
“Sorry,” I whispered to Knox, but the darkness didn’t leave his eyes as his lips turned up in a sinister smile.
“Show me.” Knox repeated my words from earlier as he undid his jeans. When his cock was free, he stroked it lazily, with a dirty grin on his face. “Show me how sorry you really are.”
I swallowed and fell forward when Brody let go of my neck and landed in Knox’s lap, cock already poised at my lips. “Careful what you wish for.” I hissed before running the tips of my teeth over the crown of his cock.
“Right back at you, baby girl,” Knox threatened, “You give pain, you take pain.”
I hummed, sinking my mouth down onto him and running the flat of my tongue up the underside of him seductively as he placed his hand on the back of my neck, guiding me. I didn’t want to fight with Knox at all, actually. But fighting with Brody made me angsty and Knox became a target for it as well. They were ganging up on me, but I didn’t hate it. I actually kind of liked it.
I liked the fire in their eyes and the burn of their touch. Rarely did they show this side of themselves to me, afraid of hurting me. I’d seen it when they were with each other; the unrestrained hunger and power they used. But rarely did I feel it.
I craved it.
I widened my knees under me and bent at the waist, presenting my bare ass and pussy to Brody, who kneeled behind me as I turned on the charm. I sucked Knox’s cock like a whore, desperate for his come, and it worked. He relaxed and softened his hold on my neck as I sucked him.
And then I struck.
With the next bob up I sank my teeth into the base of his cock and dragged them up, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to elicit a deep growl from his chest as he pulled me off by my neck and pushed me back into Brody’s arms.
“Fucking hell.” Knox panted, stroking his cock and looking at the red marks I left. “I did nothing to deserve that.”
“You sided with him.” I nodded over my shoulder where Brody lurked, “Maybe next time you’ll choose wiser.”
“Brat.” Brody growled in my ear. “I’ve never seen this side of you before. There seems to be more about you than we knew, after all.”
“Maybe it’s because you’ve treated me like a princess all these years.”
He grabbed the front of my neck and pinned my back to his chest, “What else would we have treated you like?”
“Like a slut.” I moaned, pushing back into him where his cock throbbed like a piece of branding iron in his jeans. I couldn’t remember a time I felt it that hard before. “Like your bratty, spoiled, little slut who thinks she can just have whatever she wants.”
After I said it, I realized my insecurities were talking, taking me out of the sexy high I had been riding until that point.
I felt selfish.
I felt slutty.
For wanting someone that wasn’t them, and expecting them to be okay with it. And then throwing a fit when I didn’t get it.
“You aren’t our princess.” Knox got to his knees as tears filled my eyes, angering me further. “You’re our fucking Queen, Hannah.” He could see the truth on my face, and Brody could feel it as I shrunk at Knox’s declaration.
“We worship you, because you deserve it.” Brody softened, and I hated the gentleness taking place in his hold.
“No.” I shook my head, gritting my teeth as more guilt built in my chest. “I’m not. I’m a liar and a cheat.”
I shrieked as Brody’s grip tightened on my throat, bending me at the waist and forcing my face into the floor between Knox’s thighs. Brody’s hand landed on the same cheek he’d spanked over his shoulder and the burn ignited tenfold. “Is that what you want?” He spanked me again, as Knox took hold of my neck, keeping me bent over between them. “Do you want us to tell you that you’re a bad person?”
“Yes.” I cried, pushing back against him as he spanked me again.
“You want us to punish you for being bi?” Spank. Moan. “For wanting Lex?”
“Yes!” I shivered when he switched sides and peppered my other ass cheek with his palm. “I fucked up!”
“Naughty.” Spank. “Little.” Spank. “Spoiled.” Spank. “Brat.” Spank.
“Yes!” I screamed into the carpet, digging my nails into Knox’s thighs over my head.
“Say you’re sorry.” Knox growled, pulling my face out of the carpet to look at him without letting me sit up. “Say you’re sorry for being bi.”
