Chapter Thirty-Three
Cass
Oliver’s words turned me on. It was like he saw a part of me that I was trying to keep hidden. That I was dirty and undeserving of anything but what they were giving me.
He kissed his way along my jaw, laying me back against the hard metal table. It wasn’t comfortable, but I didn’t need this to feel good. I wanted him to hurt me.
To make me pay for what I had done.
There was a tenderness in both Lucian and Bash that wasn’t there in the way that Oliver touched me.
They wanted all of me. With Oliver, it was easier. Things were purely physical. I knew that he would do the least amount of damage where Bash would do the most.
His lips sealed over mine and he nudged my legs apart. His fingers moved over the crotch of my damp panties. He groaned against my lips
