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“Whatever I agreed, you do not have the right to manhandle me like that unless I give you permission!”
Stop, stop, stop, one voice chants. They’re all watching! Another voice—a better voice, I decide—gasps a husky, I know. Hot, right?
Dom curses. “Jayk, I’m sorry. But what the fuck were we meant to think? She doesn’t exactly scream claw-your-back sex.” I flinch and look at my feet, his words like tiny cuts of shattered glass. “Trust me, she screams plenty,” Jaykob taunts.
Fight for yourself. No-one else will.
