Kaya's POV. 

 

I am shaken in my station, unable to move or shift, and I do as told. 

 

Standing upright, I am bare in front of the brothers. For whatever the cause, I do not feel ashamed being naked in front of them, even though my skin is now decorated with bruises, dark spots, some bumps, and unhealed wounds—oh, and fresh ones as well. 

 

Kade streams his fingers around my stomach, carefully letting his nails grow into talons that he pinches my skin with. The pain is mild, so I try not to whine at it. I just hope he doesn't cut me and give me another wound. 

 

Kieran stands...