ANITA

I deleted the message before Maddox or Festus could see it. My hands were still shaking as I tucked the phone under the pillow. Their bodies pressed against me from both sides, warm and solid, but the fear in my chest refused to settle. Another player. Someone worse than Victor. And they wanted more.

Maddox kissed the top of my head, his fingers tracing slow circles on my bare hip. “You’re safe here. We’ve got you.”

Festus’s arm tightened around my waist from behind. “We’ll find who’s behind this. Tomorrow.”

I nodded even though my throat felt tight. Their cum was still leaking out of me, mixing together between...