But it’s James’s zipper that makes my blood run cold, the thought of him being part of this. Bile rushes up and fills my throat, and I’m afraid I’m about to throw up all over myself. Maybe if I do, they won’t make me go through with this. It’s almost tempting enough to make me let loose—though I might end up being punished for that in some humiliating way. Which would be worse?

“Come on, now,” James murmurs. “Give me a good show. Be a good girl and suck those cocks, and maybe I won’t have to fuck your face myself.”

Oh no. Not that. Anything but that. I’d rather go through with this than give him an excuse to do that. There’s not so much as a sliver of sympathy in the eyes of either of my stepbrothers, both of them stroking themselves in front of me.

“Get to work,” James mutters. I don’t dare glance his way. I don’t want to see what he’s doing. I would rather pretend he isn’t here.

Nobody would believe this if I tried to tell them. I know that for sure. Because this is unimaginable.

I’m sure nobody would believe I was unconscious when I got their name tattooed on my ass, either. No, they’ve set me up beautifully, haven’t they? I’m completely under their control now. And it looks like I have a job to do, or else the nightmare is only going to get worse.

I shuffle forward on my knees and position myself between Colt’s spread thighs. He’s closest to me, so I might as well take care of him first.

There are tears in my eyes as I lean down, catching the tip of his dick with my tongue. He sighs softly, still stroking, directing himself to my mouth. Feeding himself to me. I lift my eyes and meet his gaze for the first time since this started, but there’s no reading what’s going on behind those eyes. His expression is blank and detached. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he doesn’t want to be here. But he is certainly hard enough—which means this can’t bother him too much, if at all.

“Get to it,” James grunts. “Suck that cock. Show me how much you love it.”

I open my mouth a little and take him inside, lowering my head until my lips touch the base of his shaft. Colt sinks a hand into my hair, groaning as I lift my head before plunging down again. I just have to get through this, that’s all. I can’t think about it. I just have to do it and get it over with.