Eight

A deep frown settled on my face. You have to be fucking kidding me. What sort of ultimatum was this? Pay for the damage I've caused or have sex with them?

What bullshit is that? Does he think I'm that desperate to jump their bones? Yes, I did find them attractive and I've thought of them in sexual ways, but that didn't mean I was that depraved.

"What the hell? No. I don't care how much it is, I'll pay," I glared up at him.

He smirked, shrugging a little at my answer. "Of course. Well, the total of the damages would amount to...maybe over a million or more? And that's just for the room alone, not to talk of our damaged items,"

I blanched at that. A million? Where was I going to get the money from? Do I get a job? But then, how long would it take for me to pay it off?

Jason cackled sadistically, with an amused glint in his eye. "I can almost see the calculations going off in your head. You know, if you agree to be with us exclusively, you won't have to worry about anything. Everything would be fixed and you'd live a comfortable life without hassles," he got closer to me, grabbing a strand of my hair and twisting it with his fingers.

My breath hitched at the action and I barely managed to pull myself together.

"Why? Why are you so bent on me going out with all of you? It's strange," I asked, voicing my thoughts aloud.

"Why?" He leaned in, whispering into my ear. "I want to degrade you. I want your total submission. I want to see you humiliated and wreck you, I want you to come undone under me, completely at my mercy," Jason’s voice sounded hoarse and deep that it ignited a flame I didn't know I had inside of me. I didn't even realize I had a degradation kink till now.

Sensual images popped up in my head, enticing me even further. Arousal pooled in between my thighs as I struggled to keep up with reality. I was growing lightheaded fast and my thoughts became slow to process.

“N-no. You…I.. can't," I tried to protest, but it sounded weak to my ears.

Jason smirked, knowing he had won. And when a pair of lips pressed against my neck, I couldn't help surrendering myself to them.

"I also would like to see how much pleasure you can take. I want to push you through your limits and watch you break," Jake cooed in my ear as he pressed his front against my back, making me feel every single inch of him. I nearly whimpered when I felt his thick erection pressing against my ass.

It was at this moment I realized how much they were attracted to me. With both of them pressing against me and entrapping between them, I fully understand how greatly they wanted me.

Jared wasn't here, but he had proven on multiple occasions that he was attracted to me and also wanted me. So, the attraction was mutual? My pussy throbbed at that. Knowing three, sexy siblings lusted after you really was tempting to say the least.

Suddenly, they pulled away from me, leaving me breathless and craving for more.

Jason smirked knowingly, taking a few steps back, away from me. "Now, let Jake take you to town. You need to get some new clothes and other items, right?" I barely managed to nod. "Right. Have fun, not too much though," he stared pointedly at Jake who stood behind me before leaving the room.

I let out a shuddering breath, slowly turning around to see an amused Jake staring at me.

Jake. . . Hm, I knew Jared was the nice one and Jason was the more aggressive dickhead of the three, so who was Jake? From our previous encounters, he tended to be rude, just like Jason, but he never went out of his way to make me as annoyed and uncomfortable as Jason did.

"Um...can I change before we head out? The clothes I have on smell like smoke," I started out politely, subtly telling him to get the fuck out.

A small smirk appeared on his face as he shrugged nonchalantly, making no move to go. After waiting for a few minutes, I realized that he wasn't willing to go. I deadpanned, all traces of me being polite and decent, dropping altogether.

"That means get out," I gritted out. He looked highly amused by my expressions as he burst out in loud obnoxious laughter. After recovering from his laugh, he had the decency to finally leave this room.

"Don't take too long, I'll be waiting for you outside," he said. I quickly peeled the clothes off my body, stepping into the shower to cleanse myself. After some thorough scrubbing and rinsing, I stepped out, drying myself off and putting on a pair of jeans and a large t-shirt.

I got downstairs when I heard a honk outside, probably signalling me to come out. When I did, I stood there in awe. A sleek, new Mercedes Benz stood out in front of me, tinted glasses and all.

Another honk pulled me out of my thoughts. Jake sat in the car, his hands on the wheel as he called to me. "Get in, loser, we're going shopping!" A chuckle left my lips, despite myself hearing the Mean Girls quote.

"Don't you need to paint your car pink to say that line?" I asked when I got into the car.

Jake looked appalled, as if I had shot him. "What? Ew, no!" He shuddered dramatically which made me giggle.

In the short drive to the mall, Jake had sung and played out the lyrics of DAYWALKER! by CORPSE and MGK with dramatic flair, that nearly made me fall out of my seat in laughter.

In those fifteen minutes, I had known that he hates pink, he had dubbed red the ultimate color, and he enjoyed listening to rock and occasionally pop. Jake was hilarious. He was incredibly funny and cocky. He seemed like a lot of fun to be around and that made him even more attractive to me.

He went along with me into the mall, picking out clothes suitable for me. Well, at least that was what I thought. Jake PICKED up the most revealing outfits for me to try on, which I blatantly refused to. We bickered back and forth like kids and even with all that, I felt myself growing relaxed and comfortable around him.

I was in the dressing room currently, trying to take off the dress I had tried on earlier, to no avail. I struggled and struggled, but it didn't seem to budge. I sighed, giving up completely and resorting to plan B.

"Jake, can you help me? I think...ugh...my zipper is stuck," I called out, still trying again.

"I thought you would never ask," the corners of my lips quirked up. I could practically hear the glee in his voice, as if he was waiting for this moment.

The instant he stepped into the dressing room, the hairs on my body stood up, awfully aware of his presence. I swallowed, feeling the heat from his fingers as they brush against my skin while he tackled the zipper. With one swift tug, he released the stubborn zipper and his body sagged in relief at that.

"Thank yo—'' Suddenly, I was turned and slammed against the wall.

I yelped slightly, my breathing hitched as I stared into his slightly gold coloured eyes. He looked at me with such lust and intensity, all signs of playfulness gone. His eyes drifted down to my lips as I slightly parted them.

My pupils dilated and I leaned towards him, craving his touch. He closed his eyes, as if in pain, struggling for control. "Fuck. I don't think I can hold on any longer. I just want to pin you down onto the bed and fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk. But not now. Not yet,"

My breath and my nipples hitched at that. Yes, I was now quite aware that triplets lusted after me. Hearing a declaration about it though, really turned me on. I had to clench my thighs together, to push back the incoming wave of arousal that threatened to flood my pants.

I guess that was the final straw as Jake stumbled back quickly, trying to get a grasp on his self control. "Sorry, I need to take a breath," he said, and with that, he left me all hot and bothered in a dressing room.