Thirty-three

Jax furiously pushed Kyra on the bed.

She landed on her butt,

"Ouch... That hurts." Her eyes reddened.

"Did it? I don't think so, Kyra. Don't we fuck you well enough? Was it necessary to find someone else?" Jace was equally furious, and so was Jack.

Kyra didn't respond. She bit her lip lightly.

"You know what? I can't continue talking to you, like this. I might go insane." Jax climbed onto the bed and tore off her shirt roughly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Kyra tried protesting.

"Shut it..." Although Jax was furious, he tried calming himself down.

However when he remembered Draco, he clenched his fist tightly.

"Do you have a candle?" Jack suddenly asked.

"Yes... Why do you ask?" Kyra asked from underneath Jax.

He pinned her tightly on the bed.

"Can I get one, or two?" He requested.

The brothers glanced at each other in understanding. They had to exert their dominance on Kyra.

It seemed she wasn't afraid of offending them at all.

"Can you get off me?" Kyra tried pushing Jax off her body.