Page 83 of Where Sinners Repent

His next command has me reaching for them. “Suck.”

My lips open for him, but Kaleb grips my hair with a sharp tug. My brows draw as I blink up at him through my lashes.

“Both,” he smirks, and my eyes widen.

Both? Suck both of them?

My body heats and my cuts throb, but I do what he asks, bringing them together before widening my mouth as far as I can go. Their tips squeeze past my lips and my tongue circles their soft skin, tasting them.

This is wrong. So why does it feel so fucking right?

What’s better than one huge dick attached to the most beautiful man in the world? A second huge dick attached to his identical twin brother.

Glancing up, two sets of bottomless black eyes stare down at me. It spurs me to shove them deeper into my mouth, two round cock heads pressing against my throat.

“Deeper, Roxanne,” Kaleb chides.

I try. I really do try. But it’s impossible to squeeze them both past my throat. Eyes watering, my gag reflex kicks in and I choke around them. They use the moment to flick their hips forward, shoving in deeper until I’m suffocating.

When they pull back, I cough and splutter, sucking in desperate breaths of air.

A hand slides through my hair and pulls me back over their cocks. With devilish grins, they thrust again, side-by-side, filling my mouth so ruthlessly, my jaw aches, and saliva drips from my lips and over my tits, coating me in their total, merciless ruin.

Suddenly, they pull back, and I whine at the emptiness. Kai steps away as Kaleb presses his cock to my lips and I take him deeper, swallowing and sucking until he controls me. Owns me. Takes me. I’m completely at his mercy.

But I don’t have to be. The idea dissolves through my sex-addled brain as I reach around and slide my hand through my cut, the warm liquid coating my palm.

My eyes meet his as I wrap my bloodied hand around his cock, coating the thick length with my life source. His jaw muscles flutter and his eyes flare, making me smirk up at him, victorious.

Blinking up at him through my lashes, I lick the underside of his cock from base to tip, teasing my blood off him, humming when the metallic taste coats my tongue.

He growls, and before I finish cleaning him off, he lifts me from the floor and carries me to Kai, where he sits reclined on a chair, slowly stroking his hungry cock. My knees land on either side of his thighs, and from here, all I’d have to do is sink down to feel him stretch me out.

So that’s what I do.

Lowering my body over him, I throw my head back as a noise I’ve never made falls from me.

“Kai,” I moan, sinking all the way down.

His teeth grind together, and only then do I notice his hands fisted on the armrests, refusing to touch me. The glint in his eyes is wild, like he’s fighting every instinct inside of him.

I want him to give in. No matter how disastrous the consequences.

Unable to hold back any longer, I bounce on top of him. Every slide of his driving cock makes me see stars; every pulse of my bloodied thighs is a painful high.

“Touch me,” I beg, hands curling into his shirt.

He gives me that fucking shake of his head, and I almost sob. Instead, my hands slink under his cut, under his shirt, feeling all of his scars and damaged skin under my palms. With my claw-shaped nails, I slide them down his chest, deep enough to draw some blood of my own.

Kai’s back arches, and he hisses through his teeth. And that painful restraint snaps. Whipping his hands out, one wraps around my back and one finds its way into my hair as he bucks into me like a wild animal.

My wounds scream at the violent thrusts, and I scream, half pain, half pleasure.

“It hurts, Kai,” I mumble, throwing my head back as he rams into me. “It hurts so bad.”

The words spur him on, his taut, vicious muscles flexing and arching beneath me.

The dim light shadows behind me, and I feel Kaleb before I see him, stepping between Kai’s legs. Kai slows, nostrils flaring like a wild animal, as my nails stay embedded in his skin.