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But there was something else, something unsettling deep in my soul, something I’d never felt and didn’t understand. I wanted to break her. But there was something more. I didn’t want to do it likethis.
My eyes met hers, and she froze. “I’ll take her.”
The man holding Anniston dragged her across the room, then shoved her into me. She stumbled, then pushed him away.
“Dick,” she mumbled beneath the mask.
Her back was pressed against my chest and her ass to my crotch. She let out a staggered breath when I pressed my hard cock between her ass cheeks.There’s no running from fate, baby. Not anymore.
I grabbed her arm, holding her in place and letting her warmth seep into my skin, heating my still-frozen bones.
My father—I presumed—stepped off the platform to join us. “Did you hear what I said?” The voice simulator was turned off, and he spoke quiet and low, only to me, letting me know I’d presumed correctly.
I grinned. “It’s not the first time I’ll fuck someone until they bleed.”
Anniston’s body went rigid against me.
“I don’t think you fully understand.” He handed me a knife. “We have to besurethere’s blood.”
I’d seen my fair share of bloodshed, caused most of it. I wasn’t intimidated by a knife, but Anniston shivered in my grasp.
“I told you I’ve got it.”
Low, Gregorian chants echoed from somewhere I couldn’t see.
Dies irae
Dies illa
Day of wrath.
How appropriate.
The other two men on the platform never took their eyes off me and Anniston, ignoring the scenes going on all around us. If they knew who she was, they sure as fuck weren’t stopping it.
Some of the altars had two men and two women. Others had more. They’d already peeled off their robes and were busy exploring each other’s bodies. The room was immersed in naked skin and moans. These women definitely weren’t being forced to be here. They were almost performing, like they were auditioning for a role. It was fucked up how many women flocked to the Brotherhood, blindly chasing money and power. I’d seen what it did to them in the long run. I knew what kind of monsters they eventually became.
The chants grew louder.
“That shit you pulled outside will come with a consequence,” Dad said, then glanced at Anniston. “And don’t think I don’t know who she is.” And then he gave me a curt nod, as if a cue to begin, then walked away.
I guessed that answered my question. They knew who she was. My father did, at least. I still wasn’t sure about the king.
“What is this place?” Anniston asked, her voice quiet and her body trembling against mine.
I smirked against her ear. “Hell.”
“Are these the girls you were talking about? The ones you need to save?”
“No. These girls are here willingly.”
“Then why did you come here?”
“To take the devil’s throne.” If I made it out alive. There was no guarantee that someone wasn’t outside tampering with my brakes this very moment.
“And you need to use me to do it.”
No. I was feeding her to my own personal demons.
