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Chapter 20
CHRISTY
“No,” I breathe out. This can’t be happening. They were supposed to be revolted by me. I would never have revealed my true self if I’d known. What have I done?
“How many times do we have to tell you, Nought?Noisn’t a word we understand,” Leon says, and with every step forward, I take another step back. “I want to fucking touch you again. I want to plunder your mouth and drink from your soul. Fuck, I want to do very,verybad things to you.”
His eyes flick from my lips to my pussy and a concoction of heat and shame fires inside my belly. I don’t want his attention, but my body remembers how it felt to be kissed by him, touched by him. It was like swimming in the ocean with a shark, you know it has the power to bite you, kill you, but despite that the rush isthrilling, addictive. That kind of fear, it can make you feel alive when the possibility of death is so near.
“No!” I repeat, louder this time, more for my own benefit than anyone else.
“Leon,” Jakub warns, stepping forward. “We have an agreement.”
Jakub flicks his gaze to me, the muscle in his jaw leaping. For the briefest of moments, indecision crosses his face. I don’t know quite what to make of him. One minute he’s handing me a chastity belt to prevent his brothers from raping me, and the next he’s removing it so they can all get their kicks. A moment ago, he’d said I was marked,deformed,and yet he looks at me like hewantsme. Now here he is trying to prevent Leon from acting on his perversions. Of the three, Jakub’s mind games are the worst. At least with Konrad and Leon I know what their true intentions are.
“You said no fucking,” he replies, a wicked smile pulling up his lips.
“You will have your time with her. That time isn’t right now.”
Leon’s fingers curl into his palms, but he halts his path towards me when Jakub steps in front of him. “Are you stopping me from what is rightfully mine?” he challenges.
“The question isn’t whether I’m stopping you, Brother, but whetheryoucan stop?” Jakub counters, pressing the flat of his hand against Leon’s chest. “Because I’m getting the distinct impression that now you’ve had a taste of Nothing, you won’t be able to. Need I remind you that she’sours, not yours? We all know what would happen if you truly let go.”
“Then why dangle the carrot if we can’t take a damn bite?” he retorts, angry now that his toy has been taken away from him. “What the fuck was the purpose of today, huh?”
“He’s got a point,” Konrad interjects as he approaches us with the leash. He has it wrapped around both hands, the leather taut between his fists. “Don’t tell me that you’ll be able to stay away from her now, not after this.”
Jakub squeezes the bridge of his nose, sucks in a deep breath then holds his hand out to Konrad.
“Give me the leash,” he demands.
“What do you intend to do?” Konrad questions him.
“Give. Me. The. Damn. Leash!”
Konrad slams the leash into Jakub’s palm, and for a moment I think they’re going to fight. Instead, Jakub ignores Konrad’s aggression and grabs the back of my head. His fingers squeeze my scalp, his scent cloaking me in rich earthy tones as he invades my space with the length of his body. “My gut is telling me that I should take this leash, wrap it around your throat and end this now for all the trouble you’re causing.”
“So end it,” I whisper, meeting his gaze. “Because I’d rather die than suffer your vile fantasies.”
“And yet...” he continues, lowering his mouth to my cheek. “Like my brother, I’m not in the business of giving people what they want. Especially when we still need our revenge.”
“W—what?” I stutter, my breath hitching in my chest as his erection presses into my stomach and his lips slide over my birthmark, trailing heat across my skin and causing shivers to cascade down my spine. He’s turned on by this, by myfear.
“Killing you would be a kindness. I’mnota kind man,” he says, his mouth hovering over mine as his fingers begin to massage my scalp. It’s a gentle touch, soothing and completely contradictory to his words and his threat. “Not anymore.” He whispers the last part so quietly that I almost think I’ve misheard, but when he pulls back I see a glimmer of the boy he once was. He’s buried deep, but faintly present.
“Give me your shirt,” he says to Konrad, jerking his chin.
“My shirt?”
“Yes, give me your damn shirt. Right the fuck now.”
Konrad scowls but obeys Jakub, pulling his shirt free from his trousers and unbuttoning it before handing it to him. He’s bare chested, a smattering of dark hair covering his well-defined pecs and abs. Curling my hands into fists, I look away, focusing on Jakub.
“Put this on.”
“Fine!” I snatch the shirt from Jakub, sliding my arms in place and buttoning it up, trying not to breathe in Konrad’s spicy scent. The shirt swamps me, hitting mid-thigh. He steps close, his eyes locking with mine.
“You missed one,” he says, buttoning up the top button, making sure I’m covered up. Luckily for me Konrad is a big guy, and despite the shirt being fully buttoned it’s not tight around my throat like the collar is.
