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Knowing that psycho, it would not have shocked me. There wasn’t much that would have surprised me about either of them.
Once we were on the second floor, Bastian slipped his fingers between mine and led me into my bedroom. We went straight into the bathroom that adjoined Damian’s room with mine. His door was open a crack, but I couldn’t see much other than black walls.
It looked fucking depressing.
Like a coffin or a dungeon.
Bastian stripped off his bloody shirt before reaching into the shower to turn the knobs. Blood streaked his chiseled chest. It seemed odd that he’d gotten so much blood on his body from one cut.
“Why do you have so much blood on you?” I asked.
Bastian shrugged. “It’s from earlier.”
“Earlier?” I raised my eyebrows in confusion. “What did you do earlier?”
“We had to take care of some business.”
He wasn’t very forthcoming, so I didn’t push him for answers. Working on the button of his pants, his steel gray eyes met mine.
My throat just about closed up as he unzipped his pants. He slid them over his hips with his boxers, and his big cock sprang free. I licked my lips at the sight of him. For as much as I loved to hate him, something undeniably attracted me to Bastian. To all the Salvatore brothers.
Damian peeled off his bloody clothes beside me without a word, dropping his belt onto the floor with a clang. I stood between them, still fully dressed, my eyes shifting between them. My heart sped up as I took in every detail of their naked, muscular bodies.
I licked my lips, and Bastian smirked.
Cocky bastard.
“It’s your turn, Cherry.” He stepped forward and tugged on the straps of my dress. I covered myself with my hands and he chuckled. “You don’t have to be shy with us.”
I felt oddly self-conscious with blood staining my chest. Even though I didn’t slit his throat, I still felt guilty for what we’d done. All of us were implicit in a crime.
But he deserved it.
Damian moved behind me and yanked down my dress. The fabric fell to the tiled floor, exposing my bare breasts to them. Bastian rolled his thumb across his bottom lip, staring at my painfully erect nipples. My heart crashed into my rib cage as their heated gazes seared my skin.
Bastian slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of my panties and slid them down my thighs. With the three of us completely naked, blood tinting our skin, we got into the shower. Damian squeezed my ass and pushed me under the water.
In complete silence, they scrubbed the blood from my body. A moan escaped from my throat as their rough hands slid down my arms, stomach, and thighs.
It was wrong to want them. And it was stupid to act on my feelings.
With Damian, it was nothing but attraction, but I still desired him. I traced my fingers down Bastian’s chest, staring up at my beautiful nightmare. He was so gorgeous my heart ached.
Bastian’s hand moved to the back of my head, then his lips collided with mine. Pinning me against the wall, he raised my arms above my head, claiming my mouth with rough possession. Damian moved to my side and dipped his head down to suck my nipple into his mouth. I kissed Bash, hard and greedy, needing more of his tongue.
They worked in unison, each of them torturing me in their own ways. It felt too good to have their hands and mouths on me. For once, they acted like they cared about me. Bastian’s kisses were still rough, but he wasn’t as aggressive as usual. I saw the hesitation in his eyes. Noted the way something had changed between us.
Damian’s hand slipped between my thighs, his fingers seeking my wetness, Hooking my arms around Bastian’s neck, I bit his lip and rocked my hips into Damian’s hand. A wicked smirk pulled at Bash’s lips. To change the angle, he raised my thigh and wrapped it around his back. His long, hard cock rubbed my stomach as Damian fucked me with his fingers, ripping screams of pleasure from me.
I slid my hand up and down Bash’s shaft, reaching over to grab Damian. My hands were too small, all the Salvatores so damn big. People said it hurt your first time.
Could I even handle them?
Blood pooled on the floor, the evidence of our crime disappearing down the drain. My entire body trembled as I came on Damian’s fingers, squeezing them with my pussy. I fell back against the wall, still jerking their shifts, watching their faces as they coated my hands with their cum.
Breathless, I dropped my hands at my side, attempting to collect myself. What had I just done? It was the first time I’d ever willingly touched either of them. Most of the time, they were mean and forceful, taking away my choice.
But I made this one.
