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“Aeron—” I caution, shaking my head slightly. He pauses, looking up at me.

“It has to be here, Daddy” Jude murmurs from beside me, taking a step towards our bird and his brother.

“Where?” she asks, but I can’t bring myself to tell her that Aeron wants to take her to the place where we had to hurt her so badly.

“The basement. It’s the last place of forgiveness,” Tarl comments on my other side, placing a hand on my heaving shoulder, and her shoulders tense slightly.

“Knox?” I hear her request, and I briefly close my eyes before stepping away from Tarl and coming around in front of her. Aeron lays her hands in mine, squeezing my shoulder and pulling back so I can be fully in front of her. My palms slide against hers, sweat coating them at the thought of taking her back down there. To the place where we broke her, where she saw the worst in us.

“I’m here, Little Bird,” I whisper, the lump in my throat making it impossible to raise my voice any higher. She tips her head to me, although the tie covering her eyes prevents her from seeing me, and I want to rip it off so I can stare into those beautiful, baby blue eyes of hers, but her hands grip mine strongly.

“They’re right, we need to go back down there and lay to rest the ghosts of our past. Then we can focus on our future.” She speaks softly, calmly, and it astounds me that even though I can feel the tremble in her fingers, she’s willing to face the fear of going back down there. I suppose there’s some poetic justice to be found in bringing her exquisite pleasure in the place where we doled out so much agony.

“I’m scared,” I confess, bringing my head closer to hers so that our foreheads touch. “I don’t like the man that I become when I’m down there.”

“Then become someone new, Daddy,” she advises, her voice husky, and it takes me right back to that first time when Aeron sent me down to retrieve her and I fucked her up against the wall instead, unable to resist her siren call. If the way her nipples pebble is any indication, she remembers too. “You gave me pleasure before down there, so fucking much.”

Taking a deep inhale, my dick filling with blood and pressing against my slacks once more, I place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Come on, Little Bird. Time to take your punishment like a good little girl.” Her entire body shudders at my words, and suddenly, the basement where I had beaten her doesn’t feel so scary, not when her body begs me to make her sing a different tune.

I take Aeron’s place in the lead, my hands still clammy as I walk backwards and through the door, the dark, cool air lifting the hair on the back of my neck. My eyes don’t leave her body as I lead her down the steps, taking my time as I watch every shudder and twitch of her skin. Her heels make aclickingnoise on the concrete steps, and she looks so fucking hot wearing those and the blindfold that it’s a wonder we make it down in one piece.

Jude and Tarl squeeze past when we reach the bottom, heading into the room where we gave her pleasure then pain, and I pause on the threshold, waiting while they light the candles that were left from her night in the coffin. They lift the St. Andrews cross into the center of the space, and I flashback to the time we tied her to it previously, Aeron not letting her come for hours as we played with her body using our tongues.

A grin that I know has an edge of evil spreads across my lips as I help her move into position.

“Wha—” she starts to say, but Aeron hushes her with a finger over her lips.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, Dove,” he informs her in a firm tone as I let go of one of her hands, raising the other to allow Jude to cuff her to one side of the cross, Tarl doing the same to the other. “We’re going to play, and you’re going to take it like a very good girl. Every time you come close to orgasm, we’ll pull back, only to start all over again once you’ve calmed down enough.” She whimpers and my dick weeps at the sound. Fuck, this won’t just be torture for her.

“W—when will you let me come, Devil Man?” she stammers, her tone one of submission, and with the way her breasts rise and fall, she’s clearly excited.

“When I decide you can,” he coos, his finger trailing down her jaw, the valley in between her breasts, and circling her belly button. Her chest ceases to move at all as she waits for his next move. Hell, we’re all poised too, eyes trained on his finger. “Cuff her ankles.”

He removes his finger completely, and she sags, allowing Tarl and Jude to secure her ankles on the cross. Aeron steps back, and I have to bite my lips to stop the laugh wanting to spill out at how clearly hard he is, his slacks tented.

“I call first dibs!” Jude announces, shuffling on his knees, his head the perfect level with her pussy.

Aeron rolls his eyes but says nothing as Jude strips off his jacket and shirt, allowing us a view of his scarred back. I’m pretty sure that they’re scars of his own doing, he’s always found solace in inflicting pain upon himself, but he’s never shared that story with me, so I’m uncertain.

“Oh, fuck!” Lark exclaims in a breathy groan, and I look up from Jude’s back to see that he’s wasted no time and is eating her out like a starving fucking man. The sound of his enjoyment of the task soon fills the room, along with her cries and moans, and my hand grabs my dick over the top of my pants as I watch them.

She’s beautiful in her pleasure, her hands clenched into fists above her as her corded neck thrashes around. Her nipples are so hard that they look almost painful, and I can’t hold back any longer, sauntering to her side, bending down, and taking one into my mouth. She makes a deep keen in her throat as I swirl my tongue around her tight bud, seeing Jude doing something similar to her clit. He really is the master of giving head, male or female.

“Wanna help me break the rules, Daddy?” Jude quizzes me quietly, and I let go of her nipple to look down at him, his blue eyes full of mischief.

“What did you have in mind?” My voice is a deep rasp, and I blow on her damp bud, watching it tighten even more. Jude thrusts three fingers inside her cunt, pumping them leisurely in and out with a wet, sucking motion, her pussy clearly gripping them as if she doesn’t want to let him go.

“Oh, shit, yes!” she cries out, her hips moving in time with his fingers.

“I suggest we make her come so hard she blacks out, and then convince big bro to do the same, forcing her to have as many orgasms as we decree.” She moans at that, and I know that she fucking loves the idea. I fucking love the idea.

“I’m in,” I reply without hesitation, reaching around and pinching her other nipple so hard that she screams, the sound ending on a long moan when Jude sucks her clit. “We’ll have to be quick, otherwise he’ll stop us.” Delight lights a fire in my veins, adding to the flames the beauty before me is fanning, at the thought of getting one over on Aeron. We may be friends, but I still enjoy besting him.

Leaning back up, I wrap my hand around the front of her throat, loving the feel of her swallowing and testing my grip. I tighten it, then press my lips to her ear. “If you’re a very good girl, a quiet girl, we will let you come, but you can’t let Aeron know that you’re close.” She whimpers, giving me a slight nod. “Such a good little fuck doll for us. I can’t wait for your pussy to squeeze my dick as tightly as I’m about to squeeze your throat.”

She moans, and the sound makes my entire body shudder with need. I hiss when I feel a hand lower my zipper and undo my button, and watch as Jude pulls me out, his hand pumping my dick in time to his fingers fucking our girl. His face is still buried in between her thighs, and fucking hell, this boy can multitask.

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