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“You like discipline, you like pain.”
I shook my head with his fingers still invading my mouth. “No,” I mumbled against his fingers.
“Yes,” he argued with a slight smile. “Your body betrays you.”
How could this be? I hated him. I hated everything about what he did to me and how he treated me…and yet, I wanted his finger to return to my pussy and rub my clit. I wanted his touch. I wanted it more than anything. I hungered. I craved. I needed. My bottom burned, my neck throbbed, but my soul burned for more. I wanted it again. Choke me, beat me, and please, oh please, fuck me.
The devil had truly possessed my body, but no holy water would be able to purge me clean.
Pulling his fingers away from my mouth, Freyr put his face right up to mine. So close that I could feel his breath against my lips. “I will not tolerate. I will not forgive. Where my brother may care, I do not. My brother may be nice; I am anything but. My brother possesses everything that I do not. Remember that.”
He pressed his mouth to mine in what I thought would be a kiss, but instead, he pulled my bottom lip in between his teeth and bit hard.
“Do not make me teach you another lesson. I will not hesitate to keep you safe, no matter what it takes to assure that I do,” he warned.
CHAPTER 9
“Are you ready for the last part of your lesson on what happens when you anger a huntsman?”
I nodded. “Yes, teach me,” I begged. I wanted pleasure to join the pain which coursed through my body, but more than anything else, I wanted to feel Freyr’s cock buried deep within me.
Again, the devil screaming inside of me was so very loud.
Demanding to be heard.
No chance for redemption.
Nothing but sinful lust and damning hunger.
Something had been awoken inside of me via the pain of the punishment by Freyr’s hand. My needs, my desire, my lust all bubbled to the surface, begging for satisfaction.
Freyr glared into my hunger-filled eyes and softly began to speak. “I will have you tonight, Snow. I will take you and make you mine. Completely. And not just me…I will share you with my brother as well.”
Both.
Yes. Yes…
I turned my head at the heavy sound of Steen’s boots entering the room.
Both brothers.
At once.
Yes, the devil hollered inside of me like never before.
I could feel the lust-induced power begin to take over. His voice echoed, his face blurred. Warm light emanated from his body, and a heat burned between our connecting flesh. My eyes rolled back in my head for a moment while the spell took over my entire being.
Steen turned me onto my back, careful not to cause any more pain to my punished behind. I could feel his light touch along the surface of my skin.
So much softer than his brother’s harsh hand.
Closing my eyes, I focused on the sensations sizzling through me—on the sense of touch alone. The cloak of darkness my eyelids provided heightened every stroke and every glide of their warm touches. The sounds of their own clothes being removed tortured me with the need to see the brothers nude before me.
I moaned in anticipation, knowing what I was doing—or having done to me—was wrong, but I couldn’t resist the need to have this. To take…to give… to them both at the same time.
One of the brothers placed a trail of soft kisses along my stomach. I wanted to open my eyes and see who, but part of me was afraid. Afraid to see two men hovering above me. If I kept my eyes closed, it would make this all seem like a dream rather than reality. Reality made it all the more dirty and wrong, but a dream was safe.
The mystery brother’s hands moved along the soft mounds of my breasts, gently massaging my fiery skin. Maybe it was both of them—each caressing a breast. A mouth lowered to one of my hardened nipples and a tongue began to trace along the tip. I moaned as the inferno slowly eased from my body. The tongue continued to lick as a hand caressed my throbbing mound. Two fingers trailed down the wet folds before finding my welcoming entrance. Fingers pressed inside, causing a gasp to escape my lips.
I still kept my eyes closed as I tried to concentrate on the sensual feeling of fingers moving in a rhythmic motion inside my quivering pussy while my breast was sucked at the same time—all by two different men. I moaned in delicious agony, but slowly the moans became ones of pleasure.
The fingers worked in and out of my cunny while a mouth nipped at my breast. When I moaned even louder, the mouth moved to my neck, kiss by kiss, lick by lick.
