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I pounce on the bed after him.
My immense weight causes her body to lift.
She screams when she lays eyes on us. "Leave me alone!"
Rook shakes her shoulders. "Quit being so hysterical, bitch. Tell us what the fuck is going on."
Olivia bursts into tears. "Colt came into my room last night and took my virginity."
Anger.
Pure. Unadulterated. Fierce.
It flows through my veins, thicker than an elixir of death.
My lips curl into a snarl as I push my face into Olivia’s. "After all we’ve fucking done for you. How dare you not tell us you were losing your virginity? We’re your kings, too. Not only Colt."
"I didn’t know it was going to happen!" Olivia sobs, shaking in our arms.
I snap her chin up. "Fucking liar. We bought youflowers.Treated you like a princess. It turns out that you’re nothing more than a filthy slut. We were right to buy you that necklace. You don’t deserve one that calls you a princess. Or a Queen. You’re a fucking whore who gives her virginity to one King and not the others. You did this on purpose, slut."
Rook’s eyes lock on hers. "Look how mad you’re making us. We haven’t treated you as roughly as Colt, but now you’ve pissed us off. I’m not the type of motherfucker to play with. I served years in juvie. You made me feel like I could open up to you eventually. Not today, but soon. Now, I can’t trust you. You rode Colt’s cock and didn’t even call out for me and Brock. You’re a bitch. A traitor. A liar."
Olivia’s frantic blue eyes dance between us.
Fauns staring into the barrel of a hunter’s gun aren’t so afraid.
She claws at our chests, choking back sobs as her lower lip quivers. "I didn’t ask for it."
Rook sinks his fingers into her shoulders. "Liar. You’re recovered in blood and cum. You enjoyed this. Your pussy squirted."
"I didn’t come!"
"Yes, you did." I sniff the air, hatred charging through me. "If you think I can’t smell your two orgasms, you’re mistaken. You liked it when Colt bred you roughly. It’s what you wanted. Deserved. You’re in for it now, bitch. You fucked with the wrong Kings. We won’t bend over and take your disrespect like little bitches. You’re a backstabbing whore who used and manipulated us. We were all supposed to pop your cherry on your special night. Bust it down the middle with our iron cocks. Instead, Rook and I are stuck with leftovers. A used bitch without a hymen. A whore. A filthy fucking slut. One that’s no better than the blond bitches who walk around Saintswood with their fake tits and asses sticking out. I ought to have rutted you straight down the middle when I ate you out on the quad. Shanked you with my cock before Colt took your gift."
Rook runs his thumb down Olivia’s body. "You’re no better than my crack whore mother who spreads her legs for the first man who buys her a rock."
We yank her legs apart and show off her naked bloody pussy. Olivia squirms, pain on her face, attempting to break away. Every bit of her angel pussy has been destroyed. I sniff the air, imbibing the scent of her loss.
What a fucking shame that she no longer possesses that which makes her the most valuable. In some countries, she’d be taken out in the middle of the town square and taught an ultimate lesson. That’s wrong on every level. I hate men who treat women like objects.But you can’t blame men who act crazy when you whore yourself out.
I trail my index finger up her pussy. She clenches, fighting my gentle touch. This goddamn fucking bitch is so ungrateful that I’m not hurting her right now. I’m gentle. Light as a feather. Does she want me to use an actual feather? My finger is light to the goddamn touch. I could hurt her so badly if I wanted to. Ram five fingers up her cunt because I can. Because I’m a man and I hold the power over her.
Olivia’s back twitches, her ass lifting off the sheets. She’s all but glued to the matters due to what Colt did to her. So many liquids. Fucking whore should’ve called out to me and Rook. We could’ve partaken in the fun of the most special night of her life.
If Colt gave her a baby, I’ll be so fucking mad I’ll need to murder a homeless man. We should all come in her pussy at the same time so she doesn’t know whose baby it is. Triple penetrate this bitch. Maybe our heir will look like Rook. He’ll have a giant cock that drives the ladies wild. Maybe he’ll look like me. He’ll come out speaking French. I’ll make sure the boys at his school don't bully him for being culturally sophisticated. Or maybe he’ll have Colt’s ugly fucking mug. Icy black eyes. Deadly expression. Chiseled jaw and ripe red lips. A face of pure hatred. He’ll come out of Olivia’s pussy with a knife in his hand ready to find out what happened to his Colt's sister. Chelsie.
"Colt only fucks you so hard because his sister was brutally raped and murdered." I ram my finger up her violated cunt.
Olivia screams so hard that it gives me tinnitus. She thrusts her arms to the side, clawing at air. Silly fucking girl. As if that’ll make me stop.
With a roar, I shove Rook to the side, untuck my cock, wrap my fingers around her neck, and fuck her pussy. Her eyes roll back in agony or is it ecstasy? I can’t tell which. Olivia wants this. Needs this. That’s why she didn’t call our names when Colt took her. She wanted Colt to fuck her harder. Faster. Pin her to the mattress so she couldn’t walk for a week.
Olive’s legs flail helplessly. She reminds me of a boat on the ocean without a functioning engine. I’m the tidal wave pushing her to and fro. Casting her this way and that. Up, down. She can’t figure out which way to move. She’s subject to the whims of the tempest. My storm.
Electric currents fly out of my dick, blasting into her cunt like lightning. They blast her brutalized cunt, sending shocks through her system. Her skin all but fucking lights up in a blaze of firepower. I choke her as I fuck her. My giant cock saws in and out of her cunt.
I snarl in her face. "I thought this moment would change my life. Transform me. Instead, I feel nothing. No pleasure. I’m fucking you for the first time and you’ve made me miserable."
