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His brown eyes meet mine, and slowly, a wicked grin forms, “It's fucking perfect.”
“Did I leave anything out?”
“Are you fucking shitting me? You've listed every possible thing that we could ever want to do to her luscious body here! My only question is, will it be too much for the Saintly Scott?”
I scoff, “I guess there is only one way to find out.” I nod as I look over his head at the person who is about to become our own little dirty possession.
Jett swivels around, and we watch Catalina Scott, the Provost's only daughter, saunter up to us to sign away her very soul. When she stops in front of us, she exudes a bitch vibe. She's trying to show us how tough she is, but we know her game, and we will call her out on it every fucking time.
“Before we start,” shelooks back and forth between Jett and me, “I will not be some kind of submissive. I will call none of you Master, Sir, or any other fucked up name, especially Daddy. Got it?”
Fuck, my dick just got fucking hard. Kitty Cat is damn hot when she lets her claws out. I give her my most wicked grin, “Good because I want to hear you screaming out my name when I have you coming like a freight train.”
Blondie rolls her eyes, yet I can see the goosebumps littering her porcelain skin. “I will hold my own opinion until that time comes...IF that time comes.”
“Oh, it will come, Kitty Cat; you can fucking count on it.” I take the contract from Jett's hands and then pull out a chair, “Sit.”
“I think I will stand, thank you very much.” Our little hellcat crosses her arms as she smirks at me.
I'm not one for being forceful with women, but I need to get control of her attitude. Otherwise, it will run rampant, and she will think she can talk this way to us anytime. So, grabbing her arm, not quite in a bruising grip, but enough to warn her that I mean business, I pull her over and sit her in the fucking chair.
“There, much better.” I smile at her, “Now, to answer your little demand, as fun as it sounds having you submit to us, it's not what we want. Although we can be sadistic at times, we don't want to control you like that. We actually like the fire you've got inside.” I run my finger across her shoulder and then bend down close to her ear, “It turns us on like no other...”
“But,” Jett finishes, “Make no mistake, the more you fight, the more we push.”
I place the contract face down, leaving my hand over it, and lean on the table, “You will read through this contract and ask any question you want right now, but there is no negotiating on any of it. What you see inside this contract is what will stay and what you will be signing up for.”
“You don't even know what I'm asking help with. How can you make up an agreement without knowing the details?” The Saint questions with less of a bitchy tone this time.
I only shrug, “We can help you with anything, so it really doesn't matter what our part is in this. We will be signing it as well.”
“You should know, Lovely Lina,” Jett chimes in, “Once you sign this, you are ours to do with as we please. The contract will state all the possible things we may request from you, but it doesn't matter. Do you know what a CNC is or dubious consent?”
I catch her rolling her eyes again and grab her chin firmly, “Roll those pretty blues again, and I will turn you over my knee right here and spank that gorgeous peach of yours!”
She nods slightly, and I let go, letting her answer Jett's question, “Of course, I know what they mean.”
“Good,” I run my fingers through her hair, “Because that is pretty much what this contract is about. You are giving us permission to do whatever we want to this body of yours,” I hear her sharp inhale, “Don't you worry, though, because I promise you that you will like every twisted, depraved, and sadistic thing we do to you. You see, Kitty Cat, you are just like us. You were meant to be part of this group. It just so happens that you have a pussy instead of a cock, which puts you in a tough position.”
“What is that?” she cocks a brow at me.
“Don't you understand? You were made to be ours, to be possessed by us alone, so” I bend down once more and run the tip of my tongue up the shell of her ear, “You can either join us by giving yourself to us, or you can walk away, never having the protection that only we can give you. You should know, though, we will probably make your life hell if you take the latter route.”
“So, you're pretty much blackmailing me? I find it funny that my father told me to search the Lords of Sin out if I ever needed help, yet I have to sell my soul to the devil to get your help.”
I chuckle, and Jett follows suit, “Oh, Kitty Cat, you're not signing your soul to the devil...the Lords of Sin are so much worse than the devil himself.”
Pushing the contract closer to her, she glances up at me, and I nod, telling her that she can now read through it. I move so I stand directly behind her and reach around, flattening my hand over her sternum.
“May I?” I ask as I slide it down a little further, “I want to feel how many times your heart races as you read through everything.”
She studies me for a moment and then gives a little nod. My cock jerks at her permission, and I slip my hand between her plump breasts. The speed at which her heart races on and off is amusing. I've got some pretty sick shit listed in that contract, half of it is stuff that we will most likely never do, but I want her to know the depth of our depravity.
“Um, weekly enemas?” She asks, and I grin at Jett.
“Oh, Lovely Lina. You do realize that there are three of us, right? We share everything, so there will be times when all three holes will be full, fucked, and filled with our seed. That ass will need a good cleaning once a week.”
I can't see her expression, but her heart is pounding profusely, and I can tell she likes the sound of that. With a few more questions, mainly on what a few terms mean, she finally places the contract down, and I come around to watch her reaction. I'm unsure what to think because she has closed her eyes. Is she getting ready to forget the whole thing? This contract is not for the faint of heart. I'm not sure why I made it as twisted as I did because anyone with a brain would turn it down, and our girl is a smart cookie unless she's just that desperate.
