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“Rook, you dumb motherfucker. You were about to get your dick sucked.”
I frown. “Yeah.”
He sighs like I'm the thickest cunt he's ever encountered and pinches my chin tighter. “By someone who isn't me.”
“What?”
“Fuck’s sake.” He shakes his head again. “I don't want you to let anyone who isn't me suck your dick. Ever. Again.”
“What?”
“Fuck’s sake, Rook!” He drags me flush to him and crashes his lips to mine. He is not gentle about it as he steps into me, pushing me back against the wall.
“Queen,” I gasp.
“I don't want you to be with anyone else ever again.” He smashes his lips back against mine and rubs the palm of his hand over my dick, grinding into me. “Do. You. Understand?”
I nod.
His hands slide up my chest, unbuttoning my shirt before tossing it on the floor. Taking the buttons of my jeans in his thick fingers, he undoes them and shoves them to my ankles. My dick springs free, and I groan at the cold air that brushes against my overheated skin.
“Queen. Please,” I gasp.
He drops to his knees and takes me to the back of his throat as my head falls back against the wall. I slide my fingers into his blond hair, and his bright blue eyes gaze up at me as he swirls his tongue and takes me into his throat again. “Fuck!” I grit out, “Queen!” I tighten my hold on his hair as he stares into my soul, and he winks at me, deepthroating me into oblivion, I stutter and come down his throat. Once I’ve finished, I sag against the wall, and he slides up my body, reaches up and scrunches his hand into the back of my hair. Eyeing me, he grins.
“How many people have you fucked since we started fucking?”
“None,” my voice comes out hoarse and breathy.
“How many have sucked you off?”
“None.”
He nods once. “How many are you gonna let do anything to you again?”
“One!” I grin breathlessly. “You, sweetie. Only you!”
He crashes his lips to mine again, and I groan as I can taste myself on his tongue. He tastes like a future I didn't know I could have.
Ray
I'm so tired. I'm struggling now. This has become a chore rather than the retribution, the revenge, the closure I thought I needed. There are more parts of my big brother in the freezer than there are still attached to him, yet the cunt’s still breathing. “How are you not fucking dead yet?” I spit at him. There's nothing really left of him anymore. I destroyed him, and now there's only a shell. I take out my circular saw. I double bag the bin and start by removing a foot, then the other, then I cut at the knee, then the other.
I look at his limp dick and nearly barf. Huh, so blood and guts, I’m fine with. The limp dick of my soon-to-be-dead brother? Not so much. Good to know. He is bleeding out profusely now as he dies a horrible death, so I just continue to chop off limbs. It's gonna be much easier to transport him to Cletus’s in bits. So I take off his arms and the rest of his legs. I remove his head and hold it up. Grabbing out my phone, I stick my tongue out and take a selfie before tossing it into the bag. Fuck, I’m gonna have to call the guys to shift this lot!
“King!”
“Yes!”
“I need you lot at the office. I'm done, and I need you to make a delivery for me.”
“On our way!”
I start trying to chop the rest of my brother up, but the saw just won’t go fucking through. Its blade isn’t deep enough, so I have to toss him over and do him in sections motherfucker difficult till the fucking end!
I bag everything in manageable bags, grab all the smaller extremities from the freezer, and then I leave the bag with his head in on the side open with his face staring out! “Don’t want you to suffocate motherfucker!” I laugh out loud to myself.
My phone rings, and I answer. “Yo. What up?”
