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Caia leans in, her mouth close to mine, and her breaths fan the words over my lips. “I love you more than anything,” she informs me. Then, she turns her head to meet the eyes of the other man who’s owning her. “I love you too. More than you can ever imagine.”
“I love you, sweetheart.” River winks, then slowly slides from her body and drives back in harder and faster than she expects, making her cry out a yes as pleasure rockets through her.
We move in earnest then.
We fuck.
We make love.
Writhing, trembling, clawing at each other with a need only animals would ever feel. It’s basal. Feral. I’m tempted to bite into her, to suck the life force that pumps through her veins and taste her essence as I watch her ride us both. Taking us inside her beautifully tight body.
We’re nothing but grunts and sweat, slick and slippery. Passion ignites us, and we’re burning from the love, the desire, and the lust driving us forward to find euphoria.
Then I feel River’s cock throbbing as he empties himself into her, marking her. I grip her hips, holding her against me, and bury my cock deep inside her, wishing with all my heart that I’m filling her womb with potent seed.
My girl doesn’t disappoint with the whimpers of pleasure as she calls out mine and River’s names. Her nails dig into my flesh as she shudders above me, between our bodies.
Stalking through the hallway, I make my way down to the cells. If there’s any more information I can get out of Caia’s mother, I’ll ensure I get it. I’ve just left both River and my girl sleeping in my bed, and the need to go back up to them, to curl myself between them is ever-present, but there’s work to be done.
A screech comes from the dungeon, and my feet move faster toward the sound. When I shove open the thick metal door, I find Dante and Harper inside. The girl’s mother is chained to the wall where my father used to bind us while he ensured our training went as planned.
Turning to the sound of the screech, I realize it’s not the woman who’s cuffed to the wall. Instead, I find the screen playing out the video of Harper’s abuse. They’re forcing this woman to watch what her daughter had to go through.
Tears stream from her eyes, and I wonder if she feels any guilt. When she attempts to turn her face away, her daughter forces it forward, making sure she watches every gruesome detail.
“Drake.” My brother sidles up beside me. “We wanted to get more information from Holly before the girls sat down with her.”
“I was coming down here to do the same, only I don’t think I would’ve tortured her like this,” I tell Dante, gesturing to the television screen which has the horrific scenes playing out.
“This was Harper’s idea.”
I nod at this information. Caia has a streak of fire in her, it burns brightly when she’s making a kill and it seems her sister is as vicious as she is. I don’t blame her in the slightest. In fact, I’m proud of her.
“So, you’re with both girls?” I question, realizing last night flew by. Everything that had happened was so fast I didn’t get a chance to talk to Dante.
“I am,” he tells me. “They’re both beautiful, they both want me, and since you’re delving into a lifetime threesome, I figured I’d try it out. And,” he says, leaning in closer. “Watching them lick my sticky seed from each other’s pretty little cunts is hot as hell.”
Shaking my head, I glance over at Dante. He’s always been more open about things than I have. And I can tell he’ll have his hands full with the two little spitfires.
“And how did you find out about Dad?”
“Hamish was more than happy to share the information when I threatened to slice off his balls.”
I watch my brother for a moment before telling him, “And you had us . . . what? Drugged? Brought back here?”
“The girl’s needed retribution. We needed the truth, and I think I did well.”
I nod. He’s right. This was a better idea than racing into the man’s home to kill him, but I only did that because I wanted to give Caia the one thing she needed.
Revenge.
“I will never forgive him.” My words are cold, harsh, but I don’t care. “He did things to us I can never forget, things that will always leave me broken.”
“Aren’t we all, brother?” Dante offers when he glances over at Harper who’s smiling at her mother’s tears. When the video clicks off, she takes one of the metal implements similar to a pair of pliers and knocks her mother out.
“I’m done.” She smiles at my brother as if he’s her savior.
