Chapter 4
FOUR
STONE
She tries to yank the door open but it doesn’t budge. I remain where I am, leaving her to it because there is no escape for her from this place. This is her new fucking home until we say otherwise. For the foreseeable future she is our pet and we’ll do whatever the fuck we like to her.
“Fuck!” she shrieks, then whirls around to face me with that knife held out in front of her. I spy Huxley from the corner of my eye entering the room, blocking her last escape. “I’ll fucking kill you,” she vows.
“You’re pathetic,” I grit out.
Her eyes dart around the small room, trying to work out an escape plan but it's futile, she’ll never get past us.
“I’ll make you a deal. Drop the fucking knife and I promise to let you come once tonight,” Hux vows.
“I’m not fucking you!” she hisses.
Both Huxley and I chuckle. “No. We’ll be fucking you, little convict,” I say. Her eyes widen in surprise. I see the indecision plastered all over her face. “Either way, you aren’t leaving this place and we’ll still get what we want from you.”
She nibbles her bottom lip and shakes her head.
“Get fucked,” she screams as she runs toward me with the knife in the air, ready to plunge it into my chest. I shift out of the way and grip her wrist in one hand, then whirl around so her back is plastered to my chest. I apply enough pressure to her wrist to make her cry out.
She drops the blade and it clanks to the tile floor with a tink. “Please…”
“Are you begging, little convict?” I murmur in her ear.
She trembles in my hold. Hux pushes forward until his front is plastered against hers. He grips her chin and forces her head back to meet his gaze.
“Want to make a deal?” he asks.
She keeps her lips clamped shut and refuses to answer, so I prompt her. “Tick tock, little convict.”
“What’s the fucking deal?” she hisses.
“If your lying little cunt is drier than a nun's pussy, we won’t touch you and will let you go.” She sucks in a sharp inhale. I smirk behind my mask, knowing she is soaking wet. She always got off on me chasing her and holding her down as I fucked her.
“A-and… if it’s not?” she stutters.
“Then we all get to take whatever the fuck we want from you.” She gasps and snaps her head to the side at the sound of his voice, his red mask seems so ominous in the darkness.
“Do you agree?” I hedge as I release her wrist and force my hand behind her and Hux’s bodies.
I know that fucker isn’t budging an inch because he wants me to feel how hard he is.
I groan the instant my knuckles brush against his rock-hard cock, making him chuckle.
Lennon trembles as I skirt my fingers along her thigh, then work my way back up to her pussy.
She tries to push Hux away to get free, but he stands firm.
When I slide a finger through her folds, I groan. “You dirty little slut, you’re drenched.”
A sob tears out of her and she shakes her head as I start circling her clit. “Please…”
“Please what?” I push.
“Don’t do this,” she pleads.
“Revenge is a dish best served hot, little convict, and you stole years from us. I haven’t felt the warmth of a tight cunt in nearly three years.” He growls, her whole body turning to stone as she stares over at him.
“Kincaid…” she breathes out a moment before I push a finger inside her tight little pussy, pulling a scream from her and distracting her from that train of thought.
“Lift her, I want to taste that cunt.” I withdraw my finger, bend down and grab her under her thighs, then lift her up so she is exposed and bare to my dad and Huxley.
My boy drops to his knees and lifts his mask enough to expose his mouth.
The sight of my boyfriend on his knees and eating my ex’s cunt out is a sight I have dreamed of.
Lennon cries out and arches her back as Hux laps at her pussy like a starving dog.
Dad stands there watching, he’s stiff and I know how much strength he is using right now to remain where he is. We loved her. We wanted to protect her but she stabbed us in the back and stole my dad from me.
My dick is rock fucking hard and twitching in my jeans, begging for me to sink inside her tight little hole.
Memories of her taking my virginity surface and I fight those fuckers not wanting to remember how good it once was between us.
She begins to tremble in my hold, telling me without words that she is close and about to come all over Hux’s face but, before she can tip over the edge, Dad speaks.
“Enough!” Hux does as he’s told and pulls back. Len deflates against me but her body is coiled with need and she is pissed Dad just robbed her of her orgasm. “Strap her ass down. It’s time she started paying us back for her sins.”
She tenses in my arms as I push forward, move around Hux and past Dad to the dining room. She begins to thrash in my hold, forcing me to put her down, but I keep an arm around her waist so she doesn’t run off when she sees the wooden table that is equipped with restraints.
“No! Please don’t—”
I cut her off before she can finish. “This is happening, whether you like it or not. You had a chance to be free but that dirty little cunt of yours told us how much you wanted it, so you have no one to blame but yourself.”
She makes a strangled sound in the back of her throat when I lift her feet off the ground and carry her over to the table.
When I lay her down on the table I expect her to fight and scream but she does none of that.
She just lays there glaring up at me with murder in her eyes, her upper lip peeled back in a snarl.
“Go. Fuck. Yourself.” She announces each word. They are layered in disdain and malice, which brings a smile to my face.
“The only one who is getting fucked… is you,” Dad snarls as he comes to stand at the foot of table and begins to shackle her ankles. Hux and I secure her wrists. She tries to fight but it’s fucking pointless. She is no match for us. She will be at our mercy whether she likes it or not.
“Goddamn you!” she screams as she thrashes in her restraints. The three of us stand shoulder to shoulder and stare at her. She looks like a chained animal.
“God won’t save you. He knows you're a sinner and so do we…” I growl.
Hux laughs but there’s a dark edge to it, he’s been craving this moment for as long as we have.
She’s laid before us like a fucking feast ready to be devoured.
Her pussy is showcased like a masterpiece painting that should be hung in a gallery.
My mouth waters with the need to taste her cunt and feel her cum trickling down my chin as she screams.