Epilogue #2
Ransom just smirks. “More for me then. I thought you loved driving, Mal.”
“Not right now, I don’t,” Malice mutters, sounding so put out that I have to laugh.
Vic, who doesn’t have to keep his eyes on the road, turns around to watch from the passenger seat, and my blood heats as Ransom leans close to nip at my earlobe.
“Even though Vic likes to join in now, I bet he still gets off on watching too,” he murmurs. “Should we give him what he wants?”
I nod, my breath catching.
Ransom tugs my pants all the way off and then helps me turn sideways in the seat so that my legs are spread. Then he wastes no time situating himself between my thighs, holding them open so he can bury his face in my pussy.
The first touch of his tongue to my clit makes me moan out loud, and Ransom devours me like he’s starving. It feels so fucking good, the way he flicks his tongue, licking and lapping at me, and I give myself over to it entirely.
“Anyone driving by is gonna be able to see you,” Malice comments from the front, his voice gruff with need.
The thought of what a filthy sight we must make sends a rush of arousal through me, and wetness gushes from me, soaking Ransom’s chin.
“Yeah, I don’t think she minds,” he murmurs, grinning against my heated flesh.
He keeps lapping at me, running his tongue up and down my slit in long strokes before concentrating on my clit again, and even if I wanted to hold off my orgasm, there would be no way to stop it now.
“Ransom,” I whimper, writhing beneath him. “Oh god…”
Malice steps on the gas, cutting around a corner so fast that I slide across the seat a little. Even though I just came, Ransom doesn’t let up. He keeps going, fucking me with his tongue and teasing me with the piercing until I’m arching against him, tugging at his hair.
“You taste so fucking good,” he mutters. “Could eat you forever.”
I don’t know how much time passes before the car screeches into the garage. Malice gets out, slamming his door and then yanking open mine so he can lift me out of the back seat.
“Wow, rude.” Ransom licks his lips, complaining good naturedly as I’m taken away from him. “I was in the middle of something.”
Malice doesn’t even seem to hear him. He sets me down on the hood of the car and then shoves his pants down in one go. His tattooed cock springs out, rock hard and flushed, and I groan at the sight of it.
“Is it healed enough?” I ask, biting my lip as I stare down at his newest tattoo. My name, written right along the length of his dick alongside his other ink.
“Yeah, it’s good.” His voice is a harsh rasp.
He hasn’t been able to fuck me while it’s healing, and although that’s been torture for both of us, he insists that it was worth it. And I have to admit, seeing my name emblazoned on his shaft is definitely a turn-on.
He’s found other ways to get me off—watching his brothers fuck me, fingering me, eating me out, and playing with toys—but god, I’ve missed this.
“Then fuck me,” I beg. “Please.”
My pussy is soaked between how turned on I am and the orgasm I just had, but even so, when Malice drives into me in one smooth motion, I can feel the burn of the stretch.
He’s clearly too pent up and desperate to wait, and I don’t mind.
I love when this man takes what he wants.
When he fucks me hard and demanding, forcing me to keep up.
“So good,” I gasp. “Don’t stop.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper, my moans echoing around us as he drives into me again and again.
“You’re ours,” he growls, the sound coming out harsh and guttural. “You’re always gonna be ours. Our muse. Our beautiful whore. And someday soon, our wife.”
His voice turns to pure gravel when he says that last part, and I nod frantically, panting for breath.
“Yours,” I echo. “Yours, yours, yours. Always.”
He groans, as if me saying that is making this even better for him, and I bite down on his shoulder as I come.
“Shit,” Malice curses, his hands tightening on my waist he falls apart too, filling me up. “Take it all, Solnyshka. Fuck.”
It seems to go on forever, his cock pulsing and pulsing as he fills me up, and even before we separate, cum is leaking down my thighs.
After one more deep kiss, he pulls out and steps back, letting another gush of wetness spill from me.
I look at his brothers, who are both out of the car now and watching us with ravenous gazes.
“I know Malice needed that,” Ransom tells me, amusement in his voice. “But I need you too, pretty girl.”
He steps up, cupping my face first so he can pull me into a kiss. It’s searing hot but edged in gentleness, and I can taste myself on his lips.
That makes me moan into the kiss, and Ransom’s eyes are dark as he pulls away. He slides me off the car’s hood and turns me around, bending me over so that my hands are braced on the still-warm metal.
He grips a handful of my ass and spreads me open. “Look at you,” he groans. “You’re always so fucking hot when you’re well fucked. I don’t know how anyone could see your pretty pussy all wrecked and open like this and not wanna take you all over again.”
“Ransom,” I plead, pushing my hips back. “I need you.”
“You’ve got me,” he murmurs. “Always.”
Then he presses into me.
His cock is different from Malice’s, and the piercings rub against my sensitive flesh, working me up even more. He slaps my ass as he fucks me, the noise echoing and mixing with the sound of our sharp breaths and grunts.
“Beautiful,” Vic murmurs. “So stunning.”
I can feel his eyes on me, watching every movement.
I’m pretty sure he remembers every time he’s ever seen his brothers fuck me and could probably describe the specifics of each individual encounter.
Heat curls through me at the realization that we’re adding to that lengthy database in his mind right now.
“She truly is. That’s our girl.” Ransom’s voice is strained as he fucks me, and I can tell he’s close as well. His thrusts take on a frantic pace, and the pleasure starts to build in me, spiraling out and throwing me into another orgasm.
I scream this time, the sound bouncing around us, and I tremble against the hood of the car as sensation crashes around me. Ransom keeps fucking me through it, and then he finds his release as well, coming hard with a low groan.
After a few moments, he pulls out and helps me stand up straight on wobbly legs. He pulls me close, tucking hair behind my ear.
“You want your other future husband to fuck you too?” he asks, his blue-green eyes dancing. “I know Vic is starving for you, pretty girl. Do you still want more?”
I nod. “Yeah. So much.”
“Not on the car,” Vic says immediately, and I grin, because of course he wants to fuck me someplace better designed for the activity.
Ransom shares a smile with me, then scoops me up and carries me into the main living area, bypassing the living room and heading straight for the big bed in the bedroom. He helps me take my shirt off while his brothers follow us in, then lays me out on the bed like a prize for Vic.
I swallow hard as Victor undresses and climbs up to kneel between my legs. He fists himself, gazing down at me with that intense look he always gets when he watches me.
“Was Ransom right?” I ask him. “Do you still like watching?”
“Yes,” he answers, his voice tight. “But only because I know I can touch you afterward.”
As if to prove it to himself, he touches me now. He gropes at my chest, squeezing my tits hard before pinching my nipples roughly. I arch, crying out for him as sparks of pain and pleasure shoot through me.
He drags his hands down my body, touching my scars on the way down before wrapping his fingers around my hips. I gasp as he hauls me closer, the head of his cock notching at my entrance before he presses in all the way.
He pauses when he’s buried inside me, his eyes falling closed like he’s experiencing a moment of bliss. Like he never wants to leave.
“Vic,” I whine when he stays like that for too long, shifting underneath him to try to get some friction. “Please. Please, move. Oh my god.”
Vic clenches his jaw and shakes his head. “Not yet. I want you to come on my cock first. Just like this. I want to feel you.”
I groan, clenching around him. He’s so hard and so big, filling me up so completely, and I grind down on him, rolling my hips to rub my clit against him. Using him to get off.
I’m so worked up and sensitive now that it doesn’t take long at all. Something catches inside me, and that fire spreads, burning through me as I tip into pleasure again. I squirm on the bed, letting out a series of garbled pleas as I fall apart.
“Oh… oh, god. Feels so… fuck!”
His nostrils flare wide as he listens to me. Then, finally, he starts moving.
It’s clear that holding out while I clenched around him like that used up all of his self-control, because his movements are wild and harsh as he fucks me in hard, fast strokes.
He brings my knees up to my chest, exposing the mess of my cum-smeared pussy as he batters into me, and both of us stare down at the place where we’re connected.
“Willow,” he pants. “I love you. I love you. I—”
The words choke off, the muscles in his neck standing out as he throws his head back. Two more deep strokes, and he empties himself inside me.
His fingers slowly loosen their grip, and he releases his grip on my knees, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist. It’s as if I can see him putting himself back together in real time as he recovers from the intensity of it, and when our gazes lock, his eyes burn with contentment.
It looks damn good on him.
“I love you too,” I whisper.
He smiles at me, and I smile back. Then he pulls out, leaving me a fucked out mess.
Vic slides a finger inside me, and I hiss at how sensitive my body is now. He gathers up a mixture of all the cum inside me and then holds it up to my mouth. I raise my head enough to lick that finger clean, savoring the taste of all of them like a perfect cocktail.
“Damn. You do shit like that, Solnyshka, and you make me want to fuck you all over again,” Malice groans.
He and Ransom crawl up onto the bed to join us as Vic slips his finger from my mouth, the three of them surrounding me the way I like best.
“You should take a nap,” Vic murmurs, brushing my hair back. “Sleep is important for you right now, and it’s been a long day.”
Ransom grins. “Plus, you’ll need to be well-rested, because we have something very important to do tomorrow.”
I turn my head to look at him, my brow furrowed. “What’s that?”
“We have to go ring shopping.”
I grin back, a happy warmth filling my chest.
On the night that I met these men, I was terrified of them. I watched them kill someone, and I was so sure they were going to kill me too. I had no idea that night that I’d met my soulmates.
But it’s true. Soulmates exist, and these three men are mine.
And now, I’m going to marry them.
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I was a good girl once, but now I dance with devils.
Some people wear their heart on their sleeve. I wear vengeance like a suit of armor.
I’ve got a list with six names on it. Six people who wronged me, who hurt me, who took everything from me. Six people who turned me into the monster I am now.
And I’ve crossed off every name but one.
One more name. One more death. Should be simple, right?
Yeah, you’d think so. But it turns out revenge is a messy business, and when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, I royally piss off four brutal, twisted, gorgeous men.
Gage, Priest, Ash, and Knox.
Lucky for me, the last name on my list is someone they’ve got their own grudge against, so instead of killing me, they offer me a deal. They’ll give me a chance to exact my vengeance, and in exchange, all they want is…
Me.
I’m not stupid. I’ve played this game before. Even though they've agreed to help me, I know they want to punish me too. They want to toy with me. To let their demons loose on me.
But maybe these Kings of Chaos have let my pretty face fool them.
Because I'm just as vicious as they are. And I’ve got demons of my own.
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