Chapter Thirty-Nine
Matteo
“You’re telling me that we have to wait to kill this scumbag?” I whine. I know we just killed that fuck Wyatt but the high only lasts so long and I need to be the one to give the final blow.
“Yes, Matteo. David is a very important person. We aren’t killing no-name people anymore,” Sawyer rationalizes.
“What’s the plan then?” I ask. Damon is about to open his mouth when Brynne walks into the dining room from the garage door. She looks stunning in her pencil skirt and blouse, but she has Ryker’s flannel wrapped around her. I glance outside and see the leaves being blown around by the wind. Halloween is in a few weeks and the weather is definitely showing it.
“Oh you’re all here,” she says surprised. The way she follows up with a smile tells me that she doesn’t mind. I
already cleared everything out of my motel room this past weekend. It was enough to fit in my duffel bag anyway. I’m not leaving her side even if she tries to force me to. I’m here to stay whether she realizes it or not.
“We were just discussing David,” I say. She sets her
bag down on the table and joins us in the living room. She sits in between Ryker and me. Ryker instantly takes her in his arms and kisses her. “Greedy much. You have already seen her today,” I groan.
Brynne laughs. “There's plenty of me to go around.”
“Careful what you say, little devil,” Damon says from
the recliner. He looks Brynne up and down and his eyes darken. Brynne doesn’t seem bothered by it.
“Back to David,” Sawyer starts. “We need to plan this out. We can't just go in guns ablazing. There is a lot of attention on him after Max,” Sawyer looks to Brynne.
“Sorry,” she shrugs. I place my hand on her thigh.
“Never be sorry for killing sick fucks like Max,” I say.
She looks at me and it’s as if my body has known her for eternity. I feel tingling run through my fingertips and it’s a feeling I’m not too sure I like.
“We need to know everything Max told you Brynne,” Ryker explains.
“I already told you guys everything,” Brynne starts.
“Not everything,” Ryker cuts her off. She shoots
daggers at him and I’m glad I’m not under that gaze. If looks could kill, then Ryker would be dust like I presume Wyatt’s body is now that Brynne put him in the kiln.
“What does that mean?” Damon demands. He sits straight and we all look at Brynne.
“My past isn’t something I like to talk about,” she says plainly. “What I said today was a slip-up because you were scared to cum inside me,” she spats at Ryker.
“Brynne baby,” Ryker says softly as he reaches out for her. She moves closer to me and I relish in her warmth. “None of us likes to bring up the past but if we are in this, like really in it then we need to know everything,” Ryker adds.
“Everything?” Brynne pauses. “Then why don’t you go first? What happened to Riley Ryker?” she asks venomously. I know who Riley is and we all know what happened to Ryker’s brother. We had to know everything if we were to make this pack together. Brynne is the only one with a past we don’t know about. I don’t expect her to revisit it as easily as we all did, but it has to happen if we all plan to go forward with David.
This isn’t some random guy we picked off the streets. David is connected to powerful people and if we keep going and get to Robert then we are taking riskier targets. I grab Brynne and turn her toward me. She looks at me with her dark blue eyes.
“Brynne, we all faced our past. I know it isn’t something you want to do, but if we're going to be all in then we all need to be in. Do you want to move forward with David?” I ask.
“We will find everyone who hurt you Brynne, but I need to know who to start with,” Damon says knowingly. I watch her eyebrows scrunch and the pain washes over her eyes. I want to tell her to forget about it and that she can tell us another time, but we don’t have time for that.
“ What do you guys want to hear? How I was raped
over and over by every foster family that took me in?” She tilts her head and her face contorts in anger. “Or how about when I was given to four horrible men for a whole week and almost died? Is that enough?” She pans through the room and looks at all four of us in the eyes. “How about the part that Ryker is so curious about? The time I was forced to get an abortion because one of those men got me pregnant. I almost died because I got a severe infection and my foster parents ignored my cries of pain,” she looks at Ryker. “I can’t have kids because of the infection,” she finishes.
I’m not sure where to even start. I knew she had it bad, but I didn’t think it was that bad. Damon explained how bad it was, but hearing it come from her is different. I never could put myself in her place. My mother’s face flashes through my head when I look at Brynne. I wish I could have been there to help my mother but I couldn’t. Now is the time to redeem myself and I'll stop at nothing to make sure Brynne gets her revenge.
“Who are they?” Ryker and I say in unison.
“I don’t know,” Brynne murmurs.
“Do you remember what they looked like?” I ask. I grab her hand and run my thumb over her delicate skin.
“ It's all fuzzy. After that last foster house, I moved
downstate and was placed with Clara until we aged out,” she explains.
“Clara was too young to have aged out the same time as you,” Sawyer says.
“We fudged the paperwork after we ran away. Clara was always gifted with the computer. I saw potential in her as soon as I laid eyes on her. There was no way I was going to let her go through what I had endured. I made it my job to protect her and to make sure I stopped at nothing until I got my revenge,” she takes a deep breath. “Why did you need to know all of this now?” she asks.
“Because your ours now Brynne. All of our past’s merge into one once we've told each other. Your revenge is our revenge,” Damon says. He stands and reaches out for her hand. Brynne doesn’t hesitate one second before placing hers into his. “Let's go,” he says to all of us.
We follow them upstairs to Brynne’s room. I was
waiting for all of us to claim her. I thought Damon would have taken advantage of her in the woods, but he just watched. He likes to do that a lot. I would go crazy only watching and not being able to touch. I’m also an impatient prick so I guess that makes sense. I see what I want and don’t stop until I get it.
“ Get undressed and sit on the bed like a good girl
Brynne,” Damon says. We all stand shoulder to shoulder at the end of the bed. I watch as Brynne takes each piece of clothing off and lets it fall to the floor. My mouth salivates at the image of her fully naked in front of us. “Now you’re not going to fight us when you let us use you little devil. Are you?” Damon taunts.
“I don't have enough room for all of you,” she says nervously. My cock springs to life at the thought of using Brynne completely.
“I think we both have established that I know how to share. We can both share that tight pussy of yours. Unless you'd prefer me with Matteo in that sweet ass, little devil,” Damon says in a low voice. We always share girls, but Brynne is different. I’ve never desired to keep a girl after having her with all the guys.
“All of you?” she asks. I watch her ponder the idea.
“You can handle it Brynne baby. Just relax and let us take care of you,” I smile.
“Now open that pretty mouth of yours and stick out your tongue,” Damon demands. I watch as she does as she’s told. For being a doctor, she is very submissive. Damon spits in her mouth and slaps her right cheek. She whimpers and my cock painfully pushes at my zipper. She is still bruised underneath her makeup from killing Wyatt so I know that must have hurt. The smirk she is trying to hide makes me think our girl here likes a little bit of pain with pleasure.
“Now be a good cum slut and get on all fours. Wait for your reward like a good dog.” Sawyer is already naked and grabs her hair to tilt her head up.
“ Open,” he demands. He wastes no time in claiming
her mouth. I can't wait any longer. I kneel behind her and grab both of her cheeks and spread them revealing her puckering ass. I groan as my spit lands on the valley between her cheeks and slowly slides down. I can't resist tasting her. I lower myself and lick her ass, biting when necessary. Brynne whimpers in between licks and Sawyer groans.
Ryker moves from the corner of the room. He may have been shy when he first joined us, but now he wastes no time when he sees what he wants. “Stop and let me get under her,” he says. He moves swiftly under Brynne’s naked body. Her legs are on either side of him straddling him. He takes her breast into his mouth. Sawyer picks up his pace and Brynne gags on his cock. He pulls her hair resulting in her looking up at him.
“You ready Brynne baby? You’re going to take all of us. You’re going to let us use you for as long as we need to get our fill,” Damon drawls.
Brynne slowly nods with Sawyer’s cock in her mouth. Sawyer looks at me and then down at Ryker. I line myself up at her ass and slide inside her at the same time Ryker slides inside her pussy. The little whimper that comes out of Brynne getting filled has Damon stripping the rest of his clothes. He palms his cock and strokes himself while watching Brynne give away her power to pleasure us in the best way possible. It doesn’t take him long to want a taste for myself .
“ Matteo and Sawyer, switch,” he demands. I want to
object since I’ve only been able to get a few pumps inside her, but her mouth will feel all the same. As long as her warmth is wrapped around my cock, I could care less what hole it is.
“Stick your tongue out baby and taste my cock,” I taunt. “Do you like the taste of your ass?” I add. I shove my cock in the back of her throat before she can answer. Sawyer spits and fingers her tight asshole before lining himself up.
Ryker stops his thrusts to allow him to get the right angle. Then they both pump simultaneously into Brynne. She moans and the vibration almost makes me cum. Any part of Brynne is like getting a little piece of heaven.
Damon kneels next to Sawyer. Brynne's eyes widen, the only indication that she knows what hole Damon has chosen. He spits in his hand and strokes his cock. I watch as he slowly pushes himself inside of her. She whimpers on my cock as Damon and Sawyer stretch her asshole.
“Fuck she's gripping me harder. She loves that, keep going,” Ryker says from under Brynne. Damon places his hand on her lower back and pushes her down. They must hit the right spot because Brynne moans again. I lean my head back and look at the ceiling.
“ Fuck,” I groan. I’m about to cum but hold on barely.
Sawyer and Damon find a rhythm where one of us pulls out the other pushes forward. Brynne pants as Ryker picks up his pace. He grips her hips pushing his hips up to use up all the space she has to offer. Damon slowly pulls out of Brynne and her eyebrows knit together as she turns her head and her eyes meet his. Her mouth is still wrapped around my cock .
She doesn't take her eyes off of him as he palms his cock and comes up behind Sawyer. He grins knowingly and leans forward. Ryker wraps his arms around Brynne, trapping her so she can’t move. I watch Damon spit on Sawyer’s ass before lining himself up. Damon pushes into him and Sawyer groans. He kisses his shoulder before pulling out and thrusting harder into him. I knew they fucked but we have never all done this before. It’s like Brynne unlocks part of us we never knew were there in the first place.
“Now fuck her. Hard. I want you to move back on my cock every time you retreat from her ass,” Damon says to Sawyer. He stays still and allows Sawyer to do the motions. Brynne is a sweaty mess in Ryker’s hands, and I grip her hair to get it out of her face. Damon grips Sawyer’s hips and thrusts hard causing him to moan. He completely loses himself in Sawyer. We all lose ourselves and use Brynne.
Then Damon pulls out of Sawyer. I continue to fuck Brynne’s mouth. She flicks her tongue over my piercings and takes all of me. I pull back and she grips my prince albert in her teeth. “Fuck,” I moan on the brink of cumming in her perfect mouth. She smirks after letting me go. Ryker pumps inside her making her jut forward and moan.
“Fuck I’m getting close,” Ryker says from under Brynne.
“No one cums unless I tell them they can,” Damon
says.
“ I think you need to tell our girl that then because my cock is drenched in her cum right now,” Ryker says. Damon looks at Sawyer and then me and we both slowly pull out of Brynne. She takes a much-needed breath.
Ryker lifts Brynne from him and we all line up in front of her. She can’t help but stare at our cocks. Her cocks. We are completely hers and she is entirely ours. There’s no going back from this. We want Brynne and we intend to make sure that is finalized after tonight. Branding her with our mark. We should have done it after the night in the woods, but Damon wasn’t part of that and we all have to do it together.
“I don’t remember telling you that you could cum little devil,” Damon says tauntingly.
“ I-I’m sorry,” she studders.
“Lay on the bed. Now,” he demands. She obeys like she always does. Me and Sawyer are at her hands, cuffing her to the headboard. Ryker and Damon are at her feet. “Now let’s try this again. We each get to feast on you, but you better not cum until we tell you to. Understood?” Damon adds.
Brynne nods and then scans all of our faces. I smirk back at her. “Then once you cum we have a little surprise for you,” I say. Blood play was always my favorite kink, but it soon became all of ours after our branding. The knife only stings for a second, then it’s kind of therapeutic in a way. Watching your blood seep down your body. It sure is going to suck ruining Brynne’s perfect body, but seeing our brand will remind her who she belongs to. Who we all belong to.
Damon walks over to the side of the bed with the knife. Brynne’s eyes track his every move. Sawyer is in between her legs getting a taste of what we do to her. “This will only sting a little, but you will officially be ours after this Brynne,” Damon says.
“Do it,” she whispers. I watch Damon carve a D just under her collar bone on the left side.
“I wouldn’t want to ruin those perfect tits of yours,” Damon winks. He hands the knife the Sawyer and I take the opportunity to get a taste of Brynne. She tastes so sweet. I could stay in between her legs until she physically yanked me off of her. I listen to her breathe through her clenched teeth when Sawyer carves an S next to the D. Then Sawyer taps me on the shoulder with the knife.
I walk over to the left side of the bed and look down at Brynne. She truly is the devil in all of her glory. I carve an M next to where Sawyer carved his S. I lick the blood seeping from her skin. Then I claim her lips. “It will be your turn after Ryker,” I whisper and kiss her again before handing the knife to Ryker. He follows suit and carves the R next to the M. He stands back and looks at the marking we put on Brynne.
S he is now one of us, but it's her turn to do the same.
We are just as much hers as she is ours. I grab the key from the nightstand and undo Wyatt’s handcuffs. Damon stops eating her pussy and stands up. We all kneel at the foot of the bed except for Ryker.
“Make us yours Brynne,” he hands her the knife. Ryker joins us at the foot of the bed and Brynne crawls over to the end of the bed in front of Damon.
“ At the end?” she asks.
“No, you will never be last,” Damon says.
“This was always about you,” Sawyer adds.
“You will always be first Brynne baby,” Ryker smiles.
Brynne looks at me. “We aren’t going anywhere
Brynne,” I say. She listens and one by one carves a B in front of the four initials on our chest. I’m last and she hands me the knife.
“Add the B to mine too. We are equals in every way. I claim all of you just as you have claimed me. We will be a force to be reckoned with,” she smirks .
I carve a B in front of our initials and watch her skin
bleed. She looks at every one of us still on our knees in front of her. We are rightfully where we belong. On our knees at the feet of our devil.