Chapter Eight
DUKE
She takes the vegetable all the way to the back of her throat, the image of her lying out on the counter like a snack is fucking perfection.
My cock is rock hard and begging for release.
It wants to be wrapped in her wet cunt, and feel her clamping down on it as she comes apart at the seams, only for me to piece her back together wrong.
Anger takes root. This bitch sent us here.
We never knew who she was or that she even existed.
I was thrown on this island as collateral damage because of Jaq and Gus being my boyfriends.
Their father hated that his sons enjoyed the company of another man.
He is a power-hungry piece of shit that only cares about his fucking crown.
We were never told what crime the guys supposedly committed, only that it was bad enough for their titles not to save them from punishment.
When you’re sent to Sinners Island, you’re given a sentence. Many hope to make it to the end of that, but no one has survived long enough to know if you are actually released or doomed to spend the rest of your life on this fucking rock.
I yank the zucchini out of her mouth. She sucks in a deep inhale and starts panting, but I don’t give her a chance to catch her fucking breath.
With her leg resting on the edge of the counter, I have a clear view of her ass and pussy, the latter is dripping wet and begging to be fucked hard.
I push the tip of the Zucchini against her asshole and take pleasure in the sound of her strangled gasp.
I don’t give her a chance to protest as I push it inside her.
I expected her to fight and try to escape, but the filthy slut lifts her leg as high as she can, giving me better access.
I flick my gaze up to see Gus and Jaq sitting there with their gazes focused on her and waiting for her reaction. Food has always been something I enjoyed and being able to use it to bring pleasure to my guys and now doing it to her is a fucking win.
Moans slip past her lips as I push it further inside her ass. Her body flushes red and her eyes glaze with need as she peers back and watches me fuck her tight little asshole.
“Oh my God,” she breathes out when it’s halfway inside her.
“That bastard doesn’t exist on this island,” I snarl.
“I want to hear her scream,” Jaq growls as he fists his cock tighter. The sight of both brothers sitting side by side, stroking themselves has me almost busting a nut. I fucking love the sight of them both on edge and eager. Those men are my life. They keep me grounded and help me stay focused.
Without them, this island would have consumed me.
“Fuck!” she screams when I bury it all the way inside her.
I don’t give her time to adjust. I push my pants down and free my dick.
I glide the tip through her wet folds, making her cry out.
I give no warning as I thrust inside her.
Her scream bounces off the walls and echoes through the ruined cabin like a siren's call.
Jaq and Gus both groan. I tip my head back and growl. She feels so fucking good, so tight and wet, ready to be fucked like a dirty little whore.
I grip the tip of the Zucchini and pull it out as I draw back, then thrust forward and push the vegetable in at the same time. Her cry of pleasure is deep and rooted in ecstasy, tremors rolling through her already and she hasn’t even come yet.
She is so fucking responsive to our touch and eager to take what we give. If she didn’t fuck us over and ruin our lives, I might have been tempted to keep her.
Cinder Charming is a means to an end. Something to distract us and destroy before we escape this fucking rock.
“Fuck the slut hard, baby,” Gus pants.
“Fuck me while I fuck her,” I demand. Cinder tenses, then moans when Gus climbs to his feet and makes his way to me, grips my waist from behind and tips his head down.
“As much as I want to fuck this ass, I want her mouth more.” I growl at his denial.
He shifts away and I’m about to lose my cool until he says, “Brother, fuck our man while I silence our whore.” Jaq grunts his approval and moves toward us.
Gus climbs on the counter and spreads his legs on either side of her as Jaq comes to stand behind me.
He pushes my pants down further, then glides his hands over my ass, making me shiver.
“Such a fucking perfect ass,” he praises, which makes me groan. When I hear him spit on his hand, I fight back the tremors that want to roll through me. I watch as Gus slaps his dick across her cheek, teasing her.
“Open that pretty fucking mouth,” he snarls. Cinder obeys like a perfect little slut. Gus instantly tips his head back and groans. “Fuck, that mouth feels so good.”
“Shit,” I yell when Jaq slams into me without warning, causing me to thrust into her. She moans in approval. I lean into Jaq and savor the feeling of his warmth, his fingers digging into my waist possessively.
“Fuck her. I want to watch while I bury myself inside you so deep you’ll never forget who you belong to,” he grits out.
I shiver at his dominance. Jaq is always in control when the three of us fuck.
Even now, with the bitch in the mix, he claims control with ease.
I gave him my submission years ago and have never regretted it for a single second.
“Never,” I vow.
I match Jaq’s thrusts and make sure to fuck her ass in sync with us.
Her cries of pleasure are muffled by Gus’s dick.
Seeing her bring pleasure to my man with her mouth is a sight I will never forget.
It’s normally me in her position. The three of us fuck regularly, but I never get to see them getting off unless it’s by their own hand or by me.
She pushes back against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Having my cock in her and Jaq’s in me is almost too much to bear. The feeling of rightness that flows through my body steals my breath.
This shouldn’t feel so right.
There should be no enjoyment in this.
We’re meant to be making her life hell, yet her body calls to us like we are bewitched and under her spell. Her cunt is lulling me into a false sense of rightness but I know she is nothing but a snake.
“Yes, hollow those fucking cheeks. I want you to swallow every fucking drop of my cum,” Gus snarls. Cinder’s head bobs up and down faster, obeying his command. She’s a good little servant who is aiming to please her masters.
I feel my climax brewing and can tell from the way her cunt is milking my cock she is on the verge of an explosive orgasm that is going to have her at its mercy.
“Take my cock,” Jaq sneers as he tightens his hold and slams into me harder.
“I’m so close,” I pant.
“Hmmmm,” she shouts around Gus as her release slams into her with the force of a ton of bricks.
I don’t stop moving. I keep my tempo even and my thrusts sure, wanting to drag out her release.
Gus throws his head back and roars her name like a sinner's delight as he comes in her mouth. She splutters and gags, but he doesn’t let up.
He fists her hair and holds her in place, making sure she swallows every drop of his release.
I'm the next to plummet over the edge.
This release is like nothing I have experienced before. It robs me of air and rational thought, forcing me to surrender to the power of its force as it overtakes my body. My ears ring and my chest constricts.
I feel Jaq as his own climax claims him and the feeling of him filling my hole with his release only serves to heighten my own. Tremors roll through me unchecked, almost angry like. It’s like my own body is pissed at me for denying it what it has craved.
Hate fucking is one of the best sexual encounters you will ever have. Gus, Jaq and I always have the best sex after a fight. The passion is uncontrolled, the desire unparalleled and potent. The need mixed with the raw hunger is toxic but in the best fucking way.
The second Jaq pulls out of me, I do the same to her and pull the zucchini out of her ass, then toss it onto the counter beside her head.
“Use that for dinner,” I bite out.
Once I’ve tucked myself away, I stalk out the back door without a backward glance. I’m pissed at myself for wanting her. I knew after last night one taste wouldn’t be enough. Now that I’ve had her again, I already want more. There is something about that fucking bitch that is drawing me in.
Before being sent to this fucking island, I was good.
I smiled and worked hard, tried my best to be the best version of myself.
The moment we were sent here, I fell into a dark hole.
Jaq and Gus may have pulled me out of it, but the shadows have never released me from their clutches.
I’m their prisoner, and I don’t hate it.
I fucking love being at their mercy and the numbness the anger offers me.
I am part of the darkness that is eating this island, and I feel no guilt about it.