Chapter Twenty-Two
CINDER
My mind is telling me to flee, leave them in the past and leave them to wallow in their own guilt for believing the bullshit the king spun. The pain in my chest is burning bright.
“How can we fit when you believed I lied?” My tone is broken, but I don’t care if they can hear the pain in my voice.
“I fell for you… all of you and you… you…” The words catch in my throat, I can’t get them out.
Duke wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him.
I fight to free myself but he doesn’t budge.
He tightens his hold and keeps me plastered against him.
Sobs claw their way out of me, I can’t contain them.
Jaq Octavious.
Gus Octavious.
Duke Hans.
For weeks I have had them hating me, using my body against me.
They were harsh and cruel with their words.
They blamed me for a crime I didn’t commit.
A lie I never told. They were sent here in the hope that I would never meet them so that King Octavious could keep his fucking crown.
Which means, the secret I have held onto was for nothing.
Ava and her spawn sent me here. They would have needed the king’s approval for that.
The four of them know who I am. I’ve been banished here so I can never claim my birthright and throw all those fucking cunts out on their asses.
“He’ll kill me if I go back,” I mutter beneath my breath. Now he knows the truth about who I am, if I was to return, I wouldn’t survive.
“I’m so sorry, Cinder.” For the first time since arriving here, I hear pain in boyfriend—Duke’s voice. This time when I push back, he allows it. I look up to see brother— Prince Jaq and daddy—Prince Gus standing on either side of him. They all look devastated and guilt ridden.
My brows raise. “Even though you know the truth, you’re stuck here,” I state.
He inhales sharply then shrugs his shoulders. “Not for long.” His answer stuns me.
“We’re keeping you,” Jaq says earnestly.
“What they mean is, our freedom isn’t worth it if we don’t have you, Cinder.
You may not believe us but we all fell for you despite believing the lie we were told.
” Gus’s confession slams into me like a boulder.
I run my gaze over the three of them and take in the sight of the three men before me in astonishment.
This island has changed them, that much is clear from the hardened look in their eyes.
I’ve seen portraits of the princes, but not Duke.
There is no picture of him hanging in the castle.
This island has aged them in ways I can only empathize with. I see the strain in their eyes and it breaks my heart. They have lived in this hell all because of a lie their greedy fuck of a father told.
“You would remain on this island… for me?” I press.
The three of them nod without hesitation. “For now,” Gus adds.
“I’m sorry, the lie we were told—”
I cut Jaq off before he can finish. “You can make it up to me.” The three of them instantly stand taller and the anguished looks vanish. I bite back my smirk.
Am I mad that they believed the worst of me? Yes.
Am I going to leave them to rot on this fucking island? Fuck, no!
“How can we do that, Cinder Soot?” Duke’s voice is filled with hunger and it sends fire flowing through my veins.
Will my hunger for them ever lessen?
When Daddy moves around me and plasters his chest against my back, I gasp, which quickly turns into a moan when he reaches around and grips the front of my throat, tilting my head back. I stare up at him and feel my core clenching at the devilish look in his eyes.
The second he dips his head and I feel his lips pressed against mine for the first time, I nearly combust. The taste of him invading my senses has me drowning in need.
I break the kiss when I feel hands gripping my waist. I look ahead to find Jaq looking down at me with a dark look in his eyes that has me trembling with need.
I grip the front of his shirt and pull him down, meshing my lips to his, then moan into his mouth.
His tongue dances with mine until he takes the lead and I surrender to his control.
Daddy shifts his hold and cups my tits through my shirt.
How I can be this turned on and starving for them after only being fucked a few hours earlier is beyond me.
His hand glides down my front and pushes inside my pants. I break Jaq and my kiss when he slides a finger through my wet folds and circles my clit.
“Hmmmmm,” he groans in my ear. “I’m going to devour this pussy.” His crass words have me panting. Jaq steps back and that’s when I see Duke sitting in the single chair, naked with his cock in his hand, a hooded look in his eyes.
“We’re going to show you how we apologize.” Duke’s tone is gruff and edged with pain. I watch as Jaq drops to his knees in front of him and smacks his hand away, only to replace it with his own before he sucks him into his mouth, making Duke hiss.
His eyes are locked onto mine and something about watching him get his dick sucked while Daddy is fingering my pussy is fucking erotic and hot as hell.
Daddy shifts and pushes me back until my back is against the wall, then drops to his knees before me, tugs my pants off, then runs his nose along my slit, inhaling.
“I can’t wait to taste me and Duke.” Daddy’s words take a second to register.
It’s only when he hooks one of my legs over his shoulder, then buries his face in my cunt, pushing his tongue inside me that I understand.
He’s sucking his and Duke’s cum right out of me and that notion has me hot all over.
I tangle my fingers in his thick black hair and grind down on his tongue while keeping my gaze on Duke.
I gasp when Duke growls, fists Jaq’s hair, then starts really fucking his mouth. He looks like a savage, unhinged and fucking deadly.
“Suck my cock harder, like a good slut.” Hearing him call Jaq a slut has me crying out.
Daddy sucks my clit into his mouth and I fucking scream.
Holy shit, I can’t handle this. It’s too much yet not enough at the same time.
“Make the whore come on your face, daddy.” I fucking detonate, the orgasm rocking me to my fucking core.
Hearing Duke say daddy was more than I could withstand.
I lose all control of my motor functions and body as I surrender to the pleasure rolling through me like a wave cresting on the shore.
I’m not even fully coherent when daddy stands, grabs my arm and drags me across the room. He stops beside the chair Duke is on. I gasp when I see Jaq stand and push his pants down.
“Hands out,” daddy snaps. I grip the armrest of the chair. He pushes me forward until I’m bent over. “Watch them fuck while I remind you who the fuck this pussy belongs to.” His dirty mouth has me moaning and my pussy trembling with need.
“Fuck!” I flick my eyes up to see Duke’s cock slowly disappearing inside Jaq’s ass.
“Ride me reverse cowboy, baby,” Jaq moans and widens his legs so he is hooked on either side of Duke’s and obeys his man’s demand.
I cry out when daddy slams into my cunt, pushing me forward.
Jaq isn’t deterred as he bounces up and down on Duke.
The latter looks over at me and smirks darkly before he leans forward and claims my lips in a heated kiss, swallowing my moans.
“This pussy is ours!” daddy shouts.
“Hmmmm,” is all I manage as I deepen the kiss with Duke. I swallow his groans, savoring this fucking moment.
It’s perfection.
Daddy lifts my leg and suddenly I’m robbed of air when he thrusts into me. I break the kiss and scream, “Fuck me, daddy!”
“Take daddy’s cock like a good little whore.” I nod my head vigorously as I hang onto the armrest for dear fucking life. I gasp when a hand fists my hair and I’m pulled forward.
“Suck it.” I eagerly obey Jaq, open my mouth and suck his beautiful cock into the back of my throat while his brother fucks me like a filthy whore. I don’t have to bob my head, Jaq bouncing up and down on Duke does the work for me.
I’m mere seconds away from coming and I know I won’t be able to remain standing if that happens. The sound of skin slapping skin bounces off the walls. I delight in the sound of my guys’ moans and grunts.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Jaq grits out and I prepare for him to fill my mouth.
“Wait for me,” Duke snaps in a pained tone.
“This fucking pussy is mine,” daddy snaps.
I can’t hold it off any longer, the climax is too strong.
It surges inside me fast like lightning.
The fucking euphoric bliss that spreads throughout my body is akin to an earthquake laying waste to a city.
I’m nothing but a passenger to the pleasure he is drawing out of me.
My screams are muted by the cock in my mouth.
“Fuck yes, you dirty slut. Come all over daddy’s dick.” His words only seem to extend the pleasure rolling through my body.
“Now!” Duke barks, then in seconds, daddy is pulling out of me and I’m pushed to my knees with the three of them in front of me, their dicks in their hands stroking themselves.
“Yes!” I breathe out as I open my mouth and wait for them to cover me in their cum and brand me as theirs.
I may be the rightful heir and taught never to kneel, but that rule doesn’t extend to these three. I’ll happily kneel for them any fucking day.
The three of them come with my name roaring out of them like a prayer. Spurts of cum land over my face and I can’t stop the moan of appreciation that erupts from me.
“You’ve never looked so good,” Jaq praises.
“Fucking beautiful,” daddy growls.
“You look fucking edible, Cinder Soot.” I blush at their compliments. “As a reward, I’ll cook your favorite veg stew.”
I stare up at Duke in confusion but the devilish glint in his eyes gives me pause.
“Zucchini and carrot stew for our princess.” I balk up at the bastard and shake my head.
If fairy tales were real, this would be mine.
The rightful heir turned wanton slut for three men in glass masks, stranded on Sinners Island.