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“This is your last chance to walk away. You’re playing with fire.”
“You belong to me now. I’m the only man you’re allowed to think of when I’m buried in your cunt.”
“You want me to fuck your sweet pussy?”
“Beg me, Willow. I want to hear it.”
“I want to watch you bounce on my cock with your perfect tits in my face,”
“You look like a motherfucking goddess on top of me right now.”
You can eat when you learn some obedience. No more crying, bitch. Open your goddamn legs.
Did you know she was pregnant? Which one of you is the father?
I’m sorry for your loss.
“You’re here,” I say sleepily. He tosses another log on the fire. “I didn’t want to paint.” “Why not?” “Because Arianna needed me, and I wanted to be with you. That’s more important to me than some stupid paint pallets.”
“You’re human,” he whispers. “Being human doesn’t make sense.” “What do you mean?” “We mourn things that don’t exist and chase dreams that will never materialise. We cry when we’re happy and laugh when we’re sad. Our whole existence is imperfect.”
“Never, angel.”
“I’ve been in denial for a long time. It was easier to act like it’s normal to get so low, you don’t even want to be alive.”
“Sorry, angel. Time ran away with me after my phone appointment with Doctor Holmes.”
“Clearly. It would be a shame to ruin them, but I’m dying to rip this scrap of lace off your pussy and bury my face between your thighs.”
“Taste our girl now, Mi.”
“Yeah. She’s so wet for us. Tell me how sweet she is.”
“Do you like that, angel?”
“My twin eating your pretty little cunt?”
“You’re such a dirty girl. Aren’t you, babe?”
“Show me, angel.”
“Now, I want you to take Micah’s cock out,” he instructs. “He’s too shy to do it himself, so you’re gonna have to help him out.”
“You’re going to let my twin fuck your mouth while I eat you out from behind, gorgeous girl. I want you to come all over my face.”
“I want to see your dirty little angel covered in come while I have my turn.”
I don’t know why that sounds so hot, but the idea of my mark of possession remaining on her while he fucks her mouth too actually turns me on all over again.
“I want you to hold her wrists while I ride her mouth.”
“When that monster took me to a strange country, stuck a ring on my finger and… and… when he forced me to… she wasn’t there!”
“I needed someone to save me. Nobody did. Nobody, Lola!”
“I spent my nights stripping at a bar for money to pay them off. Did you know that?”
“That’s where he found me, you know,”
“In that damned strip club. If it wasn’t for my father’s debts, I never would’ve been there.”
“You’ve all been waiting to hear about him, right? Do you want to hear about what he did that night to make sure I was a virgin before he bought me?”
“After that, I was shipped off to Mexico to be his plaything for ten years. He forced me to marry him against my will and trapped me there.
That’s the truth.”
“I didn’t know I was pregnant when I came here because he hurt
me so often,”
“Nothing in this entire world could make me see you any differently,”
“Broken wings can still fly. You are living proof of that.”
“I’ve got you, and I’m never letting go. None of us are. We’re here to catch you if you fall and help you get back up again. That’s what family is for.”
“Head over fucking heels, babe. I don’t give a shit about whether I have to share you. All I want is the
privilege of owning a piece of your heart.”
“I need to feel you around me.”
“I’ve spent months dreaming about the feel of your perfect pussy clenched around my cock,” he says gruffly. “It’s taken all of my self-control not to bend you over and fuck you senseless.”
“Prove that I’m not some broken doll you like to look at. Prove that you aren’t scared to touch me, or kiss me, or take me as your own.”
“You want me to prove it? I’ll fuck your tight little cunt until you scream so loud, all of Briar Valley will hear.”
“Look at this gorgeous pussy,”
“No. Stop treating me like some precious wallflower. Prove nothing’s changed and you still want me, even now that you know the truth.”
“Turn around,” he orders. “Hands on the wall.” “It’s still wet.” “I honestly do not give a flying fuck. Do it.”
“Such a dirty girl,” Zach groans. “Do you like that?”
“Louder, babe. I want to hear how much you love it when I worship this beautiful body of yours.”
