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“You will take all of me, every piercing and every throbbing inch,” Ares groans, slowly lowering me onto his length. “And when I am done with you, they will have their way with you.”
That’s right, Crystal. We’ll be here, watching you, always listening, always waiting. Waiting until you slip up. Waiting until you part those pretty lips and spill our filthy secrets. Waiting … so we can swallow you whole.
“Oh no, I want you on your knees, begging for a break from the terror I will instill in your heart at the thought of being owned by me.”
“Now, what’s it going to be, little rose? Are you going to come for me? Or should I fuck it out of you?”
“You will never have enough. Like an addict, you’ll spend the rest of your life wondering when you can get another hit. And you will get … nothing. Unless you beg. Because that is your punishment for looking at me and giving me that rotten smile.”
He may have been the first to taste her … but I will be the first to feast on her.
I warned her, told her what I would do if I ever got my hands on her. Now that she’s here in my grasp, I’m not fucking letting go until she’s covered in cum, wasted on lust, and completely overcome by exhaustion.
“And what am I?” I know what he wants me to say. “A man who thinks too highly of himself.”
I’ve already taken the first step. And I intend to finish the stairs all the way down to fucking hell just so I can make those devils disguised as gods pay.
She breathes a sigh of relief … as though she was worried there for a second that I might be insulted, meaning she cares about my feelings.
But I will never, ever regret kissing those beautiful lips.
I actually moan as I gulp it all down, desperate for more of whatever kind of fucked-up drug this is they’ve injected me with. Their cocks and tongues are like spears coated in delicious venom, poisoning my soul with lust and greed. And for a second, I was almost ready to beg them to do it.
“I have chained my life to Ares, but my heart belongs to you.”
“Death becomes you,” I whisper.
I want to be the one who owns her heart, and if I can’t make it mine entirely, then I will slice it into pieces and divide it among us all.
“Grab your guns and knives. Let’s show them the demons of Tartarus. Tonight, we feast on their fucking bones.”
“And what are you?” “Your goddess?” “You are food for the fucking gods, my fucking ambrosia, made to be devoured.”
“Run. Run as fast as you can. If I catch you … that name you were carving into your skin will be mine to finish.”
“That’s it, slut, run for your fucking life because when we catch you, it belongs to us!”