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“Your senses are almost as good as mine. You can scent her arousal on my dick, and I’m willing to bet you can smell her blood too. So you know exactly where she is. In my bed, dripping with my cum, wearing nothing but my collar on her throat and my bruises on her thighs.”
“Uh-oh, leather daddy’s mad. As fun as you make getting torn apart look in the ring, I think we’ll take a rain check.”
Soon, I’d have his mark and the twins’, too. Maybe even Alistair’s, if I played my cards right. Then I’d be tied to this circus and the family I’d found within it forever. There wasn’t a thing in this world I wanted more.
Raff: You know we love you, right? I swallowed down the swelling lump in my throat. Meg: Yeah, I know. Raff: That’s good. Because we’re going to fuck you like we don’t.
"Unlock the door, fuck toy. It's our turn now."
"Let's get one thing straight…we're going to come in one way or the other. You can be a good girl and let us in. Or you can be bad, and we'll force our way in. And if we have to force our way in, you're going to be punished."
His brother started to laugh, his eyes lighting up with wicked glee. “Oh my God. She stabbed you. That’s so fucking hot.”
“What, and miss out on getting stabbed by the hottest woman alive?” Riff shook his head. “Yeah right. He’s gonna be jacking off to the memory of this for a while.”
"You look so damn beautiful in a collar and leash, baby."
"I like playing with fire. I fucking love getting burned. So, your wounds, your fire? Nothing gets me harder. Fuck."
“It would take a wild pack of hell hyenas to drag me off of you. I’m not leaving your perfect cunt until my balls are empty of every last drop of cum I’ve been saving for you. Got that, Hell Bat?”
“You stay here, Little Demon. I’m going to take care of the rest. I’ll be back for you.”
"I would have let you do it in the haunt, but I couldn’t stand the thought of you being the last thing they ever saw."
“You look so goddamn gorgeous covered in the blood of the damned, Little Demon.”
My little demon loved being dominated.
But if Sinner’s Sideshow had taught me anything, it was that my succubus side was a perverted adrenaline junkie.
“I don’t care whose collar you wear or who cuts their name into your body. Never forget that you are mine, Little Demon.”
“Spread your legs, Little Demon. Let him in.”
I wasn’t sure what I was referring to exactly, the new stage name or the fact that I had a freaking tentacle made of shadows stuffed up my pussy and my ass. Either way, it was an appropriate answer.
“Now come for us, Little Demon. My clowns and I want to watch you fall apart.”
“The darkness inside me is desperate to taste you, Little Demon.”
"Come on, Little Demon. Don't you ever dream about the monsters under the bed crawling out to fuck you stupid?”
"I am not a praying demon because who the fuck would I pray to? Me? Lesser gods? But I'm going to pray that I don't ruin you."
I knew they loved her. And in that moment, I realized I loved her too. I opened my mouth to tell her before I lost myself to my other side.
We’d both burn the whole world down for that girl. Circus and all.
Discord’s cock was easily twice as big as I was. The rest of him was covered in black, shady scales, but his dick was deep purple in color and almost tentacle-like, with its tapered tip oozing a thick rope of pre-cum. “Still think you can take me, Little Demon?”
“If it’s seed you need, Little Demon, your god will provide.”
“You will smell like me for a very long time, Little Pet.”
“Your body says otherwise, Little Demon,”
My night with the devil had been downright sinful.
“Don’t ever forget, Little Demon, I created sin.” Alistair had it bad for our little half-blood.
I’d willingly sold my soul to the devil and his little sideshow of sin. And I was so fucking thankful I had. I’d found my family, my mates. My purpose…
“You think you get your queen’s pussy that easily?” I laughed again. “Oh, sweet little fuck twins. You’re going to have to earn that.”
“Fuck. Please, I need to be inside you,” Riff whispered from behind his mask, his voice ragged with need. “You heard me,” I whispered back. “You’re going to have to be a good boy for me and earn it.”
“Look what a mess your brother’s made. Clean me.”
The fuck clowns got on my nerves for a lot of reasons, but I couldn't deny how good they looked with my pup. How good they made her feel. How much she loved them.
The more we marked that gorgeous skin, the more she'd be ours. Each mark was like another collar clamping around her gorgeous body, chaining her to us. The more we marked her, the more obsessed we'd all become. The more obsessed, the harder we'd fight for her. The harder we fought, the safer she'd be.
“You’ve worn a lot of shit in the ring. So many costumes I don’t know where you keep them all. But this right here…” Daemon canted his hips, slowly pushing my body into hers. “Wearing her. You imps have never looked fucking better.”
love how you love him. He’s your everything, isn’t he?”
“No, Pup. He was my everything. Now he has to share me with you. And he knows that. He wants that. It’s why he let you into the circus even though I begged him not to. We fucking need you.”
“All four of us need you,” he admitted. “And you’ll have all four of us. No more fighting. No more secrets. No more lies.”
“I wasn’t the first to mark you…but if you decide you ever want children, I will be the first to breed you.”
"Good. Now ride me, Little Queen."
Everyone was held in complete rapture at the way she touched him. Like Beauty, realizing her love for the beast.
"Good little demon. Come for him. Come for Daemon."
“Why is it so small?” “Because sometimes I’m not in the mood to get my pussy destroyed by giant monster dicks.”
Still, I had a good feeling. Maybe it was wishful thinking or Alistair’s mark on my thigh inflating my confidence. Whatever it was, I was ready to fight for what was mine. I’d fought too hard to get it. No one was going to take it away from me. Not War. Not Famine. Not even Death. And most certainly not my own fucking mother.
“We’re not even inside of you yet, and you’re already in pieces. You better pull it together, or there’ll be nothing left of you to return to Alistair and Daemon.” “I… I don’t care. Fuck me to death if you have to. Al–Alistair can find me in Hell and bring me back.” My lips split with a filthy smile. “Then we can do it all over again— Ah!”
Curiosity did kill the cat, or, as the twins would say, curiosity destroyed the pussy.
“If they win, if the world burns, I’ll come looking for you in the ashes.”
