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“This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I say. Micah turns back to look at me. “I don’t know about that.” “Okay. Name one thing more beautiful than this.” His hand grips my thigh, just above my knee. “You, Quinn,” he tells me. “You.”
“You were always ours,” Damien sharply breathes, tightening his hold on me. “Let’s make that very clear.”
“We’ve lived in darkness for so long,” Damien says, grazing his lips against the crook of my neck, trailing down to my collarbone. “You are the only light we have.”
The silence is deafening, until the door opens unexpectedly. Damien, Jensen, and Micah all stand before me wearing Santa hats. Only Santa hats.
“We made a list, little Quinn,” Damien whispers beside my ear. “We checked it twice,” Jensen adds, twirling the lights around my arm, pulling tight. “And it turns out that,” Micah hesitates, binding my other arm as well. “Our pretty little slut has been naughty.”
“I don’t know if you’re ready for this, princess,” he warns, tracing his thumb over my lips. Swallowing hard, I stare deeply into his eyes. “Ready for what?” His face hardens. “The darkest part of me.” Blinking up at him, I try to fight away my fears. “Do it,” I whisper. “I want all of you, Ghost. Even your demons.”
“I’d do anything for her.” I nod. We wouldn’t just give her the world. We’d give her the skin off our bones. Anything for Quinn.
“Now be a good little slut, and fucking come for me,” I command, rocking my hips. “Before I carve each of our initials into your skin as a reminder of who you belong to.”
“We got you,” Jensen promises. “You’re safe now.” I press my forehead against hers. “Nobody will ever hurt you again.” I’ll make sure of it. If they even try, they’ll meet their end.
Micah finally steps forward, dropping to his knees. “Do what you want with me,” he breathes. “For you, I’ll do anything.”
“Look at us, your little pets, sitting at your feet,” he says. “Use me, Quinn. Use all of us. We have no limits when it comes to you.” “Good boys,”
Damien crookedly grins, retrieving the box from the nightstand, before placing it on my lap. Carefully lifting the lid, my heart sinks at what’s inside. A royal blue masquerade mask.
“I’d do anything for you.”
