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“The princess shall have what the princess wants,” Damien says, grabbing the chainsaw from the sled. “Don’t be a brat.” “Shut up,” I say under my breath. Without warning, Damien grabs my jaw, tracing his gloved thumb over my lips. “What was that?” he asks, staring at me with piercing blue eyes, leaving my knees weak. “You’re the best,” I playfully murmur, lustfully gazing up at him. “Daddy.” “Yeah.” He crookedly grins, leaning into me. “That’s what I thought.”
“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,” he replies. “Okay. Name one thing more beautiful than this.” His hand grips my thigh, just above my knee. “You, Quinn,” he tells me. “You.”
“Fuck,” he snarls behind his mask, eyes narrowed. “Good.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Girl.”
“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.”
Micah plugs in a strand of Christmas lights into the wall beside the nightstand, a mischievous grin playing at the corner of his lips. He wraps the beginning of the strand around the left post of the headboard, while Jensen holds up my arm.
“We made a list, little Quinn,” Damien whispers beside my ear. “We checked it twice,” Jensen adds, twirling the strand of 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.”
“Now be a good little slut, and fucking come for me,” I command, rocking my hips as I thrust into her mercilessly. “Before I carve each of our initials into your skin as an infinite reminder of who you belong to.”
“You’re safe now,” I nearly whisper, pressing my forehead to hers. “Nobody will ever hurt you again.” I’ll make sure of it. And if they so much as even try… they’ll meet their end.
“Look at us, your little pets, sitting at your feet,” he says. “Use me, Quinn. Use all of us. With you, we have no boundaries.”
“Get the fuck over here, Quinn,” Damien orders, cocking his head to the side. “It’s time to get fucked. Hard.”
