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“You want to suck someone’s cock? Get on your knees and choke on mine. It will be the only goddamn cock you’ll feel down your throat.”
Liam and Asher
“You’re mine, alright? Mine and Skyla’s. I won’t share you with anyone, so you can fucking forget it.”
“You guys like that? Like that I want you on your knees for me, ready and willing to suck daddy’s cock?” “Daddy, huh?” Wesley smirks. “Her daddy,” Ronan says. Wesley’s eyebrows raise as he shoots Ronan a wink. “I don’t know. Kinda like the sound of you being my daddy, too. What do you think, little one? Up for sharing?”
I move to her other leg as I draw more and more lines. More and more blood. It feels so empowering, so spiritual. Skyla Parris is my goddamn religion. From now until the end of my days, I’ll happily kneel at her altar, worship her feet and taste her blood.
Vincent
Now shut up. I’m trying to make out with my girlfriend.” “You mean my wife,” Asher snaps. “Tomato, potato,” I say as I press my lips to Skyla’s.
Skyla shares a nervous look with me, and I bring her hand up to my mouth, pressing a kiss to it before I nod. “I won’t let him hurt you, I promise.” Normally, I don’t make promises. There is always a risk of breaking them. This one I can be absolutely sure of, though. Mainly because if he even lifts a finger towards her, I’m grabbing the 9mm I have hidden on me and emptying the clip between his eyes.
Asher
“No fucking during a snowball fight!” I holler out. Asher doesn’t move his mouth from hers, just lifts his middle finger in the air as he begins peppering her neck with kisses. “Fuck this, I’m on that team,” Liam says as he takes off running towards them. “Me too,” Ronan says from beside me as he abandons his post and runs down the hill. Traitors, every last one of them.
If we don’t start fucking with each other from time to time, she won’t be walking for much longer. That’s a guaranfuckingtee if the way Asher savagely fucks her is anything to go off.
“There you go,” I praise him. “That’s a good boy. That’s my good boy. You’re doing so good fucking my wife while you take me. You want me to fill this ass up, baby?”
Ronan also has no problem staking his claim with Skyla at any moment, anywhere. I don’t doubt he scooped her right out of bed from Asher and Liam and carried her down here before she was even fully awake.
She leans into my touch, forcing my inky black heart to beat a little harder than usual. Swear to God, without her, I know it would stop beating right on the spot. I honestly don’t know how it worked all these years without her.
Vincent
It’s absolutely packed, and my eyes scan our surroundings a thousand times over, always watching, always waiting. I notice Wesley doing the same, along with Ronan. All of us on high alert while the two stooges and my siren laugh and push their way inside the lodge.
Guess we’re having an orgy in the middle of a blizzard.
“Fuck, Ash. Your cock feels so good against mine,” Liam moans, dropping his head back against Asher’s shoulder. “Of course it does, baby. You and me together wrapped up inside our girl. It doesn’t get better than this,” Asher agrees before he lowers his voice. “You two are everything to me, you know that?” he says to me before looking at Liam,
It’s one thing to have a man who will protect you. It’s another who will so easily kill for you. Not for your protection, but for your peace, for your heart.
“What is it with you and trying to get us all to fuck?” “I like it,” she says as she pulls her hair over her shoulders, running her fingers through it as she speaks. “Name me a woman that has five boyfriends and then tell me she doesn’t want her boyfriends to be boyfriends.”
“I’ll sit a few tables away, don’t worry. You can still try to schmooze the wicked bitch of the northeast.” I frown at that. “Is she really that bad?” He laughs, actually laughs. Vincent never laughs. Suddenly, all of my nerves are on edge as he nods. “She’s essentially the only matriarch left in the Elders…apart from you. Does that answer your question?” Unfortunately, yes. Lovely.
“She told me I’d be dead in months and I told her that I was gonna fuck her son and Maryia together.”
Honestly, though, for guys that claim to hate what the Brethren is, what it stands for, they sure seem to blindly follow their rules and word.
A soft knock at the door comes and I anticipate it to be Liam. Whenever there is tension, he is always the sacrificial lamb they send. Maybe because he’s never the one I’m angry with.
“It’s just interesting. The most negative of you all, the one carrying the most death, the most guilt, is the first to provide comfort and support. Practically absorbing her own hurt and putting it onto your shoulders.”
Vincent
“Why is mine different?” I ask as she places my necklace around me. “Because you’re my niece and I love you more,” she smiles. “Like you love any of us,” Asher scoffs. Rachel casts him a look. “I was warming up to you, Putnam, but then you go and do something stupid like speak.”
“With all due respect, Giselle, I’ve been under the man’s thumb since birth. I know exactly what he’s capable of.”
Ash
“Keep my girl safe.” “On my life,” Asher swears. “And mine,” Liam adds on. “And mine,” Vincent says. “Mine,” Wesley agrees. Ronan is the last to speak, all eyes on him as he gives a strong nod. “Mine.”
