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“It means, pretty bird, they’re going to die.”
I react without thinking, yanking back my fist and punching him in the face.
“That was hot, want to do it again?”
“Little Bird, dirty Little Bird, look how sweetly you bleed,”
“Because I won’t be gentle like Kenzo. I won’t even make sure you like it like Diesel. I will tan your ass so hard that you won’t be able to walk, never mind sit. Then I’ll leave you in this elevator for everybody to see just how much you want us. How much you don’t hate us, even if you think so. You can fool yourself, but you can’t fool me, love. I will rip those barriers to shreds, piece by fucking piece. I will have you on the edge, nearly coming from my punishment alone, and leave you for everyone to see…to see how much you want it. The very people you claim to hate.”
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“D, she’s yours for the rest of the day. Let’s show our little brat here what happens to those who betray us, who test us,” Ryder orders, his icy eyes still locked on me. Only when he turns away do I start to breathe again.
my little bird
“Promise you won’t hurt me?” I laugh. “No, I won’t ever promise that. I might hurt you, I might even kill you one day, but we both know that’s where the attraction is. You’re walking a blade’s edge, pretty little bird, and one day, you might just slip, but wouldn’t the fall be worth it?”
“Yes, Little Bird, I’m the assassin, and you’re my latest target.”
Little Bird needs to find out how to survive amongst the Vipers, or die as our prey.
“I’m not a fucking dog,” I mutter. “Then stop acting like a bitch.” Ryder smirks,
“Get off me,” I demand. His hand slips between my thighs, finding me wet. “No, you fucking want this just as much as I do, darling, and I’ve had enough of your attitude. I’ll fuck it out of you.”
“Good girl,”
she’s spent so much time amongst prey, she doesn’t know how to be a predator. I’m going to show her. I’m going to break her free and let all those emotions out. I’m going to make her a Viper.
Ryder ignores them all, focusing on his phone like always. I can’t help but watch him, he’s so graceful, so refined…so cold. Like snow. But snow is beautiful, and when it melts…it reveals all that’s hidden underneath.
My gaze slides down his wide chest to his lap, which I can spot just below the table. Kenzo is right. He’s hard. Fuck. Kenzo chuckles in my ear. “So am I, remembering the way you writhed beneath me, how tight your cunt was around my cock, milking me. How fucking beautiful you looked under me. I bet D is recalling as well. Ryder…Ryder is imagining it, wishing he was there. Wishing he was me, feeling your wet little pussy wrapped around his fingers right now. Feeling how close you are to coming from my touch and their eyes.”
“Little Bird, Little Bird, watch and learn what happens to those who cross us,” Diesel whispers into my ear, his hard cock pressing against my ass. “He’s a dead man walking. No one touches you, no one hurts you, no one insults you but us. You are ours,” he snarls, before nipping my ear in punishment.
She squeezes me, making me groan before I can catch it as a smirk curls her lips. “Where is the fun in that? You want to control my every action because it means you can distance yourself from it, well, fuck that. If I have to be your goddamn slave, you don’t get to act the aloof asshole. You want to fuck me? Then fuck me. None of these games, none of the defences to keep me away from you. Make it hurt, make it good, I don’t fucking care, but stop trying to be this cold motherfucker when I can see how badly you want this…want me.”
trauma sticks with you every day of your life. But we have a choice whether to let it control or destroy us.
“I’m so fucking proud of you,” I murmur against his lips. He grips my head and groans. “I trust you, baby.” It floors me.
He thinks I can’t handle them? I’ll fuck them all and prove him wrong. They are my family, my Vipers, and you don’t love a Viper without loving the pain.
Each person that comes into your life offers you a new world, a new place and feelings, not always good, and from each one, we have the opportunity to learn. Whether we accept those lessons is on us.
Bitch, you motherfucking ass dick, bitch,
“That’s right, love, and I’m your bastard, so lay the fuck on your back and let me stare at my property for as long as I goddamn please. You will get my cock when I tell you, you get my cock,” he growls, digging his teeth into my skin. I jolt as I drop my head to the glass and close my eyes in pain.
“That was just a start, love,” he murmurs, his teeth catching on my nipple as I shiver beneath him. “I just wanted you to realise that you belong to me, and only when you behave, do you get what you need.”
“Diesel told me he fucked your ass with a knife, is that true?” he murmurs. I refuse to be ashamed. “Yes.” “Good, because I’m going to fuck your ass. Be a good girl, and I’ll make you come more times than you can count. Be a brat, and I’ll make it hurt, and while you’re crying, I’ll make you come, make you love the agony.”
“Just getting my cock nice and wet for your plump little ass,” he growls. My eyes flicker closed at that as I pant, my hips rolling instinctively. I can’t help it, I need him so badly. He spanks me again, twice before rubbing in that sting. I moan loudly, unable to help myself. He makes me so weak. Makes me surrender completely. When I relax, he licks my ass. “Good girl, love, that’s it, relax and take my big cock.” He presses the head to my ass, and I relax as he pushes in. He’s thick and big, and I can’t help but bite my lip as he slips past my muscles. “Good girl, look how pretty you are,”
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Sometimes you don’t need to find a hero, it’s enough to find someone who will stand with you in the dark and not be afraid of blood and death. No, sometimes you don’t need a hero…you need a criminal, a villain.
“Little Bird, Little Bird, how prettily you melt for me.”
“Little Bird, Little Bird, always trying to save me.” “Nah, not save you, burn with you,”
