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June 25 - June 26, 2022
“Mine,” he whispers. “And I love nothing more than ruining everything I own.”
“Aw, hell, Hellion. I do like my toys to be pretty before I fuck them up. And I think breaking you is going to be the sweetest fucking torture.”
“How far do you want to push him, Princess?” Alex asks. “I want to fucking ruin him.” Daemon chuckles. It’s a dark and dangerous sound that I’m sure would send a chill of fear through most people. “Your funeral, Princess,” he says before slamming his lips down on mine.
Silence ripples through the room, sending a shiver of unease down my spine as Seb leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Come here, Hellion,” he demands, his dark eyes holding mine and daring me to defy him.
So what? It’s okay for him to, but not me? Fucking hypocrite. Dropping the tone of my voice, ensuring it comes out all raspy and needy, I look between the three guys before me. “What do you say, boys? Wanna have some fun? I’m all here for the taking.” I wink a second before my head is ripped back, my scalp burning at almost having my hair clean ripped out from his brutal movements.
“Oh God. Please,” I whimper. “Not God, Hellion. Just the devil,” he says, his voice sounding like pure sex as he drags his eyes up to mine.
“You gonna come for me, Hellion? I’ve not even touched you.” “Seb, please. I need—” “Shh… I know what you need. Do you trust me?”