Folie À Deux (The Villainous Heroes Series, #0.5)

by Ruby Medjo

So what happens when the last time you saw your step-sister, you got a raging fucking hard-on seeing how beautiful she’d turned out to be?

Good thing we like to share—but only with each other.

“Open your eyes, little butterfly.”

Her softness will buff our sharp edges. Her innocence will be our favorite drug. Her smiles will be our reward. We are hopelessly obsessed with her.

She is color, brightness, new life, and we are rot, decay, carrion. But the beautiful thing about that? The world needs both to function—just like we need her and she needs us.

“We’ve wanted to share our little babochka for a while now.”

“Would you like us to share you, Alice? Do you want us to fuck you, lick your cunt until you see stars?”

This poor girl has been through hell and back—she deserves to have her every dark fantasy fulfilled in exactly the way she wants.

“Do you want that, Alice? Because we will give you anything you want. As long as you’re our good girl, we’ll be your fucking slaves.”

“You’re so beautiful, babochka, perfect. You’re such a good girl.”

“Be a good girl and take his fingers in your cunt, Alice. I want to watch you come again.”

“Good girl, such a good girl, come hard for us.”

His accent is so rich and velvety right now. It makes me quiver with desire. Desire to hear him tell me what a good girl I am again.

“And me, babochka,” Jameson says, tearing my attention away from my fantasy. “I like to tie you up so you cannot move, so your legs are spread and I can see how wet you get for me when I slap your little cunt, when you take your punishments like a good girl.”

“What’d you do to me?” I mumble, turning my smile up to him. He returns it, his own soft grin a rare sight. “What we’ll do to you for the rest of your life. Make you feel like the princess you are.”

“We’re your monsters, your demons, your fucking slaves—and you’re the queen of our black hearts.”

From now until forever. I’m theirs forever.