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“Just give me this, princess.” He gripped the backs of my knees and pulled me against him. I buckled, but he caught my fall, lowering me to the floor.
“I’ll take care of you,” he whispered. “Just let me…give you what you need.”
“Watch me, princess. Watch us. The way I sink into you. The way I work your body.”
“I’ll take you away from here…” he promised. “The only way I know how.” I trembled with the intensity of his words, watching as he slowly sank his fingers inside me. “Jesus,” he panted, biting his lower lip. “Christ, you’re a good girl. Look at how good you are.”
“That’s the way, little sister,” he panted, sliding his fingers back inside me. “Give me this.”
“I want to eat you out,” he murmured. “Will you let me, princess?”
“That’s it.” Caleb sucked my pussy, making me writhe. “That’s my good fucking girl.”
“Let yourself go, Ryth.” He gripped my ass and sucked before adding his fingers. “You’re doing so well…so fucking well.”
“So fucking well.”
“You’re fucking mine, you understand that? You’re…mine. You go into the darkness, I’m right there with you. There’s no leaving me, Ryth. Not now, not ever…in this life, or the next.”
“Lift your foot, little sister,”
She shook her head, still holding that bastard's stare. “No, it’s not. They’re not touching you, Caleb. They’re not touching you, because you belong to me.”
“Do you remember the last time we were together, little sister?”
“You’re doing so good.” The words came out of nowhere. I savored that moment, then and now, as she pulled out my cock. I reached down, dragged my fingers through her hair, and stared at her throat. “So damn good.”
My fingers sank through her hair as her head bobbed. “That’s it, princess.” I closed my eyes. “Worship me.”
My hand around her throat. My cock in her ass. I wanted her to watch us in the mirror while I filled her with my come.
“Fuck. That’s it, little sister. That’s it, swallow.”
“Swallow, little sister.”
“My good little whore, aren’t you? My sweet, perfect whore of a sister…” Hard breaths consumed me as I stared into her eyes. “Fuck, I love you.”
So that was how Caleb had fixed it. With angry sex…
Tobias stopped in front of me, lifted his hand to graze my cheek with a curled finger, and murmured, “There’s my little mouse.”
“Yeah, little mouse, it's me.”
little mouse.”
“You gotta trust him now, little mouse,”
“It’s going to be okay, little mouse. Just you wait and see. It’s all going to be okay.”
“Not even death wanted me, princess,” I answered, holding on tight. “Only you…always you.”
“You scared the hell out of me.” I fisted her hair and yanked, pulling her head backwards, hard enough for her to know I was pissed. “Don’t ever do that again. From now on…we stick together. Do you hear me? We stick together. Every goddamn second of the fucking day, until we can get the hell out of here.”
We’re going to have a problem, you and me, brother. We are going to have a real big fucking problem indeed.
I shook my head. “Nothing, princess. Nothing at all.”
“This way, princess.”
“Tobias, are you okay?” I knew the words were coming. My smile was more like a fucking wince, but I gave her all I had. “Yeah, just tired.”
“Go.” I forced the word. “Go to Nick.”
“There’s clothes for you, princess.”
“Princess.” He licked his lips, dropping his gaze to my breasts.
“Princess…” He purred, reaching up to palm my breast. But the touch wasn’t soft or tender. No, nothing about Tobias was tender. I winced as he pinched my nipple hard enough for me to cry out, then raised that fierce glare. “I thought I'd fucking lost you,” he growled.
“Princess…” he whispered. “I’d crawl through fucking Hell to get back to you, don’t you know that by now?”
One hand moved to the middle of my back and gently made me bend. “Spread your legs, princess, and tell me how much you fucking missed me.”
“What was that?” He drove his fingers inside me, then slid them along my crease, reaching between my legs to find my clit. “I couldn’t quite hear you.”
He thrust his fingers inside, stretching me, fucking me, stroking that part of me that made me tremble. “How much, princess?”
There was a twitch in the corner of his mouth. This was the punishment he wanted to inflict. Berating me with every thrust of his touch as he reached for his zipper with his other hand. “This cunt is mine, do you understand that?”
“This heart is mine.” Those haunting dark eyes were fixed on mine as he grasped my thigh and yanked upwards, splaying my pussy wide. “You know what else is mine?”
My knee slipped, angled against the edge of the counter. He unbuttoned his jeans, shoved them down and, with one hard thrust, drove his cock inside. “Your fucking life. Your…” Thrust. “Fucking… life.”
“No one touches it,” he growled and slammed home again. “No one fucking gets to have it…only me…only…us.”
Us…
“You're mine, Ryth. You’ve always been mine. No one, and nothing, will take you from me, do you understand that?”
“They won’t take you from me,” he said with chilling certainty. “No one is going to take you from me.”
“Do you hear me, little sister?” he urged, thrusting more slowly this time. “No one is taking you from me.”
“Open your eyes, princess. Watch me as I fuck you.”
I did, finding that unfathomable stare in the reflection. He was the brother who'd hated me, the brother who'd gone out of his way to be cruel. Now he was the brother who’d kill for me.
He leaned forward and grasped my throat. “You like to be fucked hard, little sister?” he grunted, driving into me. “You like the way Caleb drives you?” I nodded, jolting hard. “Then consider yourself owned.” “Yes…” I drove back hard against him, meeting his thrusts, driving him deeper and harder. He owned me. They all owned me. He reached up and gripped my jaw, turning me to stare into my eyes. “Say my name, little sister.” “Tobias,” I moaned. “Again,” he demanded. “Tobias.”
