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by
Rory Ireland
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February 17 - February 18, 2023
If they want to burn Hollow Hill to the ground by making me choose which one of them gets to ruin my life. I’ll bring the fucking matches.
“You are no better than me, Bennett. You and I are the very same. You just dress up your crazy in costumes to hide. I wear mine on my sleeves, proudly. Go fuck yourself.”
I can’t fucking stand him, but that’s my flesh and blood. I’ll never leave him in the gutter without me.
Either my plan works how I want it to. Or Grey really will fucking kill me. Guess we’ll just have to fuck around and find out.
“Our toy finally decided to come out and play.”
Mason grabbed me by the face and stared into my soul when he said, “I’ll kill anyfuckingbody who touches you.” He only released his hold on my chin when Bennett spoke, teeth gritted in anger and his fingers digging into my thigh. “No one will ever touch you again, Tessa.”
“You have to choose,” Bennett says against my ear and his words feel like a punch in the gut. “We don’t share our toys.”
“I like when you struggle. We both know you’ll never get away from me.”
“We’re giving you a choice,” Mason rumbles against my mouth as his thigh grinds against my sensitive clit. “We knew you were special.”
“We just didn’t think you’d want both of us,” Bennett adds, and his mask is slipping.
“Does my little slut like my brother’s tongue on her pussy?”
“If you want to be our little slut, you need to act like it.”
It’s Mason who speaks, his eyes never wavering. “Gun to your head. Which one of us do you want?” Anger rushes through me when I spit the words, “Pull the fucking trigger.”
Make me work for it. It’ll make it that much sweeter when I fuck you into the dirt and make you as dirty on the outside to match your insides.
“I want to leave,” I tell him again. “And I want you to tell my brother that my cock is the only one you want buried inside of you, but we can’t always have what we want, now can we?”
“Because I can. Because I want to. Just because I treat you like a whore when I fuck you doesn’t mean you are one. You know that. Just let me take care of you.
“Okay, well I would like to see you on the ground getting railroaded by two deviants and then tell me nothing in your body hurts.”
“I won't be doing that, but I’ll humble myself and get on my knees for you right here and now, my little spitfire.”
“Fuck my face, baby. I want to feel your come drench me and then I’m gonna fuck you in this fluffy ass bed as requested.”
“That’s it, spitfire. Baptize me in your essence.”
“I always stare at you. You just tend to not notice until I’m naked and hovering above you. I like pretty things, and you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever had my hands on.”
“You let me fuck you on my bike and I’ll die a happy man. My bike is stunning but we both know my obsession with you cannot be replicated.”
“Please, just let me go. Let me leave. I want to forget this whole—” “You’ll forget nothing because this is our story, and it’s the only one we have,”
“You love us both. Equally. You proved that tonight, and I know you want us to be sorry for what we put you through, but we’re not.” Bennett loosens his hold slightly, letting me get a deeper breath. “Does my brother’s mouth feel good on your nipples, spitfire?”
“Open those eyes, spitfire. We want you to remember the one and only time a Raven has ever bent to your will. We’ll give you whatever you want because you’re ours now. Ours to toy with. Ours to take care of. Ours to fuck. Ours to love.”
