Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Ella took my silence for displeasure or anger and quickly blurted, “Please don’t be mad at him. I caught him in the bathroom. There was so much blood, I thought something had happened, but then I saw the razor in his hand and the cuts on his thighs. He yelled at me and ran off. I was scared. My mind told me to ignore it, pretend it didn’t happen, but I’ve never been good at shutting myself off to those in need.”
I scoffed, irritated that she was labeling Asher as a weak, pathetic creature. “Asher isn’t a weak kid.”
“Of course not. Being in need doesn’t mean you’re incapable, only that you need help.” I started to speak, but she brushed her finger over my lips, silently requesting that I wait. “The strongest need an escape, and the weakest can provide shelter. Asher needed something, and I could provide it. So he let me in.”
I jumped up, needing distance to think. “So now you’re breaking his trust by spilling his secrets.”
“She broke nothing, Brother,” Asher said calmly behind me.
I’d never seen Asher look at a woman the way he looked at Ella. Like she turned the world on its axis and caused the sun to rise and set. He gazed at her like a prophet witnessing the revelation of God.
“I want her,” Asher stated. “She’s important to me, just as you are. There’s no reason for secrets between us.”
Asher was right. She is important, not only to him but to all of us. And that’s why I have to fight my urges. We need to keep her safe.
I hate that I’m fucked up. I hate the depravity that surges through me. Ells deserves someone who’ll softly kiss every inch of her skin and tell her how beautiful she is. She doesn’t need men like me and my brothers.
“You’ll regret doing that,” I say.
Ella has the audacity to lock eyes with me, pushing the dildo further down her throat. She looks stunning with mascara running down her face, and another stab of guilt jerks my cock and claws at my heart. What kind of fucking psycho enjoys watching a girl he cares for cry?
River and Asher delude themselves into believing we have a shot at something better, but we’re too fucked up. We’ll never have anything resembling normal. But as I watch Ella pushing back on River’s cock and grinding her pussy on Asher’s tongue, I wonder if she craves the depravity only we can provide.
“Be careful, Princess. You might bite off more than you can chew,” I growl.
I move from the shadows, taking deliberate steps closer to my pretty little prey. I’d prefer her to run than fight, but not all games need to be physical. Ella wants me to fuck her. She wants me to taste her skin and pound her pretty holes until she screams in ecstasy. But I’m not gonna give in to her. Ella needs to understand that brats don’t get rewarded.
I stand in front of her and undo my pants, releasing my thick cock. Ella removes the dildo from her mouth and edges closer to engulf my cock with her lips.
Laughter falls from my throat as I look down at her. “You think you deserve a reward, Ella? You think I’m going to bend for a little brat like you?”
Ella doesn’t say a word. She sticks her tongue out, desperate to lick the tip of my dick. She flinches as I smack her face with my cock and pull away. “Pass me the lube, River.”
River smirks as he throws the pink bottle my way. “I knew you’d crack.”
River is wrong. I’m not cracking for Ella. I’m not so easy to break. I won’t be fucking Ella until she begs like a dog at my feet. Until she learns that I’m the one who gives orders and if she wants something, she needs to ask like a good girl.
I pour the liquid on Asher’s ass, rubbing it in with my fingers before entering his ass in one deep, slow thrust. Grabbing his dick, I point it at Ella’s mouth. “Suck.”
She obeys without a fight, opening her mouth and taking Asher’s cock deep in her mouth. With every thrust of my dick in Asher’s ass, she gags with the force of his dick impaling her throat.
“This is all you’re good for, Princess. A piece of meat to be fucked whenever and wherever. You know we’ll parade you around, don’t you? Show everyone your talents.”
She closes her eyes and moans loudly. My crazy girl likes this. I freeze at the thought of claiming her, of admitting that she’s mine. The realization ignites another wave of rage. Anger festers, not at Ella, but at allowing myself to want her. Another life I’m about to ruin with my selfishness. I now know without a shadow of a doubt that I’ll never be a good man. I will never sacrifice what I want for the betterment of someone else. There’s no way I’ll ever let Ella go.