“It’s not funny, Viola,” Dino sighs.
“Oh, bloody hell. Do you really think I’m going to bite you?” I say to both of them.
Lorcan cocks his head. “I wouldn’t put anything past you. You’re acting like a crazy bitch right now.”
“I thought you liked that,” I say, licking my finger and smearing the blood over my lips and then sucking my finger clean. Lorcan’s eyes bulge out of his head, and Dino’s complexion gets whiter than I’ve ever seen it, and he’s pale as fuck being a redhead.
CHAPTER 3
VIOLA
I crawl on my hands and knees across the bed towards Lorcan, who doesn’t move a muscle—if you don’t count the one in his jaw.
When my face is inches from his, I lick his cheek and slip one hand down his waistband to his cock. I’m pleasantly surprised to find him rock hard for me. I stroke him with my nails, but he doesn’t react, so I use those nails to dig into his balls. He just glares like he’s disappointed in me.
It only makes the darkness want to hurt him more.
But I rein it in….just.
“What? You don’t want to kiss me now?” I say cocking my head, teasing the length of him until a little pre-cum comes out.
It doesn’t take much. Lorcan grabs me and kisses me, tasting blood and all. I devour him. I’ve been starved of physical contact for far too long it seems. I wrap my arms around his neck, but he pushes me off him, back onto the bed. “Watch it. I was just in a car crash in case you forgot. I’m on top.”
I grin as he straddles me. I’ll let him take control, but I want my pound of flesh. He bends down to claim my mouth again, slower this time. As he undoes his trousers, I claw at his back and bite his neck. Not too hard, but he pulls back.
“No biting or scratching, or I tape you back up,” he growls.
“Why do you have to make it so boring?” I say. His gaze darkens at that. He takes my wrists and forces them above my head, holding them with one hand, then he tears at my thin panties, ripping them aside.
I try to move, to scratch him, but he’s got me where he wants me. My breathing quickens as he takes his cock out and presses it against my entrance.
“Am I still boring you, or have I got your full attention?” he asks, raw emotion burning in the depths of his eyes.
“You’ve got me. What are you going to do now?” I say, taunting him.
His lips make a sly smile. Then he slams into me, brutally, perfectly, fully, making me gasp. Lorcan isn’t small, and I’m not ready for him even if I am drenched.
Behind him, Dino takes in the scene, fear, and lust dancing in his baby blue eyes. He frees his cock from his jeans, moving his hand up and down his own hardening shaft. The sight of him getting off on watching us has my whole body on fire.
Lorcan continues to drill into me, pounding me like he can’t quite control himself. Not that I have any control left, my moans and bucks are all that’s left of me. Lorcan was right to hold me down. I don’t know what I’d do if I was on top.
The orgasm ravages my body as pleasure rushes over me in waves.
“That’s it, sweetheart, come for me,” Lorcan drawls.
I close my eyes and let Lorcan take my release. I need him to right the pain inside before it erodes away what’s left. I savaged Dante with my teeth. I wanted to. I wanted to taste his flesh in my mouth and swallow it down. I wanted to hear him fucking scream my name while I devoured him, in more ways than one.
What scares me the most is not that I enjoyed it…
But I was totally in control.
“Enjoy that sweetheart?” Lorcan drawls, as he leans down to bite my shoulder. He said no biting but I’m not a pussy like he is, so I don’t tell him to stop. I’m too busy riding the ecstasy of a waning orgasm.
“Is that all you’ve got,” I ask after a pause, panting lightly. He smirks, pulling back. My body twists and grinds against his. No! I want more.
I need more.
Locan’s eyes glint in the darkness. “That’s all you’re getting. Now it’s our turn to fill you up.”
I glare at him as he holds me down and shoves his full length into me, making me gasp. Then he fucks me savagely. His pace is somewhere between heaven and hell, lighting me on fire. He uses me like I used him, until his cock swells and he thrusts hard and deep one last time.
“Fuck,” he growls as he jerks, spilling his release inside me. A second wave of pleasure rips through me, unexpectedly, intense and desperate as the first. Lorcan shudders over me with a sigh, kissing me briefly on the lips before he whips his head to Dino, who looks about to come himself. “Don’t waste it. Give her what she wants,” Lorcan says.
Dino’s eyes darken but he nods and groans, pumping furiously, throwing his head back as he steps forward and empties his hot load over my stomach and breasts.
Lorcan, still pinning me to the bed, smears it over me and then rubs a generous amount on my lips. “Don’t ever say you’re bored when I’m fucking you,” he sneers.
His finger comes too close to my teeth. I snap at him but he manages to pull his hand away unscathed.
“Fucking asshole,” I scowl.
After, I lay in the sheets, skirt strewn up around my waist, Dino quickly disappears into the bathroom and Lorcan climbs off me and fixes himself. The back of his neck has raised welts where my nails dug in. Lorcan turns around. His eyes are shuttered, closed off to me again. I’ve hurt him by pushing him away, and now he’s punishing me by doing the same.
“Are you coming home?” Lorcan asks, not even bothering to look at me as he tucks himself back into his trousers.
It’s like that then, is it?
“I am home,” I say.
Lorcan scowls and stalks toward the bathroom to clean up. I should clean up too. I can feel his cum leaking out from between my legs and onto the bed. I’m covered in Dino’s too. The feel of it sliding over my skin arouses me, so I turn my focus to my sweet Dino, who is exiting the bathroom as Lorcan goes in. He takes me in with hungry eyes. I doubt his hand satisfied him enough. I moisten my lips, tasting him, and give him a come-hither look.
I’m still starved.
I need more.
“Come here,” I say, patting the bed next to me.
Dino shakes his head, looking absolutely disgusted with himself. In his hands is a towel. He takes a step closer, offering it to me.
I ignore his gesture. I’m broken, may as well be dirty too.
“This isn’t why we came,” he says, putting the towel on the bed next to me but still keeping me at arm’s length.
The laugh rises and sticks in my throat. “But you did come. Both of you,” I say, making eyes at him.
Suddenly, he hisses.
“What—” He strides forward and lifts my skirt, exposing the brand Ethan gave me. “—happened? Who hurt you? Dante?” he exclaims.
I glance down. The wound is no longer visible. It’s dressed in a white gauze which is stained red with blood. All that fucking must have made it weep. It’s not very discreet. They must have been too preoccupied to notice before. I shrug. “Adrien,” is the only word I say.
“Your fucking father did that to you?” He’s cute when his nostrils flare and his dimple appears out of nowhere.