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“I am your slave forever,” she finally said.

“You can cum now.”

And she did. In waves. She released an earth-shattering moan as her cunt clenched around me, squeezed my knot, and shot hot juices all over my balls. I pressed my lips to her ear, and as I shot a new load of seed inside her, I whispered: “You’re our slave forever, that’s right. Don’t ever forget that.”

Twelve

Isabel

After Jax left, I felt strange, lost and dazed. I didn’t know what I’d expected of him, but it certainly wasn’t that whirlwind of brutal passion.

He had told me I was going to be his slave forever. The idea should have terrified me. Instead, at that moment, I couldn’t help but think that maybe… it wouldn’t be so bad.

God, I was horrible. I was so horrible. No matter how much I tried to ignore it, the fact remained that they’d killed my family.

But… Sex with them felt so good. When they touched me, everything went away. I felt so free, like I could fly, like I didn’t have to worry about anything ever again.

It had happened earlier, with Thorn and Reid, and it had happened with Jax now. What was going on with me?

As if he’d noticed my dilemma, Reid knelt by my side, smirking lazily.

“What a mess you are. But I suppose it’s suitable. It looks like you’ve managed to seduce Jax, too. I gotta say, that’s a bit of an accomplishment. I haven’t seen him so messed up over a female in a while.”

“To be fair, this is a bit of a special case,” Thorn commented.

“I guess,” Reid said. “But never mind him now. If Jax was so generous to leave you to us as our plaything, I’d hate to disappoint him.”

As he spoke, Reid brushed his hand over my bare thigh. I was still covered in bites and bruises after how rough Jax had been with me. And so, when Reid touched me, I couldn’t help but flinch. But Reid wasn’t taken aback. His eyes flashed with desire, and he leaned in a little closer.

“I love the scent of your blood,” he whispered.

His words reminded me of the way he’d torn my family apart. But it was a little difficult to focus on that when he licked the blood off my shoulder. It was a lazy, barely there caress, but it resurrected the dormant arousal still buzzing at the back of my mind. I whimpered softly and felt him smile against my skin.

“I wonder, Isabel… What do you actually want us to do to you?”

I didn’t have an answer for him, because I didn’t understand it myself. And I didn’t want to think about it either. Maybe that was the whole point. Being with them was uncomplicated. They shut down my mind so easily with just a few kisses and touches. As long as we were together, I wasn’t picky.

Thorn must have felt the same, because he interrupted the one-sided conversation between me and Reid.

“I don’t know about you, Reid, but I’m really not in the mood for chatting,” he said.

Dropping to his knees next to me, he flipped me on all fours. I instantly knew what he wanted, but after being with Jax, I didn’t have the energy to hold myself upright. Reid and Thorn saved me from falling on my face, although their generosity came at a price. Even if their strong hands were keeping me from collapsing, it wasn’t really for my own sake.

They didn’t take their clothes off. Reid just unzipped his jeans, his hard cock pointing accusingly at my mouth. Behind me, I heard Thorn free his dick from its confines. He didn’t bother with preparation, not that I needed it. In one single, hard motion, he slid inside me. He wasn’t exactly rough, but I was still stretched and sore after the pounding I’d taken from Jax. Thorn’s dick felt twice as big as it normally would have. I let out a gasp, my body already responding to the penetration.

Reid buried his clawed hand in my hair and tugged, forcing our eyes to meet.

“Does it hurt, bitch?” he asked me.

It did and it didn’t. It burned, but the mild discomfort I felt was like another layer of pleasure. I wanted to explain, to tell Reid and Thorn I needed more, but my vocal cords just wouldn’t obey.

Reid pursed his lips in apparent displeasure. “What a disobedient little slut you are. Well, if you aren’t going to answer, I might as well put your mouth to