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Chapter 16

Braylen

Why did the snowman suddenly smile?

He could see the snowblower coming.

Having my Angel in my space is making me dizzy with need.

The others close in on her like predators stalking their prey – because that’s exactly what she is.

Our prey – Our girl.

I don’t care if I have to share her, but I need her to be mine, always – forever.

Is it weird to become this obsessed with someone this quickly?

Maybe – but in my defense, she’s too perfect to pass up.

“Are we taking this to the bedroom?” Brad pipes up, “Because I really want to experience heaven. Dibs on the muddy back road.”

“Did I even say that was an option?” She snarks at Brad, but the twinkle in her eye and the way she grinds her thighs together let me know she wants that – a lot.

My hand wraps around her throat from behind, and I drag her back until she’s flush with my front. My erect johnson digs into her lower back, and I nip at her neck in retaliation when she grinds her lower back onto it.

If anything is going to be grinding on me, I want it to be her perfect labia or her puckered hole.

I tighten my hand around Cherry’s throat, and she stills her movements against me.

“Are you going to be our dirty little whore tonight? Let us use you while we give you pleasure until you pass out from exhaustion – even then, we may not stop,” I say against her ear. My voice is low, but the others still hear me.

“Fuckkkk. Why is this so hot?” Brad mutters. The psychopath grips his penis through his jeans, and I have to resist the urge to throw him out of my house.

“Are you going to let us do filthy things to you, whore?” I ask my Angel.

Her pulse thunders wildly against my fingers, and she swallows heavily, “Yes.”

“Do you have limits?” I ask her.

“None. If I don’t like something, I’ll let you know,” she says.

Her legs step apart just slightly, and I use it to my advantage and slide mine between hers, “Make yourself come on my leg. Use me just like I’ll be using you tonight, and get yourself off before we use you like the little fuck doll you are.”

Cherry turns in my arms, positioning herself on my leg again, and grinds her pretty little flower against me.

My peen is as hard as a fucking rock underneath my clothes, but the sight of her bright green eyes looking up into mine as she brings herself to completion is more than I can bare.

She shudders, her panties becoming like a soaked cloth from how turned we’ve made her tonight.

My control snaps, and I throw her over my shoulder and practically sprint to the room.

“What is this room?” Cherry asks when I put her on her feet. She stumbles slightly, her heels catching on the shag rug in the middle of the floor, and I reach out to grab her arm in my hand, balancing her. The others follow in behind us, and the door clicks shut.

“This room is where I take brats who need to be punished. Where we act out our desires and fuck your holes until you are filled with us,” I step into her space. “This is where we make you ours, little slut.”

The others join, crowding her in between us all, and she sways on her feet.

Cherry gulps, her throat bobbing, and I watch in fascination as she steels herself. “What desires?” she asks huskily.

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