Page 5 of Flesh & Divinity

“A dirty little whore you shall be,” he murmurs. He uses his hold on my hair to drag me out of the cabin, ignoring my cries of pain and protests. I stumble but he doesn’t stop. He’s on a mission and won’t be deterred. When we finally come to a stop, tears trail down my cheeks as I stare up at the three of them. Moonlight reflects off their masks casting them in a sinister light.

“Lose the fucking thong, now,” the one with the blue eyes snaps. I want to disobey.

It’s only the fear of them inflicting pain on me that has me biting down on my tongue to keep my retort inside.

When the one with the darker blue eyes steps toward me, I hold strong and refuse to back away. I hold my head high as he bends down in front of me. My eyes widen when he stands and clasps a chain to the collar around my neck.

“What the fuck!” I snap and try to yank it off but it’s fucking locked!

“You’re at our mercy now,” he snarls in my face. I should be sickened and fighting for my freedom, except I’m not, because as much as I want to lie to myself and say I’m not aroused or intrigued by these strangers… I am.

If there is a fairy godmother out there, don’t save me because I want these three to fuck the villain into me.

CHAPTER FOUR

GUS

With every step I take she moves back one until the chain holds her still. I say nothing as I reach out, grip her thong and shred it from her perfect little body. She gasp and hurls threats but I’m not fucking done. The bitch had a chance and she chose not to obey. She strikes out and slaps me, but what she doesn’t know is, I get off on pain and love it rough.

I lock my eyes on hers, she goes still and her mouth snaps closed. I don’t use words, I slide a finger into her pussy.

Fuck!

She’s so fucking wet.

God, she is so damn tight, my mouth waters to taste her weeping cunt.

Her pupils are blown wide and her chest rises and falls rapidly. When I circle her clit, she whimpers.

“So defiant, Cinder Soot,” I taunt as I play with her clit and drive her mad. Her eyes burn with defiance and I can tell she is fighting her body’s reaction to this. She wants to deny that she is aroused. Her mouth can say it but her body won’t because this pussy, this perfect little cunt, wants us to fill it and engrave our mark on her.

Cinder Charming thinks she’s the boss. On this island, we are the kings. We are the ones who call the shots and she can either learn that the easy way or she can do it the hard way—I fucking pray she chooses the latter.

Duke and Jaq close in and flank me. She looks between both of them with a small mewl escaping that sinful mouth. I withdraw my finger and step back so we can take in the sight of this little bitch standing in front of us, completely at our mercy and ready to be owned. The instant I drop my gaze to those mouth-watering tits, I groan. I step forward and push a finger inside her wet little hole, loving the sound of her sharp cry. She reaches out and places her hands on my shoulders and pushes onto her tiptoes. Jaq pinches her nipples. She screams right in my face and I fucking bask in it.

Duke grips her throat and forces her gaze to him. “Submit, Cinder Soot, and we’ll make you feel so fucking good.” The look on her face is pure confusion and I can see she is warring within herself. The rational side of her wants to argue and say this is wrong, allowing three strangers to touch her, taste her and force her to weather what the fuck we give her.

Her mouth opens and I see she wants to deny us out of pure spite, so I hook my fingers inside her little pussy and hit that sweet spot. Her cry is sharp and pierces the still night like a prayer to the one person who is never going to grant her entry past those gates. Heaven is for those who deserve it. This filthy little slut doesn’t, she belongs down south with the devil himself.

I feel her pussy begin to quiver, she’s right there dangling on the edge of euphoric bliss. With a single stroke of my finger I could throw her over the edge and allow her the greatest climax of her fucking miserable life, but I don’t.

I yank my finger free. “Submit,” I sneer right in her face. Her eyes are glazed and her breathing is ragged. Her mind is too focused on the pleasure I just denied her to think rationally… Good. I want her driven out of her fucking mind with lust. Unable to focus on anything except for us. If she obeys and behaves, she will remain alive on this island. Refuse and deny us what we are owed, she’ll die here.

“Please—”

Duke cuts her off before she can finish her pathetic begging. “Fucking submit and we’ll make you come so many times you’ll forget your pathetic reservations about what society deems right and wrong.” His words are her unraveling. I see the moment she relents before the words come out of her mouth. I smirk behind my mask, knowing we’ve won.

“I submit.”

Desire rolls through me like poison tainting my veins, hearing those words from the bitch who sentenced us to this island is victorious.

“Fuck.” The word leaves me before I can stop it, raw and ruined.

Her eyes are blown wide as I prowl forward.

But she is not afraid.

She got drunk on the hunt. Unraveled beautifully under rough hands and darker intentions. Fear was never the thing she was feeling.