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Chaos chuckles as she stutters, “To-to-to-gether? That will hurt,” she whimpers as I watch Chaos press a finger into her tiny rosebud, stretching her enough that his cock head will fit.
“You’ll bleed,” I respond honestly. “But our cocks are ripping through that virgin barrier together or not at all.” I feel her chin wobbling against my thigh as the heat of a tear spills free. Lifting her face so she’s forced to look at me as Chaos begins slipping his cock into her tight hole, her eyes glaze over with a dark hunger I don’t think she knows resides within her. “You liked my dick choking you.” She nods hesitantly. “You like the way his dick feels stretching you now, the sting of pain while his fist squeezes the life from his dick. Tighten those muscles on him, little bird; show Chaos you can handle anything he gives you.”
A strangled moan leaves the man as she does what I tell her to. She was born for this, for us. The more we explore with her, the easier it is to tell that Birdie belongs between us. “Trust me, after we pop that cherry, you’ll be begging us to double dip in that tight cunt as often as possible.”
“Fuck! She’s fucking, too fucking…fucking tight. I’m gonna blow.” Chaos bares his teeth and growls as his seed streams in thick rivulets. Just like me. As soon as he pulls out of her ass, the creamy liquid leaks down until the strained ring of muscles closes again. Using his fingers, Chaos doesn’t hesitate to shove it back into her little asshole.
“Take her to bed, Vicious, or I’m going to fuck her until she cries.” I help Birdie to her feet, but she pauses before stepping out with me.
Staring at Chaos with a contemplative expression, she finally asks him, “Would you?”
“Would I what?” His eyes narrow.
“Do that…until I cry?” Her thighs squirm together, and I get the feeling that’s what she wants.
Stepping forward, Chaos threads his fingers through her hair before dragging her body against his, mouths just a breath apart. “Do you want me to?”
“You would hurt me.” She doesn’t sound afraid of that.
“Likely.”
“But you’d make it feel good?”
“Every fucking time.”
The air grows rife with intent, and my cock swells again—thickening painfully.
Dipping down, Chaos bites a nipple, tugging until she cries out before sucking the nub into his mouth, waiting on her moan, and she sways towards him. “Like that,” he says as he pulls away. “Only it’ll be your cunt, and we won’t stop fucking until you pass out from pleasure and your womb is filled with our seed.” Spinning her around, he slaps her ass harshly before meeting my stare and saying, “Eat that fucking pussy until I get there, then she’s sitting on my face until she fights to get off.”
It’s going to be a good fucking day.
CHAPTER 4
Chaos
Dropping Birdie off an hour late for school wasn’t what I wanted to do with our day. I wanted to keep her in bed and ring as many orgasms out of her sensitive body as I could until she went numb and immobile, but she insisted that she had to be there. She had to finish her classes so she could graduate and not have to worry about going back.
Vicious has been sweating his foul mood off in the gym for three hours now, while I work in the office. Our last loan client is Roger, and now that he’s paid up—once he gives me his daughter’s medical bills, that is—I’m happy to be done with the darker side of our lives. Not that we’ll always live a life on the right side of the law, but we’re closer to it now. Men like Vic and I aren’t meant to be good all the time. We’re savage, ruthless, and need to get our hands dirty.
We’re set to open Marshall Security in six months, and we’ve already locked in a client with a dozen nightclubs across the city that needs security run on. He was a previous client of ours until about three years ago when he married a wealthy woman who was happy to pay off his debts and fund this latest gamble of his that turned out successful. He’s one of the lucky few. We’ve ordered the system he chose, and it’s expected to be here next month so I can start working on getting everything set up before we launch. Vicious has already found half the staff we’ll need to fill the clubs’ bouncer positions and has another round of interviews next week. Once he’s selected everyone, he’ll begin training them. I’m a little worried about what that will entail and how many will last through boot camp.
“He’s a fucking pimp,” Vicious spits out as he walks into the office.
Glancing up, I don’t have to ask him who. “So, get him out.” A wicked smile crosses my brother’s face, and I know he’s going to enjoy tormenting Carl while convincing him to leave the building. We own the two penthouses on this floor. If Carl leaves, we could purchase his large apartment and attempt to talk the one other resident on this floor into selling to us as well, but I’m not concerned about that yet.
“What time is she out?” I shout—Vic having left as fast as he arrived.
“One hour!” he calls back as I hear the door slam shut. I almost feel sorry for Carl.
I’m not sure when exactly it happened, but it was years ago that Vicious and I had decided we would share a woman due to his intensity and obsessiveness and my illicit desire to mix pleasure and pain. We’re alike in so many ways but different in many more. Until Birdie, I didn’t think we’d ever find a woman willing to put up with us both. She didn’t even hesitate, though. Didn’t question it.
I’d seen her around the neighborhood a couple of times in the last few weeks since we moved in, and she always made my dick twitch, but I hadn’t planned on approaching her until Vic saw her. If I’d known she lived next to us with such an asshole, I wouldn’t have hesitated that first time I imagined wrapping her silky curls around my fist and guiding her innocent mouth along my raging cock.
After Vicious spotted her in the lobby as we were leaving, we turned right back around and followed her up. I knew he wouldn’t be able to stay away from her for long. Neither was I. Now, all I can think about is breeding her youthful body. Tying her to us for the rest of our lives. Every time I close my eyes, all I can picture is Birdie knocked up and nude. I’d keep her like that for years if I thought it were possible.
A commotion in the hall grabs my attention, and I know it’s Vic and Carl. As I stand up, I hear glass shatter and move faster towards the door. Finding my brother with blood pouring down his face from a cut along his hairline, I grab the bat he used last night. Without hesitation, I grip it and swing like I’m about to win the World Series. The new guy’s kneecap bends awkwardly as he crumples to the ground, howling in pain.
“You good?” My hand slips up to his head, where Vic wipes blood away and growls as he spins to re-enter the apartment where a door no longer hangs. “What the fuck happened?” Following him inside, there are holes in the walls, glass shattered everywhere. Furniture is turned upside down in every room, and blood splatters the hallway.
