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“Sunshine, that’s a good thing. Don’t be embarrassed,” Kyrian whispers to her.

“Boys.” Liam stands and moves to the foot of the bed as I move out from between her legs. “It’s time we take Virtue’s virginity. Kyrian, finish undressing. Killian, do the same. But before you do, bring over a bottle of water and help hydrate our girl.”

As I move away, Uncle Liam sits on the bed, stroking her hair. She tilts her head into his embrace, letting out a soft mewl. “So fucking responsive. You're a delectable find, Little Mouse.”

If I didn’t know better, I’d think he’s found his new submissive. However, I know she’s just a toy to him. Liam wants to avenge my parents’ death as much as I do, and as bad as I hate using Elena to do that, I will. Her father needs to pay for his crimes, and I plan to make sure he does.

I just have to keep reminding myself this is only for the weekend.

Chapter 17

Kyrian

Finally!

I’ve wanted her since the moment she stepped out on that stage. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. The only blip in having her is who her father is.

Maybe I can get them to spare her. She can lead us to him without us using her. She’s innocent in this whole thing and from what little she said, it doesn’t seem like her father cares for her at all. He fucking abandoned her when a little girl needs her father the most.

I take off my boxers, the last bit of clothing I have, and my already hard cock slaps against my abs. Ever since I found out she was a virgin and claimed her as mine—because make no mistake she is—all I could do is make a list of all the ways I could take it from her: fast and hard, loving and caring, missionary, doggy. The list goes on and on.

Stepping over to the bed, I let Uncle Liam have his time with her. He’s giving her the care she needs after all the orgasms she just had. For someone so inexperienced, she’s handling everything she’s been given amazingly.

I go back and forth, but finally decide every girl deserves an incredible first time. You know the kind where the man gazes into her eyes, telling her how wonderful she feels and that the pain will be over soon. Then, once that’s done, she deserves to be fucked.

Reaching down, I unhook the soft cuffs from her ankles. Her skin is on fire and with each touch, I feel my own body heat rise. My sunshine is so focused on my uncle she doesn’t even realize the freedom she now has.

“Little Mouse, are you ready?” Uncle Liam asks.

“Yes, Sir,” her breathy voice responds.

“Remember, you can use your safe word at any time. Now Kyrian is going to make you feel so good. Better than you could ever imagine. Afterward, Killian will carry you to the bathroom and take a bath with you. Then you can rest. Tomorrow we’ll play some more.”

“Yes, Sir.”

God, her perfect ability to submit has me wanting to keep her more and more. But I’ll have her this weekend and then push those feelings aside.

“And tomorrow, Little Mouse, you’re mine first, and I won’t be easy on you.” Uncle Liam reaches up and undoes the cuff restraining the arm closest to him, before reaching over her body and doing the same with the other one.

My eyebrow quirks in curiosity at his gentleness with her. It makes it so hard for me to read if he is feeling the same emotions as me or if it’s all just a ploy to lure Elena in before blowing her world to pieces.

She lets out a whimper that has my cock throbbing as blood rushes to it. I grip it with my hand and squeeze, stroking up and down the length. Uncle Liam stands and walks back to his chair to watch. He stops as he passes me.

“Kyrian, make sure she has her orgasm before you come,” he orders, then takes his seat. Killian steps back into the room, wearing a robe and holding a glass of whiskey in each hand.

I glance back at the beauty on the bed. She’s realized her legs are free and is tightly pressing her thighs together as she bites her bottom lip. Her hands lay on the bed beside her, gripping the sheets tightly. Fuck me, her body is far too beautiful to ever be covered by clothing again. I’d let her walk around naked if I wasn’t afraid some asshole would try to take what’s mine.

Mine!

I like that. Technically, she is mine. We did buy her. Who cares if it was just for a weekend?

My eyes trail down her, starting with her chocolate eyes and those full puffy pink lips that I want to kiss so desperately, nipping and tugging on them as she whimpers in need.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly with her heavy breathing. Each inhale pushes her beautiful full breasts upward. Her light brown areolas perfectly frame her tightened peaks like a crown.

The sight of her blissed out is what dreams are made of. I groan and my dick jumps. Fuck, she’s amazing. Before I fuck her, though, I need a taste. Part of me hates that Killian got to do that first, but then I remember I’m getting to have her sweet pussy clamping down on my dick as she comes all over it. I’ll be the first to feel the warmth of her walls, gripping me like a vise.

Okay, Kyrian, you need to calm down or you’re going to blow your load like a horny schoolboy who’s just seen his first naked woman. And I’m far from that. Not to mention Uncle Liam and Killian would never let me live it down. It would live on forever, the story being told at every family function and spread from generation to generation. I’d be the laughingstock of the family.

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