Page 83 of Pretty Little Psycho

He sits back. “There. It’s done.”

Valentin loosens his grip on my head. I wince as he strokes a finger across my mutilated flesh and sucks in a sharp breath. “Mors tua, vita mea.”

Atlas bends over and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. “In absentia lucis, tenebrae vincunt.”

Riot licks his lips as he looks down at my belly. He fingers the edge of my panties, taking his time to roll his thumb across the lacy fabric before yanking them down. “Mors vincit omnia.”

One by one they take the dagger and cut an incision in each of their fingers. I watch them in wonder as they each press a bloody finger against my wet pussy and rub in slow, agonizing circles.

Their words repeat in my head as they take turns thrusting their fingers inside me.

Mors tua, vita mea. Your death, my life.

In absentia lucis, tenebrae vincunt. In the absence of light, darkness prevails.

Mors vincit omnia. Death always wins.

I arch my hips up to meet their rhythm. My clit spasms with every twitch of their slick fingers.

Valentin licks the blood from my neck as he pushes farther inside my core. “Do you like being owned by us?”

“Yes,” I murmur.

Atlas slides his palm up and down my slit, pushing Valentin’s finger deeper inside me. “Say it. Pledge yourself to us right now. Make your oath to serve only us.”

I can’t breathe with their hands between my legs. With the pressure building in my core. My clit swells as they rock against me. “I swear. I’m yours and no one else’s.”

Valentin threads his fingers through my hair and pulls my strands tight inside his palm. “Do you give us your body?”

“Yes,” I moan.

Riot licks the inside of my thigh, lapping up my spilled juices and blood. “Do you give us your life?”

They were my salvation and my damnation. My cursed devils. “Always.”

Riot’s eyes blaze with a feral hunger. “Then make it binding. Cum for us, Firecracker.”

An explosion rocks through me as I surrender fully. I cry out as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt ripples through me. My body twists and contorts as I breathe through the ecstasy like it has a mind of its own.

And then the power surges through me. I arch my back and cry out as an array of sensations assaults me. It goes from tingling to burning to what feels like being flayed alive. Sparks like electric currents shoot through my veins. And when I look back at each of them, my vision is sharper. Clearer. I feel their love. Their need. I feel it in a way that I can’t explain.

Riot’s face lights up. “Eyes like burnt honey, glowing like gold resin. You’re one of us now, Firecracker.”

My fingertips crackle with energy. Their energy. It skates down my arms and legs, binding itself to my blood and my bones like a magnet. “What happens now?” I ask.

Riot lets his finger linger on my clit, rubbing it back and forth. “That was the first of many sigils I’ll give you. With each one, we’ll grow stronger as a coven.”

His touch stimulates me again, leaving me wanting more. “Mmm, don’t stop. I want all three of you inside me. Together.”

Valentin removes his clothes and lays back on the bed. “Get on top of me, firecracker.”

I smooth my hands over his chest as I straddle him and lower myself onto his thick cock. “Oh, fuck. You’re going to make me cum again,” I moan.

Riot is already naked behind me. He grabs a hold of my hips as I slide up and down Valentin’s shaft. “Fuck, you’re such a good little slut. Relax and open up for me.”

I bite my lip hard as Riot slips his cock inside my ass. “Fuck,” I cry out.

The pressure from both of them feels like I’m being ripped apart at the seams. Riot and Valentin take turns thrusting, bouncing me back and forth between them like a see-saw.

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