Page 9 of Darkest Descent

“Am I allowed to piss first?” my sister asked, snapping at him. I knew it was an effort to appear strong. I saw through the cracks in her armor, had always been able to. Even so, I didn’t understand how she did it. I shrunk inward, she exploded out. My attempt to overpower Hunter earlier was nothing like me, but seeing his hands on Alice turned me into someone I didn’t recognize.

“You’ll hold it,” Hunter said to Alice with a smirk, striding closer to her, his knife pointed in my direction as he looked her up and down again. He leered at her, and all I thought about was the way he’d felt on top of me, suffocating me. My stomach clenched. “Part of the game.”

Alice huffed, appearing unfazed by the reveal of his face. She’d flinched for a moment, but then carried on sniping at him. I struggled to look anywhere but right at him. He didn’t seem evil, he looked… normal. Frown lines and potential signs of a hard life in his eyes, but about typical for a man who I guessed was in his later twenties. Why was he showing us? What was the point in the mask before? Something must have changed.

“You were watching, you fucking asshole. Where’s the camera?” Alice asked, standing up straight next to the bucket.

“Al, stop,” I hissed. But she didn’t care. Brashness in the face of danger.

Hunter just laughed, and it shocked me. It was such a bitter sound. “Get on your knees, bitch,” he said with a low chuckle, giving her all his dark attention. “And make your brother hard.”

“I, what? No—” Alice spluttered, her facade dropping in line with my gut. He hinted. He told us, but I couldn’t…

Hunter stepped closer to Alice, and fuck, she didn’t move, didn’t waver. She glared up at him as he reached into her space. He ran the knife along her collarbone, and I saw her gulp as he brought the blade to her cheek, almost in a caress. He paused with the tip at her previous injuries, toyed with them for a moment, before moving on.

With a wicked grin, he touched the blade to her lip. “Open,” he demanded, and she squeezed her lips together. I watched, hopeless, frozen. “Open your mouth or I’ll stab my way through and still make your brother fuck you here.”

Alice’s eyes widened and she whimpered, dropping her jaw and exposing her tongue. Seeing her obey him after all her bluster took a little something from me. Maybe it was hope.

“Stick it out,” he said, and she thrust her tongue out, a tear leaking from her eye. He rested the flat of the blade on her tongue, sliding it, slicking the metal with her saliva. “Do as I say, and do it without messing yourself, or I’ll replace his cock with this blade. How slick do you think your throat would be sliced up by this?” He pressed down, and a bead of blood formed next to the glinting metal. Alice stood there, tongue out, eyes narrowing, fists clenching. “I’d enjoy finding out.”

The moment froze, tension and fear hanging over the entire room. Hunter seemed to relish in it, bask in the horror rolling off of us. I saw the rage behind Alice’s glare, had been the victim of it plenty of times growing up, but she was withholding, keeping it back. Those clenched fists staying at her side.

Then Hunter pulled the knife away from her, but their eyes stayed locked. I watched a conversation, a fight for power Alice had no chance of winning. Hunter’s jaw tightened as he waited for her to fold, but that glimmer of humor remained in his eye, like he half-hoped she wouldn’t. I tried to place him in my world, in the background of my life. He’d stalked us on purpose, chosen us. So why couldn’t I recognize a single fucking thing about him? Maybe around his eyes, maybe the way he moved, but nothing distinctive, nothing triggered.

Then Alice turned to me with a deep frown on her face and walked over. She looked like she was going to be sick, her mouth pulled down.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“If I don’t…” she whispered, her brows furrowed. “I believe him, Ash. I don’t want him to hurt you.”

Hunter moved closer, grinning wide as he played with the knife, twirling it on the palm of his hand. “There are so many more things I will do if you don’t oblige me this, Asher,” he teased, focusing on me for the first time. He’d persuaded Alice. She looked braced for hell. She gulped and sank to her knees, her head dropping forward with anguish as she settled.

“She’s my sister,” I said futilely, begging him with my gaze.

“That’s the point.” Hunter smirked. “Now, put your cock in her mouth.”

“Ash,” Alice whimpered. “It’s okay. It… it’s survival. I can, I don’t know…”

“I can’t do it,” I shouted, going to step away, squeezing my eyes shut and swallowing down bile. Alice grabbed my leg to stop me from moving, her fingers curling into my skin.

“I’ll stab her in the fucking throat and make you fuck the hole if you don’t get your cock in your sister’s mouth right now!” Hunter bellowed, making both of us jump. Alice sniffled, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

Warmth grasped my cock then, and I flinched, sucked in a haggard breath. I refused to glance down. Not as Alice grasped my shaft and began moving her hand up and down, trying to bring it to life. I heard her cry, but remained frozen, letting my mind go elsewhere.

“Not good enough,” Hunter chided, and the fist around my cock squeezed suddenly, Alice gasping. My eyes flew open to find the knife pressing into her mouth again. “Open wide.”

“Ash, please,” Alice said through gritted teeth, trying to get away from the blade.

It was hopeless. This was happening either with blood or without. I lifted the shirt and exposed my cock and her hand to the room. It looked…wrong. And I was surprised to find myself half-hard from her stimulation. But I came in closer, biting my tongue with so much force the tang of metal flooded my taste buds, then I wrapped my hand next to my sister’s on my shaft and aimed it at her mouth.

“Fuck, yes,” Hunter groaned, fucking his hips into the air, looking up at the ceiling again with a wicked grin.

Alice’s tongue touched the tip of my cock first and I shuddered. It was impossible to look away. Though our eyes didn’t lock, refused to catch the others gaze, we both kept them open. I watched her lips wrap around my shaft and swallow me up.

Blood continued to rush and harden my erection, the… fuck, the taboo of it, the horror. It messed with my hormones and twisted my brain. Her warm, wet mouth mixed with the stream of tears down her face and the way she was holding back a gag.

“Delicious, isn’t it?” Hunter said, though I wasn’t sure to who.

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