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“I can’t be saved,” I whispered.

“Fuck that, Doll.” King kissed me, sliding his tongue between my lips and I went completely feral for it.

It was weird to say I missed them, but I did. We kissed like we had been apart for years instead of days. It was frantic, sloppy and we knocked teeth several times, but I fucking loved it.

“King,” I gasped, as he kissed down my neck, still tender from his earlier tantrum.

He ground his hips against mine, his hard cock teasing at my pussy. It was a bad idea, the worst ever, but I was at the point that I didn’t care. I was ready to die when King had choked me earlier, if we died now, I was just delaying the inevitable. This place was always eventually going to kill me, and I was so tired of trying to survive.

13

King

Today I had gone through a myriad of emotions. I started out optimistic, even downright hopeful, but when I saw her, I wanted to kill her. She had threatened our livelihood, everything that I had built for myself and my crew, and I couldn’t stand for that.

After she told us her name and how much she hated Kris and that the only reason she was here was because of some girls, I started to thaw. I was confused, Kris wasn’t the leader, Nic was and that made us wonder what the hell was going on in Christmas town. While we waited for her, we broke in.

The town was not secure, and any dumbass could have come in and stolen drugs. They had become complacent. We passed by the room that had women bagging drugs and we even passed a man who looked high out of his mind. He called me Daryl, so I hoped everyone else thought I was Daryl.

We looked through a handful of rooms until we found hers. A small photo with a group of girls led us to believe it was her room and we even found her Halloween costume.

Our goal was to get her hell away from here. What we hadn’t expected was that she didn’t want to leave. She cried about the girls again, and I wondered what else Nic was doingbehind closed doors. Was he taking women? Children? Just thinking about that possibility had Boogie and I wanting to burn Christmas Town to the ground, consequences be damned.

I didn’t get a chance to ask her when she ran away again. If it had been anyone else, I wouldn’t have gone through the trouble, but it was her, our Doll, our little brat, and I knew we were both hooked. Every fiber of my being wanted to forcibly protect her and drag her away from this place, but she was so fucking stubborn.

Chasing after her gave me a rush and when I caught her this time I ground myself against her, I couldn’t hold back. I kissed her like she was the water I needed to survive. The softness to our hardness and the sass to put up with our shit. She was everything Boogie and I had been missing in life, she was the bulb in our wonky strand of lights that made us complete and I was ready to to say fuck it to the Mayor if that is what she wished for me to do.

“Something to keep her still,” Boogie said, wrapping her wrists in sparkly garland.

“I need you.” She looked up at him as I kissed down her body, pushing up her shirt to see that she was wearing a sports bra.

I growled and pulled out my pocket knife. She gasped when the cool metal touched her skin, the blade sliced through the fabric easily. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking on it hard, watching our doll try and unzip Boogie’s pants as he took himself out, rubbing her lips all over the head of his cock.

“Little One,” Boogie groaned, when she sucked the head of his cock.

Boogie and I locked eyes. I wished he didn’t care about his looks, I wanted to see his face blissed out when she deep throated him.

“We don’t have time, King.” Boogie snapped me out of my fantasy.

“Just a taste, Boogie.” I slid up until I was close to his cock, pulling her head back as I took him down my throat.

“Fuck, I love that your cock is pierced,” she groaned. “King, you look so good with his cock in your mouth.”

I pulled back, swirling my tongue before taking him again when Boogie shouted. Doll was sucking his balls looking up at me. She was perfect for us.

I sucked Boogie down one more time grazing him with my teeth before popping off and taking our little doll’s mouth while I undid my pants, desperate to be inside of her.

Her leggings were too tight and I didn’t have the patience to take them off so I used my knife to start a tear until the seam in the middle was ripped. She was pantyless again and I was fucking grateful for it. I lifted her legs, plunging my fingers in and she was soaked.

“Goddamn, Doll, you’re fucking drenched, you dirty fucking girl,” I growled, meeting her eyes. “You love when we chase you, don’t you?”

“Yes, fuck me, please,” she whimpered.

“We will take care of you, Little One.” Boogie stroked her face.

I lined my cock up.

“Wait, I want her on her knees,” Boogie said, lifting her up, setting her on her knees.

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