Page 61 of The Masks She Wore

?“Threw it out fucking some random last night,” she answered cooly. “Big dick energy sometimes delivers. Especially when that big dick energy is coming from a lady. And we did. Cum, I mean,” she went on, sliding another fork full of food into her mouth.

?I swear tofuckingGod.

?My eyes lifted to Malachi’s, finding that his had hardened. He wasn’t angry at Rae, in fact, he was incredibly understanding of most people. He had been around the world several times, seen things nobody should ever have to see. His understanding of life was immeasurable, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t exactly like us in every way.

?He’s the one that built us, created us. While he may not outwardly show it, he was the worst of us all.

?She wanted to see my face, hear my name, then fine.

?I wrapped my hand into her hair and jerked her off the stool, a scream belting from her lips.

?Her hands wrapped around my wrist as I dragged her back towards the bedroom, my heart slamming, cock hardening. I truly hadn’t planned on fucking her before the meeting, but Hell, if she wanted to act like a brat, I’d treat her like one.

?I pulled her into the room and tossed her to the floor, slamming the door behind me.

?She cried out, moving herself in a way that avoided whatever was wrong with her spine.

?Her tear-filled eyes shot to mine, rage burning in their depths as I tore off the mask and stormed up to her. “We have a law,” I told her, wrapping a hand around her arm and jerking her up. “My brothers and I. It started with Malachi’s law. ‘Don’t bring a girl into this world unless you’re willing to kill her’. We expanded from there because in our mind,” I went on, throwing her to the bed, “if a woman is strong enough to truly capture our attention, something we thought would never happen, then we needed something more in depth to truly capture the essence of what it meant to be ours.”

?She was panting, scrambling back to the other side of the bed, her cheeks red, tears streaming down her face.

?I grabbed her ankle and jerked her back towards me, easily flipping her onto her stomach.

?“Azrael suggested taking a sort of vow,brandingour girl so they know who they belong to until the day they inevitably betray us, but I wasn’t that cruel, not then. That was years ago. Over a decade. I’ve grown, we all have. I’ve changed. Shifted mindsets.”

?The panic she was feeling was clear as she clawed at the bed, her breathing labored, whimpers leaving her lips with each exhale.

?I crawled on top of her, straddling her ass, my cockso hard, it fuckingached. “Ourlaw is simple. If we choose a girl to bring into this world, one we would be willing to kill if things go south, then we’ve claimed her. We don’t share her like the others. We don’t fuck her and forget about her. We use her up until she’s got nothing left to give, and then we keep going.”

?I felt her relax under me a bit, her hands shifting from clawing to get away to just holding onto the bed for dear life.

?I ripped her sweater off and her tank top up, revealing what she was hiding under them.

?Among the fading cuts and scratches from the shrubs, there was a long scrape dusted in prickles of blood up her spine from her lower back to her should blades. Around that scrape a large bruise was already forming.

?That piece of shit shoved her down. God, Zo better make it fucking hurt because it was an effort to remain here. To let that piece of shit live while my girl suffered.

?I ran a finger down the center of her back gently, pulling a whimper from her lips as her head fell to the mattress, hair curtaining her face. The shower must have helped some, but she was going to be sore for a while.

?“You’re going to kill me anyway,” she said, her voice muffled. “You just said as much, so what’s the point in claiming me?”

?My eyes lifted to the back of her head, studying the tangle of hair I had already caused. “Because I want to, Princess. Because it’s fun.”

?“You’re fucking psychotic,” she panted, the tears thick in her voice.

?I slid my hand up into her hair again, gripping it at the base of her skull, pulling another whimper from her lips. “You’re telling me that you don’t want to be claimed?” I asked, sitting back on her thighs just enough to grind against her ass.

?Her body tightened as she felt my cock press against her.

?I leaned over her, pushing her into the soft covers. “You don’t want me to own you?” I growled softly.

?She shifted under me, pushing her ass up ever so slightly as her nails dug into the covers. “How can I agree to something like that?” she questioned. “To someone like you? I don’t even know your name.”

?Her body wanted to be fucked, I could feel it. The way she was pushing back against me. She was desperate. “So concerned with names,” I purred and straightened, taking in the curve of her back, the way her tits spilled to either side of her.

?Fuck, I could cum by this image alone.

?“Have you fucked anyone since we met?”

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