Page 44 of Absentia Mori

Mordecai yanks my head back, tangling his fingers in my hair. “Yeah, keep talking. Your feisty little threats make me so fucking hard.”

I feel someone’s fingers sliding down my crack, probing my entrance. I bite my lip as I clench around them. An electric rush of tingles surrounds my core. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I don’t want to show them. But it might be too late. “Don’t fucking touch me,” I sneer. My mouth protests while my body arches toward their touch.

Raithe snickers as he walks around. He fingers the eye patch, pulling it out and snapping it back. I flinch as it stings my cheek. “Let’s turn our little freak over. I want her to see everything we’re about to do to her.”

Fuck.

Fabien drives in another two stakes into the ground next to me. Mordecai and Raithe untie my right arm and ankle before flipping me over and slamming me back down on the ground, knocking the wind out of me. Before I can react, they rush to tie me to the new stakes.

My chest heaves as I struggle for breath. Fucking hell. I look up to see the moon glinting off Mordecai’s grill. His smile is deadly, disturbing, unstable. His black hair hangs over his eyes, casting shadows that I want to bathe in. He looks like the devil. A beautiful fucking devil.

They tower over me, surrounding me with their toxic lust. If this is what hate looks like, then I hope they hate me forever. A swirl of butterflies flutters in my belly. And I can’t fucking help myself. Their brutality is my drug. “You feel fucking important now, assholes? I guess you weren’t man enough for Nocturnus, so you had to come pick on me.”

Mordecai’s nostrils flare. His eyes darken as if venom runs through his bloodstream. He kneels between my legs, digging his fingers into my thighs. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Fabien hisses. “Itoldyou. Fuck this.” As he stomps off, I smirk at Raithe and Mordecai. There’s a smoldering tension between us that lights a fire in my chest.

I hear Fabien cursing as he stalks back over to us. And then I hear the fucking rush of water… seconds before I scream.

He stands over me with a hose, drenching me with ice-cold water. “Are we having fun now?” he shouts over the spray.

I feel like I’m drowning. There’s water in my mouth, my nose, in my pussy… My teeth chatter, and my limbs start to convulse. “Stop!” I gurgle out.

Raithe laughs while Mordecai stares at me in amusement, his cock hard as a fucking rock.Bastards.

When Fabien finally turns the hose off, I’m shivering uncontrollably. The dirt I lay in has now become mud. I squish farther into it when Mordecai presses down on my hips.

Fabien kneels down by my face. He caresses my cheek before he licks it. “You’re quiet now. Good.”

I arch my back as he runs his hand down between my breasts. “Fuck. Such pretty pink nipples. They’re begging for my mark.”

Fear, mixed with desire, overwhelms me. I whimper as he covers one of my nipples with his mouth and sucks.

Raithe rubs his thumb across the eye patch on my face. “You know how we felt now. That night they violated us. And you could’ve stopped it.”

What the actual fuck? I shake my head, and my impaired vision makes me dizzy. “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. I couldn’t stop what they did tome. What makes you think I had any power to stop them from coming after you?”

Mordecai’s hands inch higher up my wet thighs. “You knew about Zeke. About every fucking thing that triggered the events leading up to the night of the winter solstice.”

I gasp as Fabien pinches my nipple hard. “It was all your fault, little freak.”

I stifle a moan as he does the same to my other nipple. My juices leak out between my legs. “You’re wrong. I didn’t know what Zeke was planning to do.” The wind picks up, and I think I might die from the cold. I can’t stop trembling as water drips into every crevice. Numbness spreads through my wrists all the way to my fingertips. What an intoxicating fucking way to die.I am just as sick as they are.

Raithe wraps his hand around my throat. “We wanted to go home,” he growls. “But they wouldn’t let us. No, we couldn’t leave their precious princess alone in another war between the Blackwells and the Graves.”

Confusion grips me. What in the fuck is he talking about? I take a deep breath as the numbness spreads to my shoulders. “Wh-what do you mean? Who wouldn’t let you leave?”

“Enough,” Mordecai snaps. He shoots Raithe a warning glare before turning his ire back onto me. “Do you want to cum before we kill you, princess?”

My greedy pussy aches even as the panic sets in. But I know he’s bluffing. In the middle of the mud, with my limbs dying, I feel something spark. It’s the energy between us, the looks we exchange. They’ll make me bruise and bleed and scream. But they’re not going to kill me. They’re obsessed. We’re obsessed with each other. No matter how much pain and trauma that we carry, it’s what connects us. It makes us fiends for the torment.

Neither of us will back down nor concede.

“Let me go, and you can watch me make myself cum harder than either of you ever could,” I taunt, knowing full well that this will only provoke them further.

Mordecai lines his cock up to my entrance. He peels the lips of my pussy open, pinning them back with brutal force. It almost shatters me in the best fucking way.

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