Page 62 of Absentia Mori

Raithe slaps my ass again. “Only a whore would fuck in her brother’s bed. You’re not a good girl, Libra Thorn. You’re a freak. You don’t deserve your own bed.”

The more they degrade me, the more feral I become. The more I want to surrender to their every psychotic whim. I whimper as he pulls on my chains a bit harder. “Did I say you could rest?”

I shake my head as more juices spill from my rotten pussy. “No.”

Fabien pulls my hair. “No,Sir. Say it.”

Oh, fuck. I’m on the edge, close to losing every ounce of self-respect I have left. “No, Sir,” I repeat.

Mordecai grins even as he glares down at me. “Now, let’s go, little freak. I’m losing my patience.”

I let him pull me, guiding me on all fours through the entire upper floor until we reach Aries’s suite. Fuck, if he ever finds out what I’m about to do up here…

Mordecai nudges me into the center of the lavish suite. “Now stay, little pet.”

My cheeks flame as he even talks to me like I’m an animal. And yet, I can’t break out of his trance. I’m intoxicated, falling hard and fast into his darkness. It’s a seductive kind of evil. A new drug that I’m quickly becoming addicted to.

“Find his toy box,” Mordecai commands.

What?Oh, hell no. I start to sit up. “No. We need to get out of here.”

Mordecai yanks on the chains, twisting my nipples hard and sending me back on my hands and knees. He cups my face in his hands, forcing me to look up at him. “Your brother has quite the reputation for his strange tastes. He no doubt keeps some fun things here to play with.”

My stomach rolls. Not only are we violating Aries’s bedroom, but now they’re about to use his own sex toys on his sister. It feels wrong and forbidden and so fucked up. And it induces more of my juices to quiver out. The ravens are going to drag me to hell for sure.

Mordecai chuckles knowingly. “See? You’re no different than us, little freak.”

“Jackpot,” Raithe announces. He lets out a low whistle. “Looks like freak runs in the family.”

My stomach knots again. “You’re sick,” I grit out.

Raithe stalks over and waves what looks like a butt plug in front of my face. It’s teardrop-shaped on one end, not surprising, but it’s got two long arms that curve around to grip onto the flesh. To hold it in place. Except the ends of those arms have sharp points like metal teeth.Fuck me.

Fabien takes hold of the chains and guides me over to the full-length mirror that’s so wide it takes up an entire wall. “I want you to watch me stick this inside you.” He taps the backs of my thighs. “Up, up.”

My pussy throbs as I sit up on my knees and gaze at myself in the mirror. The chains hang down in front of me, pulling my nipples so taut they’re bright red. Behind me, Mordecai is on his knees in front of Raithe. I watch as he wraps his lips around his cock. It does something primal to me. I lick my lips like the greedy little slut I’ve become.

Fabien kneels behind me. “Spread your legs wider so I can get this in nice and deep.”

I sink lower to the floor as I widen my stance. I feel my ass cheeks spreading as well, and my entrance aches in anticipation. “Don’t you dare put those teeth in me.”

He cups my breasts from behind and pulls me back against his chest, ignoring my plea. “Fuck, I love your tits.” He pinches my tender nipples in between his fingers, stroking them and pulling them up toward the ceiling. I lean my head back on his shoulder and let out a deep moan. I know what this fucker is doing. He’s getting me so hot and bothered, I’ll forget all about the sharp object he’s about to latch onto my ass cheeks.

“Thatta girl,” he coaxes. “Give into it.”

I tilt back up and meet his gaze in the mirror. His pupils are dilated, wild. He drags one of the chains back and wraps it around my neck, pulling my nipple upward again. The tension sends a spasm to my core. I try to clench, but my sopping wet pussy is stretched too wide. The act of trying releases a tiny little orgasm from deep inside me. I shudder as it tickles me.

He caresses my belly before sliding his hands down lower, stopping right above my traitorous clit. “Such a good little pet.”

Raithe moans behind me, his hands tangled in Mordecai’s black strands. He watches us as Mordecai deep throats his cock. Without his eye patch, he looks even hotter. His scar is deep and raised like a botched tattoo. I have the sudden urge to lick it.

Fuck, what is wrong with me?

Fabien tugs on my chain. It tightens around my neck, bringing me back to focus on him. “Pay attention, or I’ll choke you out. And you are not going to want to missthis, little freak.”

My heart pounds as he puts the anal plug in his mouth, getting it wet. My clit spasms when he pushes me forward onto my hands. “Keep your eyes on us in the mirror.”

I arch my back to keep my head up with my hands gripping the floor.

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