Page 28 of Theirs to Chase

“And the others at the amusement park?” A sudden realization strikes me. “The amusement park was closed…the invitation was fake.”

“Their reputation doesn’t reflect who they really are. They bullied people into taking their own lives at school, while keeping up a perfect front online,” he spits out, as if the words taste horrible on his tongue. He lets out a chuckle at my other comment. “Getting you all to the park was the easiest part. A fake email, a few convincing details—it didn’t take much.” He smirks. “Just another step in tonight’s little game.”

“And the others…you turned them into dolls too?” My stomach twists.

“Åh, min docka, ever heard of ‘an eye for an eye’? We remove those that take what they shouldn’t. They stole from society; we steal from them. We’re not fucking good men—we thrive on the dark thrill of manipulation.” Zack looks at me, a grave expression contorting his features, highlighting the faint scar across his cheek.

“In this cruel world, everything comes at a cost. We pay with whatever we can, no matter the cost. It’s wrong, but in this deadly game, survival is all that matters,” Eros finishes for him.

They both touch me gently, caringly, and I can’t for the life of me understand how both of them have murdered people, while their touch feels so right against me. But in those bloodied hands, I feel peace.

“Let go of the burdens, little pumpkin,” Eros whispers, his fingers circling my clit with a deftness that sends shivers through me.

“Embrace what you fear,” Zack continues, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re not alone anymore, we’ll serve their revenge.”

Confusion furrows my brow. “Who?”

“Your family, of course.”

It feels as if he’s stabbed my heart with a knife from those words alone, twisting it until my heartpopsout. Feeling my body tense, he soothes me.

“Shh. Give in to us and you won’t ever have to be alone again.”

I close my eyes, wrestling with the decision that weighs heavily on my heart. Should I surrender to their twisted games? Isn’t that what I’ve always wanted, to belong, to avenge my family? There’s no return from this point forward—I can’t just go back and pretend everything is fine when I know the truth lurking beneath the surface.

“How can you ever serve justice for them?” I whisper, feeling my resolve crumble around my breaking heart at the mere mention of my parents. The heartache pulls at my heart much like the strings pulling at my wrists, still trapped above my head in an uncomfortable position that leaves me entirely bare for them both.

“I know who the killer is. I’ve tracked them down ever since my best friend died.”

The last of my defenses falter as tears brim my eyes. Their promise of revenge, the allure of power, and the desperation to belong—it’s all I’ve ever dreamed of since I lost everything. Ireluctantly give in, and they feel the moment I do by the way my body relaxes.

“Good fucking girl,” Zack exclaims. “Have you ever been with two guys before at the same time?” I shake my head. “Good, because you’re going to take us both at the same time.”

My eyes widen as I turn my head to look at them, perplexed at what they could possibly mean. “W-what?”

Eros lifts me up, until I’m straddling his waist. I’m suspended between the two of them, the strings biting into the skin on my wrists and keeping me tethered to the ceiling, making me feel like a marionette. His cock prods my entrance, having been teasing me this entire time while we spoke—both of them have.

“They’re waiting for their finale,” Zack whispers, cocking his head toward the dolls in the theater.

Disgust fills me at the same time as a surge of arousal. I’m so fucking wet from having merely stood here in their presence, their gazes eating me up with appreciation. Slowly, Eros grabs my ass firmly, lowering me onto his length. I let out a moan that rattles my core as I slide down on him.

I hear Zack scrambling with something. “Relax.”

I turn my head to see him coating his fingers with lube before stretching my ass, leaving me gasping for breath. It feels oddly strange, I’ve never had anyone there before.

“You’re doing so well,” he praises, letting me adjust to the size of his fingers as Eros fills me up.

I’m not quite sure how to feel—it’s uncomfortable, yet pleasurable. Like a bizarre mix of poison.

“How do you feel?” Zack asks.

“Like I can take more,” I breathe.

He lets out a deep growl, and I hear him lubing his cock. He applies lube to my ass as well, and my body responds before my mind can catch up when his cock presses against me. A nervous flutter settles deep inside, and my entire body tenses.

“Relax,” Eros echoes, thrusting slowly, which causes me to moan. “You can handle this. Just trust us,” he encourages as he hits a deep spot of pleasure inside me. My walls clamp around him, giving in to the sensation.

“Trust you?” I nearly laugh. “You’re both murderers.”

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