Page 14 of Twist Me

I allowed myself a breath before I stood up and stared up at the smirking man.

Jesus, he was beautiful.

“Listen, I don’t care what you think of me. I don’t care what your brothers think of me. I don’t even care what this entire place thinks of me. But, you know what I do care about, asshole?”

The man looked down and waited patiently for me to speak, and my…new friends, on the other hand, gawked at me like I was the biggest moron in the world.

“I care about my breathing space being invaded by some arrogant, horny boy.”

I guess my voice got high enough to grab everybody’s attention in the room. Even the checker-eater was watching me.

This guy, this triplet, pressed into me, and my entire body went flush against the bookshelf, rising up off the ground. The jabbing pain in my back would be a reminder to shut my mouth next time, almost as much as the jutting erection that was firmly pressed into my chest.

“Want to test that theory, sweetheart?” He breathed into my ear, grinding his hips against me. “I can promise you I’m all man.”

Yeah, now I was really regretting my decision to scold him.

A barked growl sounded from the other side of the room. The sound reminded me of a true monster. “If you want to keep your fucking dick on your body for the next whore to use, I suggest you get it the fuck off what’s mine first, Pharaoh.”

There was a hesitation before he lowered me back down to the ground.The guy chuckled, smoothing my hair before hollering back. “I just thought I’d break her in for you, Lith.”

I scowled. My anger built as Pharaoh sauntered back to his little area. I followed him, ready to claw his dick off. ButEmmy stopped me, grabbing me by the pants and snapping me back to her like a rubber band.

“Ow,” I whined, rubbing my backside.

Emmy rolled her eyes. “You’re lucky I was the one to hurt you this time. Stop teasing the brothers. Goliath doesn’t give up…he just waits for a better opportunity.”

That made me pause, daring me to stare over at the hulking men. I caught Goliath’s eyes. He grabbed something from the table, and it was then that I saw what that ‘something’ was in his grip.

Where did he get a rock in this place?I was pretty sure sharp objects were prohibited.

Upon further inspection, I could see blood. It was dripping from his hand.

My eyes widened when he got up and walked over to me. Silently, he just held out his palm. I could see a red, jagged, bloody line in his flesh that etched out one letter.

‘Z.’

Goliath smiled, and there was something in his teeth. When he opened his mouth, it dropped in front of me, and he walked away without a word.Leaning down, I picked up the object.

It was a sharp, bloody stone.

The guards were running around like rats in a sewer. All of them were looking for the hair-eater. She’d been the latest girl to disappear from this place—the lucky bitch.

I was angry and feeling on edge without the Little Lamb to watch over. She was taken to a decompression ward in another building, being left to live in her little world for a short whilenow that her “orientation” was over. It had been three days, and already I wanted to bash my head against the wall until she came back.

Walking around the study, I found the newer, mousy girl. Her eyes were all bugged out, and I recalled my brother saying she got locked in here with us because she bit someone’s face off. Looking down at my dick, I thought better about letting my body parts go anywhere near her.

Continuing to make my way through the room, I saw Mary rubbing a potato she had snuck from the kitchen under her dress.

I guess I know what the surprise in the potato soup was now.

Megan was reading her little bible in the corner, her back turned, and she refused to look at me. That made me grin. I walked up to her and trailed my tattooed hand along her jaw.

“Hey, there, little Jesus humper,” I purred near her ear.

She stiffened, but I watched her cheeks flame with desire. I wasn’t a bad-looking guy. Nope. I was pretty as fuck.

“Are you ready to see what a devil feels like?”

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