Page 59 of Twist Me

“Fuck. You’re so tight, Little One,” Judas moaned, moving inside deeper as Pharoah pushed inside her pussy to the base.

“You take us so fucking good, baby,” Pharoah groaned, rocking in rhythm with Judas, Her body stuffed full.

Or was it?

“Give in, Little Lamb.”

“Feel us, Zee.”

She was absolutely rabid, her voice going hoarse from her screams of pleasure.

Positioning myself under my brothers, my Little Lamb’s body molded into mine. I tested the limits of her, slowly guiding my cock she now knew so well right inside next to Pharaoh.

“I can’t fucking take it! Oh my god!” she shrieked, her whole body vibrating.

“But you are, Little One.”

“You’re taking all of us, Little Princess.”

“You’re doing such a good job, Little Lamb. Scream for us.”

The sweet little virgin Ihad met before absolutely sold her soul to us at that moment. Her screams resounded throughout the entire carnival park.

“You are sin, Little Lamb. You’ve given yourself to the fucking devils, and now, you are ours.”

Judas moaned and pounded hard into her ass. His come leaking onto Pharoah and me.

The extra lubrication was so slippery that Pharoah grunted with his release, and my Little Lamb screamed as her orgasm was freed.

Her screams, her pain, and her gift tipped me over the edge and solidified my unique brand inside her.

All of us were completely spent. She fell back onto us. Her body was a broken-in, come-filled, delicious, dripping mess. Grabbing her face in a kiss and taking the last breath she had to give, I said, “Happy birthday, Little Sinner.”

Iknew my bubble would pop eventually, and as I sat outside the cabin watching the rain drip off the window pane, I stared at the phone in my hand. The triplets would surely hate me, especially the one I felt like I truly belonged to the most…but I couldn’t hide anymore. I had to come to terms with my reality and try to salvage what I could.

If nothing else, my confession would surely help Goliath. I couldn’t let him go down further into his own hell because I’d mistakenly let down my guard.

Munchies nudged my leg, meowing at me.

“Don’t you start, too,” I scolded, shooing him away with my foot.

Goliath left to sneak his brothers back into the asylum through those tunnels by the river, but the phone in my hand felt like it was going to burn me with my betrayal.

Sighing, I finally dialed the number. Reverting back to the shy girl I’d been before starting this job was not an option. I had forever changed, and this phone call wouldn’t be what broke me.

“This is Detective Quinn…” the deep voice answered.

Welp. Here we fucking go…I’m sorry, Goliath.

“Micah…It’s Ezello.”

The expected gasp came, but the berating I expected after didn’t. Instead, he said, “Are you safe, Officer Lavita?”

I don’t know why, but that simple question broke an emotional dam I had been keeping at bay for a while now. I always felt like I had to be strong, but Goliath could see past my walls. But…I didn’t let myself be this open. The tears silently fell down my cheeks, joining the raindrops.

“Yes…no. I don’t know,” I finally said, trying to steady my voice.

Damn tears….

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