Page 90 of Unwrapping Deviance

“What?” I snarl, head whipping back to Christian.

“It was a game!” the other man exclaims. “It was supposed to be safe. Little knicks. Blood play. Knife play. We’d done it before. But she tied my hands down this time so I couldn’t stop her.”

“Oh my God!” My hands fly up to my mouth as the horror of that scene rushes through me.

“She said if I ever wanted to fuck her or anyone again, I had to convince Daniel to fuck her.” Christian snarls deep in his throat and scrubs his hands over his face hard enough to make me wince. “I was so fucking stupid.”

“You were a horny teenage boy,” Daniel corrects. “And she was manipulating you. I had no fucking idea that was the case when I finally agreed.”

“Daniel!” I gasp, both disappointed and crushed by his confession.

“He didn’t tell me any of this at the time,” Daniel snaps, casting me a murderous quick side eye. “Every time he came home with a mark on him, he’d say some shit about walking into something. When his bag caught fire, he told me a lighter exploded in the pocket. He lied to me the entire time until it was too damn late.”

Guilt worms through me for ever thinking Daniel would simply allow anyone to abuse his brother freely.

“Daniel, I’m sorry...”

His features soften. His hand moves off the wheel and lightly rests on my thigh. I quickly put mine over top.

“I agreed because he wouldn’t stop pushing,” Daniel explains. “I didn’t understand it. I didn’t get why it was so important, but it seemed like it was all Chris wanted so I relented.”

“You fucked her?”

Just the thought of my Daniel with this stupid bitch makes my blood hot. Makes me want to twist my hand in her hair andslam her face off a wall. But I sit and listen quietly, grinding my jaw.

“Wefucked her,” Daniel corrects. “It was some party and we were all drinking. She came over and dragged me upstairs to one of the bedrooms.”

I’m glad when he stops talking. I do not want the image of them doing to her what I want them doing to me. I don’t want to think of them pleasuring that crazy viper while she was hurting Christian.

“I liked it.”

Those three little words grow serrated blades and sink into my heart. They burn my throat with rage and pain. It hurts so much, I can’t even look at Daniel as he continues quietly.

“Lucy got both of us and we did things—”

“I don’t want to know,” I choke out, staring at the blurry outline of his hand on my leg behind the hot tears.

“We did things I am not proud of, Mira,” he finishes softly. “But it went on for several months until she started thinking she could manipulate me into cutting Chris out. The only reason I was there was because of Chris. Lucy knew that. I never wanted her. If Chris was out. I was out.” His hand slides out from under mine and gently nudges my chin up, so I have no choice but to look into his beautiful face. “It was a mistake, baby. I told her it was over. I wanted her out of my and Chris’s life. She agreed. She apologized. Begged for one last time for old time’s sake and she’d never ask again.”

His fingers slip away, leaving my skin cold despite the heat of the sun blazing through the windshield.

“One more time,” Christian grumbles with a wrenching exhale.

“It was a trap. She made it so her father caught us—”

“The Reverend,” Christian pipes in.

“Shit...” I hiss through my teeth.

“He stormed into the house with her brothers and caught us in a not-so-great position.” Daniel pauses a heartbeat before continuing. “After that, Lucy told everyone we forced her. Not rape. She never said those words. She told her father that we coerced her with booze and drugs and forced her into those acts. Lucy being beloved and us being the sons of the woman who killed herself, it didn’t take a lot of convincing for the town to conclude that Mom’s death sent us down a filthy and blasphemous path, and we had now corrupted their angel.”

“Fuck that bitch!” I snarl. Spit out with every bitter, vile hatred in my chest.

“Gets worse,” Christian mutters.

I don’t know if I want to hear anymore. I can already feel myself wanting to find this crazy nutjob and beat the shit out of her.

“Lucy got a lot of attention. She had people checking up on her, bringing her gifts, praying for her, basically treating her like she’d just returned from war. And if there was anything Lucy loved more than Lucy...”

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