Page 147 of Vile Boys

“I won’t deny that I did,” Blaine says.

Ares’s face is hidden behind the demon mask, but I can still see those eyes burn with rage as they bore a hole into my chest.

“I gave you both a chance, and you threw it in my face. Why?”

“I can’t stay away,” Blaine says, swallowing. “I won’t.”

“And what about you?” He turns his attention to Caleb. “Hmm?”

“They were fighting over her when I found them,” Arlo says, outing them both.

Fighting over me like I’m some kind of prize to win, tsk.

“Fighting … over her …” Ares repeats, clenching his teeth before he steals a rose from the vase on the table and takes a deep whiff. “Fine, then. Show me what it is worth to you. Show me what you’re willing to do to get your hands on our little rose over here.” He tilts his head. “Strip her.”

What?

My eyes land on both boys as they approach me.

“Wait,” I mutter in shock.

Ares throws his black and gold boots back over the armrest until he’s seated on his ass and then leans back, legs spread wide, settling into the chair like a king. “Do you wish to offer up someone else?” he asks. “Because tonight we willtakeand leave nothing but scraps of you.” His tongue darts out to wet his lips. “So choose wisely, little rose.”

Fuck. Offering up someone else can only mean one thing in his world … my mother.

And I’m not about to risk losing her too after I already lost my body.

So I swallow and nod. “Fine. Take me, then.”

Caleb stands beside me and hooks his finger underneath my straps while Blaine grips my hand and places another kiss on it. “We’ll be gentle, darling.”

“Speak for yourself,” Caleb growls, tearing down my straps. “I’ve been dreaming of nothing but ravaging her.” And he places a wicked kiss on top of my shoulder as he pulls down my dress.

I let out a soft moan when Blaine covers my nipples with his hands and squeezes. Caleb goes to his knees as he pulls off the last inch of my dress, leaving nothing to the imagination.

My body is on full display in front of all of these people I don’t know.

The only thing protecting my identity is this golden mask concealing my face.

“You want her so badly?” Ares says, sporting a wicked grin beneath the demon mask. “Then use her. Kiss her lips. Lick her tits. Make her come so hard she squeals with delight. And when you’re done …” He leans in. “You bring her to me.”

CRYSTAL

Blaine’s lips land on my skin, and I close my eyes and drift away into their madness.

Caleb grips my breast and pinches my nipple, groaning into my ear before kissing my neck with greed. All while Blaine’s kissing my shoulder and arm and fondling my other nipple, making it hard to concentrate.

But everyone’s watching us as these boys ravage me.

“Don’t look at them,” Blaine whispers. “Focus on me.”

“Onus,” Caleb interjects, whispering into my other ear. “Or do you honestly think you can choose?”

His hand slowly dives down between my breasts, all the way to my slit, where he dips a finger inside. I gasp as he adds another one in me in front of all these people.

“Not once have I stopped thinking about you,” Caleb murmurs. “Not since that fucking night in my car.”

“But you almost killed us,” I say, my voice fluctuating in tone as I try to resist, but I still glance his way. “Why?”

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