Page 80 of Darkness Falls

Last night, I slept in Sebastian’s room, and being held by him was comforting. Sleeping with him was one of the conditions he requested. My payment. I know he is going to want more once everything is said and done. Sleeping isn’t much of a payment. What he will expect me to do will be dirty and depraved. The thought sends sheer anticipation straight to my core.

Seb’s been letting me see pieces of himself that he keeps locked away a little more every day. He's been getting theseuncontrollable flashbacks ever since I sang that song in his bedroom.

Barrett thinks it’s because he’s finally letting himself heal. He said something about loving and being loved by another woman is something Seb has been missing since his mother died. We’ve never talked about how our feelings are developing, but there’s something growing between us.

Seb had a flashback last night while we were eating ice cream on the couch. He had a flavor that I've never tried before, so I leaned in to dip my spoon into his bowl. When he went to swat my hand away, a glob of the sweet dessert fell on the floor. He eyed me wearily, so I shrugged and told him, "It's okay. I'll go get a towel to clean it up."

When I went to stand, he grabbed my wrist, not letting me leave, and pulled me into a hug. I didn’t get a chance to see his face before I felt his embrace, but when I finally pulled back and looked at him, he looked so vulnerable. He said something similar happened between him and his mother when he was younger. He dropped the ice cream on the floor, and she told him it was okay.

It’s amazing that something so small was able to trigger this memory. Almost like he knows I'm thinking of him, the door to the bathroom opens, and I can feel his heated gaze on my body. I ignore him and finish putting on the makeup Barrett bought me. The fact that Sebastian’s bathroom has essentially been overtaken by me makes me chuckle. After I put on mymascara, I turn and meet his stare, and a sly smirk crosses his face.

"You made a mistake, trouble," he says, his tone laced with seduction.

"And what would that be?" I raise a brow.

He steps fully into the bathroom and closes the distance between the two of us, planting himself just a mere inch away from my half-naked body. His finger reaches out to slide across my bottom lip before trailing down my chin and neck, not stopping until he hits my belly button. When he finally pulls it away, I find myself missing his electric touch.

He steps forward, pressing himself into me, and I can feel his already hard cock pushing into my stomach. One of his arms wraps around me as his hand settles on my lower back. "You shouldn't have done your makeup.” He tsks. “I'm going to have to mess it up."

"Is that so?" I tease, tilting my head back as he runs the thumb from his free hand along my bottom lip.

"Indeed, it is. I love when you look like a messy little slut for me." He growls.

I won't deny the fact that I want him. Every single part of my body aches for him. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the ground.

"Make a mess out of me, sir," I say with a wicked grin, and his eyes light up.

Another body appears behind Sebastian, and I flick my gaze to Barrett, who stands in the doorway, watching curiously. Ilook between him and Sebastian, not wanting to break the connection between us. His nostrils flare as he senses the sexual tension in the room.

Sebastian pulls me in closer to him, grinding his hardened length against me. “Don’t say words you don’t mean, fuck toy.”

“I would never. I want you to use me,” I reassure him and then meet Barrett’s heated gaze again.

“The things I’m going to do to you. I’ll have you begging like the needy little toy you are.”

I pant, eager for him to do exactly that. “Barrett’s here,” I breathe out cautiously.

He looks over his shoulder and then back to me. “Should I share you with my brother?”

“Please, sir,” I say, knowing damn well as soon as Barrett stepped into the room, I wanted both of them. Watching won't be enough.

“I came to see if you’ve seen Kyler, but I’ll never miss the opportunity to play with our girl,” Barrett says, not wanting to ruin the tension that’s built up between me and Seb.

Seb’s hand slides down to grab my ass tightly. His fingers dig into my flesh, making me moan. “She’s pretty needy. You know one cock isn’t enough for her.” His hand lets go of my ass and glides around to my waist, holding me in place.

Barrett walks over to us, stepping behind me and pressing his body flush with my back. Seb's fingers wrap around my throat, and I find myself sandwiched between the two Monroe brothers, who love degrading and punishing me.

Barrett's hands slide between me and Seb directly up my bare stomach and to my breasts before squeezing tightly while Seb tightens his hold on my throat. I let out a strained whimper, allowing my eyes to fall closed for just a moment.

Seb leans in, the tip of his nose touching mine, "You want us both, fuck toy?"

My eyes snap open. Of course I want them both. How is that even a question? "Yes, I want you both," I breathe out.

Seb takes a step back, and I'm immediately saddened by the loss. Barrett steps back as well, and I glance around in confusion. Seb points to the floor, and my eyebrows shoot up. I wait a moment, trying to decide if I want to get on the ground like he clearly wants me to. Apparently, I took too long to decide because I’m taken by surprise when a hand smacks against my ass. I jump up on my toes from the painful impact before my feet fall flat on the ground again.

"On your hands and knees, trouble," Seb says, and Barrett walks over to stand next to him. "You're going to crawl into the bedroom for us like a good little pet."

"I'm not crawling."

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