Page 40 of Vengeful Valentine

No, it was directed at himself. At Silas.

Hawk had done to Ashmine what, to him, was the most unforgivable act.

They hadn’t listened to her, no matter how many times she tried to explain. They had shut her down andabandonedher.

Perhaps we all deserve a fresh start. Maybe we can begin that here.

Even still, she needed to prove she could handle them all first.

Hawk willed his body to cooperate, he craved to show Ashmine how much he still loved her. But first he had to let loose onto her body. To claim her as Ace and Silas had done.

After a few more moments, prickles began to pop up along his skin, deep in his body. The sign of him regaining feeling. At first just the top half was functioning, and he used the newfound movement to turn to Silas.

Silas lurched in his chair, his legs kicking out.

Hawk inclined his head before angling it towards Ashmine and Ace.

Join them?

Silas jerked forward.

They were in agreement then.

It only took a few more minutes, but Hawk could now feel the majority of his body again.

“Fuck!” Ashmine screamed.

The word was a beacon, and it lifted Hawk off his chair. Not waiting for Silas, he lunged forward, grabbing Ashmine clean off of Ace.

He ignored his brothers as pure animalistic depravity took over his frontal lobe.

Hawk pressed his fingers into her cool soft skin, digging into her hip bones. He carried her with him until he made it to the small kitchen table.

He shoved the vase off and all other offending items, he flipped her over it and threw down his pants.

He didn’t give her a moment to breathe or understand what he was doing before he shoved his cock as aggressively as he could into her used cunt.

“Fucked by your threefoster brothers.A dirty fucking whore, aren’t you?” he grumbled harshly.

Their cum had left her soaked but he found himself enjoying it. He spanked her bare ass as hard as he could. “You think you can take all of us?”

He continued to smack her ass until it turned pink in the shape of his hand.

For a moment he thought maybe he had gone too far, but then she began rocking back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust. It caused him to go even deeper into her. He swallowed hard, keeping his urges under control.

With his free hand, he grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head up. He bent over her back, biting into her neck over the mark Ace had left behind. “You like this? You like being fucked like a dirty girl? Our little fucking foster sister. And you’re taking it so goddamn well.” He was speaking more now than he had in last year combined. She brought it out of him. She made him want to hurt her, to use her, tolove her. But love would only bring him more pain.

Except…Ashmine had already proven she wasn’t soft. She was a fucking murderer. A sexy, capable,powerfulwoman.

Silas moved to the other side of the table, freeing his cock. He fisted it a few times, and Hawk raised an eyebrow before focusing back on the task at hand.

Hawk shifted her a bit further on the table, letting her hair go and trailing his hand along the back of her spine until he made his way to her ass, his fingers skirting the tight rim of muscle.

“Open your mouth for him. Show us what you can do. Show us we can be a happy little fucking family. If you can prove it, I’ll believe you and agree to this.” He meant it. Though at thispoint she didn’t owe them anything. She should just kill Silas and Hawk and run off into the bloody sunset with Ace.

But Hawk hoped she was still set on being a family.

All of them. Sharing her.

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