I yearned for their touch and their gaze upon me once more.
Every single day.
But this?
This torture they were inflicting upon me?
I had no yearning for this. Not once.
"What are you going to do to me?" My irritation bubbled over as I questioned them.
Xander shook his head slowly while Theo once again wore that infuriating smirk on his face—a trait that always annoyed me. At times, Theo reveled in his snarky attitude and condescending tone. Unfortunately, even that could not diminish my intense desire to be claimed by him—rough and unapologetically.
Enough was enough.
I needed to feel him inside me again. To feel Xander's presence alongside him. But with each passing moment, it became clear that they weren't here to fulfill any of my desires.
They were here for revenge. And they would do whatever it took to exact their vengeance. The determination in their eyes sent shivers down my spine.
"We're going to show you what you missed, Angel," Xander growled.
"Do you think I don't already know?" I scoffed, no longer attempting to conceal my irritation. What was the point? It would only give them further satisfaction.
Their hands trailed up my legs, starting at the ankle and moving slowly upward. They kneaded my thighs with gentle pressure, igniting a fire within me that caused me to gasp for breath.
"What's wrong, Nerine? Are you feeling excited, beautiful?"
I remained silent, staring down at them as I attempted to control the intense arousal that surged through my body from their touch. No one had touched me like this since I had left.
I wanted more.
I craved everything I knew they could give me.
But I couldn't trust them. Their teasing actions would not lead to fulfilling my desires. The cold glint of cruelty in their eyes told a different story than their hands.
As Xander's thumb brushed against my vulva, a cry escaped my lips at the overwhelming sensation. Theo gripped my hip and lifted my body from the bed, peering between my spread thighs with an intensity that made me tremble with anticipation.
My gaze flickered to his lips, remembering the intense pleasure he had given me with his mouth. I could still feel the lingering tingle of his skilled and intuitive touch, knowing exactly how to make my body writhe with ecstasy. His mouthwas like a part of me, sharing every sensation and amplifying them to new heights.
Neither had ever left me wanting, and Theo's mouth was always my favorite source of bliss. The way he would tease and taunt me built up the anticipation until I was begging for release.
"Your pussy is as exquisite as I remember it being, Angel," Theo growled hungrily.
His words sparked hope within me. Maybe he would finally touch me the way I needed him to, giving me the release I so desperately craved. Perhaps he would press that god-like mouth against my most sensitive places and take me to paradise with him.
"Theo, please," I hissed, wiggling my hips suggestively and giving in to my primal desires.
"I think she wants you to fuck her with your tongue, Theo," Xander chimed in with a chuckle. "Remember how much she loves that?"
"I think she wants both of us to fuck her," Theo grinned, reaching out a finger to brush against my entrance and reveling in the sight of how wet and ready I was.
"Please!" I cried out, not caring anymore about pride or explanations. All I wanted was for them to ravish me, to claim me as their own once again. We could deal with everything else later, but I needed them now more than anything.
But first? I needed to be fucked ferociously by the two men I loved most.
“Isn’t she adorable?” Xander mocked.
"Adorable?" My anger flared at his words, andI opened my mouth to defend myself when they both silenced me with a simple phrase.