Page 21 of Cruel Devotion

“You don’t want us?” Ryder asked, tilting his head. Darius grunted as he rutted harder. My mouth opened and I bit into my lip to stop the truth from spilling out.

“How can I want someone I’ve never seen?” His features cooled, and I closed my eyes. Letting myself get lost in the feel of the beast who lost himself above me. My body jerked with the force of his hips.

“You do. You said yes,” Ryder’s voice was low and laced with desire. Darius’ length shifted against my pussy lips and pressure began to build quickly.

“Oh,” I moaned. The squelching sounds mixed with crackling from the fire. My lashes fluttered open, and with every thrust, he slid beneath my clit. Rubbing it in the perfect way.

“Cum,” Darius ordered.

And I did.

We came together.

Ropes of it splashed against my skin and seeped into the sheets. He lifted me as I came down from it. Settling me between his furry thighs. Strong arms cradled me. There was a knock at the door and a growl reverberated against my back.

“Go away,” he growled.

“Dare,” Ryder warned. He stood and cracked his neck.

Darius spread my thighs open. The hand on my right thigh slid upward through the blood that dripped from my swollen wound.

“Come in,” Ryder called. Panic filled me. Years of having to look perfect came crashing back down on my shoulders.

“Wait!” I gasped, but the visitor didn’t. The door opened, revealing a beautiful woman with flowing red hair and green eyes. She was curvy in all the right places, and her eyes found Ryder first. Her gaze trailed down his body, and my lip curled.Then she looked at Darius, lowered her gaze, and found—me. Her brow lifted, and she did something a lot of women did—she sized me up. Normally, I’d be ready for that, but today, I was naked with my thighs open. Still damp, my body flushed from what we’d just been doing. I tried closing my legs, but Darius growled. Grabbing my knee, he pulled it wide.

“Apologies, my Prince. I—”

“Who is she?” I sounded weird. He cocked his head. A habit of his. In his glamoured state, he looked like he belonged in an asylum. The only thing he was missing was a straight jacket.

That’s what it is.

I sound like a jealous girlfriend.

I’m not.

I am.

This wasn’t how I was supposed to react. I should be embarrassed from being seen like this, but all I felt was possessiveness. As a wicked smile spread over his features, I avoided his gaze. Turning back to the woman who was free to not only walk around, but come and go as she pleased. As Darius’ hands roamed, I tried to figure out what this meant. I was going to make a guess. Turning to Ryder, I jolted back. He had closed the distance, staring down at me like he’d figured something out, and found it funny.

“Are you… jealous?” He hunched his shoulders as he dipped down to get a better look at my face.

“No.” I shook my head as I tried to move back.

“You are. You’re jealous of her.” He grabbed my chin and forced me to look back at him. It wasn’t smugness, but excitement.

Darius grabbed my ankles and pulled them back. My knees bent and my breasts squished against my chest. Ryder released me and grabbed me by the hips. Lifting me until Darius’ cocks nudged at my backside, I shook my head.

“Aren’t you tired?! This isn’t the time for—fuck!” I gasped as he dropped me on Darius. His tip speared into me, filling me, and going as deep as it could. Staring down, I leaned forward and whimpered.

Only half.

Fuck.

“Feels good?” Darius rumbled as he rubbed his muzzle against my face.

“It feels like I’m being split in half.Again,” I hissed. The woman cleared her throat. It only took one second to make me forget about her. And all it took was cock. Grabbing Darius’ forearms, I pushed up, but Ryder pushed me down further.

“Watch, but avert your eyes from her pussy, or I’ll rip them out myself,” Ryder warned. His gaze never left where his brother and I connected. The intruder was now focused on the floor.

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