Page 18 of Cruel Devotion

The slapping of bodies jolted me from my daydream. He picked up speed, grunting as blood dripped down my knot. I rocked faster against the ground, the glass cutting deeper, the world spinning on its axis as he chased after something I only felt with Dare. One time, we sneaked through the woods, andinto the human realm. We’d been stupid. Held onto our glamour like our lives depended on it. Hungry from our travels, we’d broken into the first house we saw, and raided their fridge. We filled our stomachs with chocolate pudding and had the shits all the way home. Our mother scolded us and we couldn’t step outside for months. He groaned with his release, ripping me from the memory. Relief filled me. This meant he was done.

“Finally warming up to me? I felt the way you gripped me,” he chuckled in my ear. I giggled because it was my brother I thought of. My vision went black as he punched me in the back of the head.

“What’s so fucking funny?!” he yelled. His anger only made me laugh harder.

“He’s finally cracked—” Dare’s friend’s sentence was cut short as he screamed. The tearing of flesh and crunching of bones followed. My ears perked as I turned my head to find my savior. It was the first time I’d seen him stand in a very long time. He’d doubled in size since we’d first been thrown in here. Now, he resembled the wolf from the story our parents told us about a girl with a basket. He’d done it. He’d turned the tables. Glowing eyes promised death. They slowly starved us, but Dare looked massive even in his malnourished state. I pushed off the floor, my lower half tingled as my friend pulled out of me. Cowering against the wall in a pathetic attempt to stay hidden.

That wouldn’t work. I would know.

I watched as blood dripped from his jaws. The corners of my lips lifted as the man dangled in the air. His intestines hung from my brother’s mouth. Mine growled and my mouth watered as I inched closer. I reached for my twin.

“I’m hungry,” I rasped.

“Come eat. What’s mine is yours,” he whined, as he turned his head in my direction.

“See, I would, but…” I trailed off as I banged the cuff around my ankle.

“Forgot,” he whimpered. Dropping his prey, the man gargled on his own blood as he hit the ground. For a second, I watched him as he tried and failed to scoop his organs up before turning back to my brother as he came for me. For the first time in a long while, he wasn’t wobbly as he stood on two feet. He’d gone from telling me to be patient to speaking less and growling more. Now, as the ground shook with each step, it felt like he moved on instinct. He reached down and dragged a claw along the metal. Grabbing hold of the chain, it snapped with one yank, and I was no longer bound. He whined as he lowered himself to the ground. Bringing his head closer to the ground where I lay, he nudged my hand.He was still in there.

“Don’t worry about me. It’s nothing but another day in the life. Go, have fun. I’ll catch up,” my voice shook. We had the upper hand now.

Yellow eyes stared into my soul. Once dull, they now held a spark. When he turned, I crawled toward the bleeding mess that was left of his friend. Yanking the squishy organ from his hand, I bit into it. The man yelled out and then slapped me across the face. One second his hand was pulling it from my hand, and the next it was gone. The man howled as my brother removed his arm. There was a shuffling behind us as I stuffed the squishy thing into my mouth. My brother lunged toward the sound.

“No, no, no!” my friend’s voice was panicked. Liquid oozed down my face and dripped from my chin. Grabbing the arm off the ground, I was ready to feed until the hole in my belly was filled.It’s my turn to watch the show.He screamed. Darius stood above him, the man’s cock in hand. Throwing it down, he scrambled to grab it, when my King mounted him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I mocked. My friend’s gaze darted to the doors before returning to me. His mouth hung open as his eyes widened with understanding.

“You’re not getting out of here,” I confirmed as I bit into the arm in my hand. My brother tilted his head and saliva dribbled from his jaws.

“My brother’s screams. No one listened. I’m your friend now, but I’m so hungry,” Darius panted.

“Then eat, but don’t kill him,” I urged. He growled, his tongue lolling out as he panted. My friend looked up at me.

“Thank yo—”

“It would be a mercy,” I said, cutting him off. His eyes widened with fear, and I giggled. “Isn’t it our turn to play?”

“Our turn,” Darius agreed, eyes sparkling. Both cocks bobbed against flesh as he yanked the man back against him.

“How about a game? How many bites can you take without killing him?” I giggled as my friend struggled against the glass pieces on the floor. It washisscreams that bounced off the walls and echoed down the dungeon halls. I took another bite. My wounds would heal, but this guy’s wouldn’t. Lining himself up, Dare thrust his hips.

“Come now. At least spit on it. That can’t feel good at all,” I sighed.

Charm

Present

Shackles dragged along the stone steps as I carried our human upstairs. I’ve only killed once since we freed ourselves and took back our kingdom. Fearful I’d lose myself to instinct and urges like the curse said, I made a deal with the human realm years ago. My brother was free to take who he wanted, and in return, we paid in gold.

The woman he brought home wasn’t a sacrifice, but our mate. I would make sure she survived. I wanted her to live a long time. She was supposed to love us unconditionally. I’d be content if she could give her heart to Darius. I didn’t need her love. Moonlight filtered through the windows and lit up the side of her face. Lashes fanned her cheeks, her big brown eyes hidden from sight. With her little button nose and high cheekbones, she looked like a bunny. As my mouth watered at the thought of tasting her again, I dragged my tongue along my bottom lip.

A good mate would find her pitiful. Her fate intertwined with not just one dark King, but his Prince, too. I found no remorse. Bunny was doomed, but she wasn’t alone. Fate had fucked all three of us. Dare shuffled behind me and the corners of my lips lifted. He wanted to hold her, but he held back for me. He knew she was his.

Stopping in front of the bedroom, she whimpered and buried her face against my chest. Dare grumbled and a large furry pawpushed the door open. There weren’t any servants on this floor, forbidden to come unless called for. No one waited on us up here. Eloise was the first to survive the dungeons. She needed a bath, and I was going to enjoy cleaning every inch of her. Only so we could defile her again.

“I had them draw a bath for her.” That and a branding iron. He stilled, his head tilting as he questioned my motives. Dare’s glowing eyes dragged down her body as his instincts told him to take her again. “If we’re keeping her, we should try and get her to like us.”

“I’m likable,” he growled defensively. Sniffing the air, he checked if anyone was in our room. My cock twitched as I eyed the purple discoloration already taking place. The image of him choking her close to death had my blood rushing and my tip throbbing. I clenched my thighs and ground my hips against her soft backside. Knowing she was drugged, defenseless, and at my mercy, only fanned the flames of my desire.

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