Page 62 of Distorted Obsession

Kissing up the hollow of her throat, my nostrils flare, inhaling her chamomile and lavender scent. My dick hardens as my body hums to life.

I wait for guilt to follow, but it never comes. Nothing’s changed. Eva needs to answer for her part in Farrah’s death—she has to. The scales of justice demand restitution, and Eva Rose will pay that price.

“Wh-what are we doing?” she asks as Cooper runs his palm up the expanse of her stomach before sliding beneath her shirt and tweaking her nipple. “Fuck!”

Her cry of pleasure shoots straight to my groin, making my balls draw up.

“We’re doing what we promised, zina l-m?????—helping you forget,” I whisper, running my tongue up the shell of her ear before nipping it.

Eva hisses, her body molding into mine seamlessly. “Please,” she implores, pushing her ass against my cock.

Cooper’s eyes meet mine as he slides down between her legs. His gaze matches my own— a silent conversation.We both want this—we want her.I know my brother as I know myself, and at this moment, our plans are morphing again. First, we’ll make her ours, using her grief and guilt to mold her exactly how we want her. She’ll be our wabi-sabi.

“Please, what,zzina l-m??????” I murmur, nipping the column of her throat.

Gasping, she moans, “Please don’t stop.”

“Tell us what you want, Eva,” Cooper instructs, pulling down her shorts.

We don’t bother with moving toward the bed. Whatever is about to happen will happen right where we stand.

“Make it all go away. Please, help me forget, even if it’s only for a moment,” she pleads.

Smiling, I grip her chin, angling her head until she looks up at me. “You beg so prettily, but we require more. If you want us to help, you’ll need to surrender control to us, not just here in this moment,” I explain. Confusion registers in her eyes, so I continue, “You’ll beours,Evie. You’ll do as we say when we say, without question or complaint.”

She freezes, processing my words. “What does that entail?”

This is what we wanted. She isn’t saying no outright.

Eva desperately wants to relinquish control, as much as we want to exert control over her. As she’s said before—she’s drowning, so we’ll be her life raft until we drown her ourselves.

“It means, l warda dyali lhlouwa, in and out of this bedroom, we’ll be your gods while you’ll be our altar. You’ll follow ourcommandments as we worship at your feet. We’ll free you of the mental shackles imprisoning you,” my brother states, then he pushes her panties to the side and dips his tongue into her pussy.

“Ahh-ahh. Shit, that feels so fucking good,” she exclaims.

As Cooper continues his assault, I join in, lifting her shirt over her head once she willingly raises her arms. Then, I unhook her bra, cupping her perfectly full and perky tits in my palms and squeezing.

“Do you understand?” I question, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

Eva throws her head back, resting it on my shoulder. “Huh?”

One could argue that expressed consent can’t be given in this instance, but I’m more than okay with consent of the dubious variety. It pales in comparison to what we’ve done and what’s still to come for our sweet Evie Rose. Maybe there should be some hesitation—a moment of second-guessing, but that ship has sailed out to sea and is lost in the Bermuda Triangle with no hope of ever being found.

“Focus,” I command, knowing she won’t be able to. I’m also not actually waiting for an answer. I know she won’t say no, not because she wants this, but because she needs to escape.

I watch Cooper suck her clit between his lips before he flicks the bundle of nerves. Eva’s back arches, and I use my hold around her chest to keep her stationary. “Stay still, or this ends.”

“H-how,” she stutters. “How am I supposed to do that?”

I want to shout, ‘You can’t.’ After all, that’s the point of our seduction. Instead, my lips curl into a feline grin. Seeing my opportunity, I bite the flesh of her throat, switching between nipping and sucking as her pulse ratchets up. Working my way down, my tongue grazes her shoulder, and I pause at the sight of a beauty mark surrounded by freckles I’ve never noticed before. Then, I double my efforts.

“Be ours,” I reaffirm, licking her collarbone. “Be our little slut, and we’ll make all the darkness disappear.”

“I—” Eva hesitates, her body stiffening at my debasement.

She’ll be used to it soon enough.

“But—”

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