Page 54 of Kings of Decay
Pearce's eyes locked on them, his gaze unapologetically hungry, turning the air in my lungs from cold to hot and back again.
I scowled and bit my lip, silently urging myself not to cry as I wriggled out of my clothes.
The brothers watched as I undressed, their hunger turning my fear into something raw and heavy between my thighs. Iclenched them together, trying to quash the feeling as I stepped into the lacy lingerie.
The lace was soft, and the leather was cold against my skin. I looked up to meet Ainsley's gaze. His eyes were filled with desire that made me uncomfortable.
I hated myself for even considering their demands, but they had me cornered. I felt completely helpless and at their mercy.
My nipples pebbled in response to the cold air.
"Fuck, Willow, you're so beautiful," Pearce said.
My face burned with shame. I stood stiffly with my legs together and my arms at my sides. What were they going to do now? Even the worst things my mind could imagine wouldn't come close to what those demons had in mind.
I was terrified, but at the same time, my body was betraying me.
"Come here, little mouse," Ainsley growled, his voice low and deep.
I walked towards him, my heart racing like wildfire. I could feel his eyes on me, piercing through me, and I shivered at the thought of what they'd do to me. They'd use me like a cheap toy and throw me away when they were done.
I was trapped, and I could feel the icy grip of fear clawing its way up my throat.
"That's better," Pearce smiled, his eyes roving over my body. I wanted to shrink away from his gaze, but I stood frozen in place.
Ainsley stepped closer to me, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip. "Open your mouth." He demanded.
My stomach lurched with anxiety, but I reluctantly obeyed, my heart hammering in my chest.
Ainsley slipped his thumb between my lips, and I could taste the salt of his skin.
"Wider," he urged, pushing further, and I whimpered as he explored my mouth with the tip of his finger.
Pearce came closer, the heat from his body enveloping me, and I shuddered with fear, my body on high alert as they surrounded me.
I was so ashamed at how my body was reacting to this, the way my nipples hardened under his gaze, the way a small whimper escaped my lips.
"God, I want you," Pearce groaned, stepping closer to me, his hands grasping my hips and pulling me against him.
I could feel his arousal pressing against me through his jeans, and I bit back a sob, knowing that trying to stop this would only make things worse for me.
Ainsley stepped forward and brushed my hair back from my face, his thumb trailing along my jawline. He leaned in and kissed me, his tongue delving deep into my mouth like an invasion.
I moaned, unable to stop myself from responding, even though a part of me wanted to fight.
Pearce's hands were exploring my body too, cradling my ass, rubbing against the leather of my new lingerie. I whimpered as I felt his fingers slip inside the thin material of my thong, finding my slick entrance.
"Oh God, you're so wet," he growled in my ear.
Ainsley chuckled. "She's wet? Already? What a naughty girl. I thought you didn't want us?"
My face burned. "I don't." That was a lie. I wanted it to be the truth, but I just couldn't fight my attraction to these monsters.
Pearce squeezed my breast. "I think you're a liar."
I held in a moan.
"If she doesn't want us, we can find other things for her to do," Ainsley said with a dark flash in his eyes. "We have nothing but time."
