Page 24 of Beautiful Revenge

It didn’t take long for the house to burn down. We even got to hear the other three scream in fear as they realized what was happening around them.

Dylan did an amazing job at making it look like they’d been the ones to strike and torture my father before “running” to try to escape the fire.

We turned the music on full blast for a good twenty minutes while we made our way out of the house, before Dylan pressed the spark thing that started the fire.

It’s enough to prove they were drowning all other sound out and couldn’t hear the fire until it was too late. This way, if there happened to be anyone walking by when we were getting things set up, they’d report hearing the loud music. Dad chose to live on a hill at the end of the road and even bought a few of the properties beside it to ensure no one lived within viewing distance of our windows. Guess he didn’t want anyone knowing he was a sick bastard or hearing my screams of pain and fear.

I could never miss their screams through the music, though. I’ve been waiting years to get my revenge on them. To teach them a lesson they’d die learning. That you should never be a disgusting human being, and I would never allow myself to miss their fear as it all sank in with their final breaths.

Knowing they’re gone now, my entire body is humming with pleasure and relief. I feel lighter and happier now that my demons have been destroyed, and it’s incredible.

“Princess,” Devon growls before slamming my back against the wall, and I moan in pleasure from the impact. “You’re fucking vibrating, baby. Are you desperate for us after hearing their screams?” he growls into my ear, and I whimper, grabbing onto his shirt.

“Yes,” I whimper, rolling my hips against him, and he groans. “You can’t tell me you aren’t thriving off the kill either, Dev. You’re hard as fuck for me,” I whisper, tilting my chin up and licking his lips with the tip of my tongue.

“Goddamn,” Dev groans, moving his hands down to my hips and gripping them tightly. “You’re going to kill me,” he grunts, and Dylan chuckles behind us.

“Is he right, princess?” Dyl asks, moving to my side, and Dev moves over a little. “How wet are you right now?” He smirks and leans in to run his nose along my neck.

Fuck, they’re trying to kill me. “Please,” I beg, falling back against the wall as they both start kissing down my neck.

“Answer the question, princess,” Dylan nibbles my neck. “How wet are you?”

Devon chuckles as he bites down on the juncture of my shoulder, making me cry out with need. “So goddamn wet! Please!” I cry, and they both pull back to look at me.

“You’re sure?” Devon asks, and my heart stutters in a different way.

They’re both hard with need, and yet they’re standing here in front of me, checking in on my desires to make sure I’m ready for this.

I am.

“Yes. My nightmares are gone, loves. I want to feel you both now, so they can be buried forever,” I whisper as the tears rim my eyes.

“We’ve got you, Brie. We just want you to be sure. It’s a big deal… for all of us.” Dylan swallows his nerves, and I close my eyes and release a deep breath.

“I know, and I’m ready.” Instead of speaking further, I slowly pull off my hoodie and undershirt, dropping them to the ground.

“Shit,” Dev hisses. His eyes travel the length of my body, and while this isn’t the first time they’ve seen me naked and undone, it is the first time that we know it won’t stop at oral and foreplay.

“Like what you see?” I tease, pushing past them both and unhooking my bra. When I know they’re watching, I look back over my shoulder and smirk at the amazed looks on their faces.

They make me feel beautiful and cherished, like I’m the only one in the world they see, and it’s everything to me. It’s the difference between the fear I felt withthem, and the confidence I feel with my guys.

“You know we love what we see, Brie,” Dylan chokes out, and I smile.

“I know.” I shrug, dropping the bra to the floor. “I love how you both desire me,” I admit, and Dylan smiles.

Walking up to me, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck, squeezing it in a loving gesture. “You’re the only one we’ve ever seen, Briar.” He gently kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him harder against me.

“I know,” I whisper against his lips before standing on my toes and deepening the kiss.

I can feel Devon moving past us and running his hands down my sides from behind. I continue kissing Dylan, tightening my arms around his neck as his tongue explores my mouth with gentle strokes.

I moan into his mouth as Devon presses against my back, snaking his arm around my waist, his hand popping my jeans open.

“God, princess, I’ve never been so turned on in my fucking life,” he rasps against my neck, and I grind my ass back into him, pulling Dylan with me.

Dylan bites my lip, making me whimper as he pulls back. “I love you, Briar. I love you so damn much, baby,” he rasps, and I smile up at him, my heart full of love and happiness.

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