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“Keep fucking talking.” Bale is utterly terrifying in this moment, with his fangs lengthened and his anger targeted. I wonder what they would feel like raking along my skin.

The beast's blue eyes shoot toward me, raking over my bloodied body with a smile tipping his lips. The word fated stands out, instantly halting my thoughts. Fated. Fate is not something I have previously believed in, my parents made sure of that. They are analytical, science-based people with a penchant for the dark and morbid side of the scientific world.

Then again, I’m currently tied to a tree in the middle of the woods with a hellhound at my feet and the twins looking like something out of a horror movie. Yet here I am, wanting to be closer to them, craving the darkness that comes over me whenever they are near.

“Focus, pretty girl, you’re going to want to hear what this asshole has to say,” Luka calls out, pulling me back to the situation in front of me.

“They say that she will be able to carry young from both of you, creating a hybrid unlike anything Hell has ever seen before. A single being who is a born vampire, demon, an unknown, and human. They will hold more power than any being that currently exists. Do you understand what that means for us? It threatens the entire existence of the fucking hierarchy.” The beast coughs once more, the smoke pouring from him turning black.

“We’re sent to take or kill her, or one of you, whichever presents itself first, but this little bitch is a lot easier than the two of you. If she lives and you have her, Hell itself will crumble. Lev has a demon versed in the fates imprisoned, and she said the girl needs to die, but you know Lev. He probably wants to fuck her tight little cunt to see if he can breed the bitch too.” He laughs, then turns back to the twins.

“Come on now, boys, you may as well—”

Before he can finish the sentence, the beast drops to the forest floor, bursting into flames at my feet. In Bale's hand is a black, still-beating heart, dripping down into a pool of blood on the ground. His chest is heaving as he steps closer to me, dropping the beating heart at my feet.

CHAPTER TEN

WYNN

“OurperfectlittleWynn,you did so well for us,” Luka praises, walking to stand by his twin in front of me. Their towering forms gaze down, taking in all of the cuts and marks scattered over my naked body. My arms and legs have become stiff, unable to move even slightly within the binds. Luka’s hand rests on his brother's shoulder, shifting him to stand directly in front of me.

“Do you really think you can resist her now, brother? Because I sure as fuck can’t any longer. I need to feel you, Wynn. I need to taste you. It hurts to not be close to you,” Luka forces out, stepping closer to me before running his finger along my wet cheek. He opens his mouth, licking his forked tongue along his finger, and tastes my tears. My body is frozen in place as I stare into the eyes of a demon who looks at me like he wants to devour me whole.

Bale stands beside him, his body tense and unmoving other than his chest rising and falling with each breath he takes. The veins under his eyes are as black as the night sky, pulsing under the surface while his gaze is pinned to mine.

“Tell us. Tell us that you need us just as much. That you feel it like we do. That you love the fucking danger of being around us, Wynn. That every fiber of your being is pulling you toward us,” Bale rasps, breaking his silence.

Immediately, I nod, knowing everything he said is true. As soon as I met the two of them, I felt it. The pull, the connection. The need to be closer and know more about them. My body very quickly became addicted to their brand of fear, unflinching when I saw what they truly are.

“There’s a chance that this could get a little wild. We’re mates, and when mates fuck for the first time, it becomes uncontrollable. With two mates, we’re fucking our way into uncharted territory,” Luka urges, like that would change my mind.

“Do I need to beg for someone to fucking touch me? I’m the one naked and tied to a tree with cuts all over my body, but you’re the ones who seem sc—”

I’m cut off when Luka’s hands grip my throat tightly, his face inches from mine.

“Don’t say we didn’t warn you, pretty girl. Now let me taste what’s mine.”

He drops to his knees, his tail swiping at the binds on my legs as his large, clawed hands grip my thighs tightly. Raising one to his shoulder, his eyes glance back up at mine, and he winks before settling into place between my legs. Long claws dig into my thighs, keeping me locked in place as rivulets of blood trail down from the impact points. The sharp sting goes straight to my now dripping core, open and exposed in the middle of the woods.

“Relax, little Wynn. Let me thank you. Let me devour you. I had to watch that thing taste what was mine before I was even able to touch you fully,” he growls, his long, forked tongue flicking out of his mouth and wetting his lips.

“Look how fucking perfect her cunt is, brother.” Bale's body shudders, his eyes fixated on the apex of my thighs as he rakes his sharp teeth across his lower lip, looking like he’s ready to pounce at any moment.

Luka moves in closer, the heat radiating from him heating my thighs almost unbearably. His forked tongue traces from my ass to my core, flicking over my sensitive clit with intense pressure. A low rumble vibrates through his mouth as he tastes me, his sharp teeth nipping at my core before he pushes his tongue inside me as deep as he can. Sharp pain shoots through my body as he tears through the last bit of resistance, the orgasm that has been building now threatening to rip me apart.

My whole body tenses while I try and hold it back, not wanting this to end so quickly, and warm tears begin streaming down my face. His glowing, red eyes are now a dark, smokey haze, thick with lust. His claws grip me tighter, the pain pushing me over the edge as a wave of pleasure rolls through my body.

“FUCK!” I scream at the top of my lungs.

My whole body convulses around his tongue, covering him in my release. He moans deeply as he stands, stepping toward Bale, who was yet to move from beside me. Luka raises his brow at his twin, who searches his face before opening his mouth with a grin. Bale grabs Luka’s jaw with his tattooed hand, staring at his lips intensely, waiting.

I watch as Luka leans in, spitting my release into his mouth. Bale swallows immediately, closing his eyes and swiping his tongue along his lips hungrily. My jaw drops open, looking between the twins in awe. He just spat my cum and blood into his twin’s mouth, something downright filthy to watch, and I have never been more turned on. My core clenches at the thought, craving more.

“Our girl never told us she was a virgin, brother. You couldn't miss out on tasting how fucking sweet she is,” Luka groans, wiping his hand across his bloodied chin, and licking the remnants of my release from his fingers.

Bale closes the distance between us, his hand circling the column of my throat as a wicked smile spreads across his face.

“You had the first taste, Luka. It's only fair.” He chuckles, moving in and nipping at the skin on my collarbone. His tongue glides across the hellhound bites, smearing the dried blood across my chest and trailing down the cuts on my stomach. He takes a moment, tearing off the tight, black T-shirt he’s wearing and tossing it to the side of us.

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