Page 8 of Touched By Sin
Alaric throws his empty beer bottle at the wall and shouts, “DO YOU?”
I yelp when the glass explodes, and he asks again with a devilish smile, “Do you?”
“Yes.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.” My voice trembles.
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
“At least she’s honest,” Daemon drawls, peeling off the label on his beer bottle.
“Come here.” Alaric sinks back down further on the couch. “Show me.”
I slowly crawl over to him, settling between his legs and awaiting further instructions.
“Open your mouth.”
I do.
He sinks his fingers inside, pumping lazily. When I gag, he smiles. “An angel who likes humiliation. We hit the jackpot, guys.”
“She’s fucking perfect,” Daemon agrees behind me.
“We’re not good guys,” Alaric informs me, as if I didn’t already know. “We ruin pretty things like you.” His fingers slip down my throat, and I choke as his other hand fists my hair. “We’ll pluck your wings, sweet angel.”
I moan even as salty tears seep out.
“We’ll hurt you and make you cry.”
My clit throbs painfully.
“Do you want that? Do you want us to make you cry?”
I nod eagerly.
He slides his long fingers out and grabs my chin. “Open your mouth.”
I do, clinging to the darkness in his eyes that will lead me ashore.
“Do you want us to hurt you?” he whispers, leaning in.
I nod again.
“Such a good girl.” His voice is a dark promise, and I know I’ll never see the light again.
He spits in my mouth, digging his fingers into my cheeks. “Swallow.”
His saliva slides down my throat and he smiles cruelly when I open my mouth again to show him. “Good little angel whore. You’ll let us all fuck this mouth and paint your pretty little face with our cum, won’t you?”
Before I can nod again, he rises to his feet, picks up another beer, and walks out. So do the others, too. The door clicks shut behind them, locking me inside. I blink.What just happened?
ChapterThree
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