Page 19 of Dead Woman Walking

He starts blubbering and sobbing, making me roll my eyes.

“What did you say when I was begging for you not to hurt me? Not to rape me?”

“You wanted to be called that! I was just doing what you liked!” He argues.

I smirk. “Oh yeah. I remember… Shut up and take it,fuckingwhore.” I reel back underhandedly and slam my knife up into his jaw. My jaw clenches as I watch his blood leak from his body. A smile curls on my face. I pull back roughly with the sound of bones shattering and stab the knife in him again.Again and Again.

Until I feel like the death sentence I was giving him is justice enough.

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“My Goddess should not be on her knees unless my cock is down her throat,” Kyler’s voice comes, breaking me from my trance.My Ghostface.A breath escapes me as I take a moment to remind myself I am safe. Kyler outstretches his hand out to me, and he helps me to my feet. He smiles at me, making me smile. “Can I kiss you?”

He has never asked before.My heart tightens as I sigh, “Please.”

“I love when you beg,” he teases, pulling my lips against his. Our lips collide, and I taste all of Kyler. His pierced tongue slips into my mouth, making my thighs tighten together. I remember his mouth on me tonight.

“Alright. There’s more than one of us.” Jax—my Jason—orders.

Laughing, I pull back to breathe, just to taste Jax’s mouth on mine next. A moan escapes me as he kisses me nice and rough, a huge hand holding the back of my head.

Pulling back and turning, Evander,Brahms, closes the space, dipping his head. I have to tilt back to kiss him. He is the youngest yet the tallest. Our lips move together until he pulls back. “You did so good today, love.”

Jax hums in agreement. “She’s been such a good girl.”

My knees chatter together, and I feel heat between them.

He narrows his eyes on me, and it is like he knows I am getting turned on. “Are you ever satisfied? Two orgasms aren’t enough, Mouse?”

“Eh, today was alright,” I lie, shrugging. “I think the killings got me wetter.” I wipe the knife on my skirt before throwing it to the side. I know I should feel a certain way right now, but I just can’t.

Jax grabs my throat, pulling me hard into his chest. “What did you say? Last time I checked, you squirted on your little boyfriend’s face.”

I almost moan, remembering Kyler going down on me in the middle of the maze. The first orgasm was with Evander in the bathroom. “Only one of them.”

His black eyes lock on to mine. The heat and tension between us are enough to burn a house down. “Did you have fun playing these games with us?”

I smirk, knowing how to get under his skin. “I had fun being single again. So many men—”

His fingers tighten, and he pulls me into his chest. Heat rushes to my core, and I love how I feel with him. Jax is the rougher side that I always need. “You’ll never be single again, Goddess. Don’t play.”

“I would never play with you, Jaxon,” I whisper.

His jaw twitches at his full name. “You ever try to leave us, you know what will happen.”

My hands run up his back, brushing his shoulder blades. I can almost feel the outlines of the scratches I marked him with the other night. “I know, baby.”

Holding my jaw, he slants his mouth over mine. Our lips move together, creating a familiar heat between my thighs. He slips his tongue into my mouth and grabs my ass, pulling me closer to his hard dick.

What I wouldn’t give to feel that inside of me right now.

I feel warmth against my back and familiar hands on my hips. I can tell by the size that it is Kyler’s. They are wide but not long, like Evander’s. His are also the perfect almost roughness for my clit that I like. His hands run down my side, traveling between me and Jax.

Reading my mind, his finger rubs against my clit, drawing a moan from my throat. His hand explores upwards, up my hips. Jax shudders, letting me know that Kyler touched him, too. They don’t do it often, but the little touches they do to each other drive me insane.

Wetness coats my thighs as I pull back and look over to Evander. He tilts my head back taking my lips as Jax’s mouth peppers over my neck. Every single nerve of mine is on fire and overstimulated. Fingers are brushing my nipples, my neck, my hips. They are all focused on me, massaging me, and caressing me.

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