Page 43 of Claimed By the Billionaires

“Look at me, Winter, when I shower your cervix with my filthy cum, I want you to thank me. Do you understand?”

Her lips quivered so much she couldn’t form a single word.

As was his nature, unperturbed, Konnor merely leaned down, captured her lip between his teeth, and bit.

She wished she wasn’t made this way. She wished she didn’t know what their administration of pain on her body did to her. She tasted her own blood as Konnor pierced her skin. Her pussy quaked as if she had climaxed, hugging and hugging his cock through a series of contractions that humiliated her to no end.

Why was she like this?

“Are you going to thank me, Winter?” Konnor said when he released her lip. “Because fuck your cunt is going to make me come right now—”

“Yes,” she cried. “Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Lifting her ass off the bed, Konnor thrust his cock so deep into her that the shock of it uprooted every receptor in her body. To stop herself from crying out, she bit over the same place that Konnor had sunk his teeth into.

“Thank me now, pretty Winter,” he murmured.

The head of his cock bumped against her cervix. A wave of heat enveloped her as Konnor’s cock jerked and thickened even more inside her. The sensation terrified her—that he was so deep inside her, but also that she was so wet. The fullness inside her created a new tide of arousal. But lingering, there was always her sadness.

Konnor took his time slipping out of her, but Houston was already there to take his place.

Houston wasted no time filling her up, but then kneeling, with his cock inside her, he dragged her up so that her legs were draped over his thighs.

She fought him when he brought her head to his chest. She tried to push him away when he kissed the top of her head.

“You can’t escape us, little kitten,” he murmured, placing one hand under her butt and drawing her onto the rest of his cock.

Winter shuddered; her body heated up all over again, and the wetness inside made Houston slide in and out of her so easily.

“I want to feel myself coming inside you, Winter,” he said softly.

She squealed in protest when he spat on two of his fingers, then reached around and played with her anus. She tried to scoot away, but he held her to him effortlessly.

She gasped uncontrollably as he penetrated her asshole with his two fingers, stretching her virginal flesh, going deeper inside her the same way the head of his cock reached even further inside her pussy.

“Fuck,” Houston said. “Look at me, Winter.” She raised her gaze to him, knowing her eyes were swollen and red with tears. “Ah fuck.”

He pumped his cock inside, blanketing her with a new layer of cum, and with his fingers burning painfully in her ass, he could feel himself emptying his cum inside her against his fingers.

“Marred as ours now,” he murmured.

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Houston’s cock hardened instantly. It hadn’t even been more than three hours since they last took her, filling her up with the cum and bathing her in it because the only way they were going to keep her was to breed her.

They weren’t gentlemen. Their Phoenix traits were a little changed from when they were monarchs to when they became the villains of the world. They had no issue keeping her tied to their bed and pregnant.

She was theirs the first moment they saw her. And even though they had to go through with the mission of revenge, taking out their vengeance on Winter was the easiest thing they had ever done.

Touching her felt like touching an ethereal angel.

They spent the night watching her sleep, unable to take their eyes off her. It was strange to feel the sense of peace that surrounded them now.

They’d done everything their mentor, Dennis Crane, had asked them to do to bring the Phoenix back. They stayed on course. And now Winter Creer was their spoils of war.

Dennis insisted they take a Phoenix virgin from the Lester family, as was prescribed for the monarch since its inception, but they refused. They were done.

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