Page 44 of Claimed By the Billionaires

And they were keeping Winter. Fuck, they were willing to leave her father alone for her and her only.

But yes. It was over now. A revenge plan, in the making for over thirty years. Since the day they were born.

Houston glanced at the men next to him. His friends, his brothers. He nodded, and they did the same, concluding their mission.

He had to hand it to Dennis Crane. The man’s inventiveness and his cunning nature were what brought the Phoenix Monarch back while obliterating the Pegasus dynasty.

Thirty-two years ago, three Pegasus virgins gave birth to three daughters. After following a virgin ritual for sons, they were meant to deliver sons, except they didn’t.

Dennis, the shrewd bastard, always lurking, always looking for ways to get back at the Pegasus dynasty, saw an opportunity, and he took it.

At the very same moment those three girls were born, Houston, Aston, and Konnor were born to three Phoenix-descended families.

Their families made the ultimate sacrifice, so when Dennis offered the three virgins, who were petrified for their lives, three healthy sons instead with a promise to raise their daughters with the best care possible, they agreed.

Three swaps were made that night, and the three Pegasus rulers took home three Phoenix sons, never suspecting otherwise.

Dennis had kept up his appearance in their lives since then. Always in disguise, as a butler, a gardener, and finally their lifelong chauffeur. By the time they were ten years old, they knew everything about their true heritage. While they were learning and mastering the Pegasus way of life, they were doing the same about their true ancestors’ lives.

They lived that dual personality so seamlessly that no one knew who they really were until now when it was time to make themselves known.

As of yesterday, the entire Pegasus dynasty was dismantled and struck off the register as a secret society. They took back what was rightfully theirs.

And now they could breathe.

…With Winter beside them.

Laying on her stomach, completely naked and sound asleep, Winter did something to them that went beyond the act of revenge from day one.

Houston’s gaze slid over her body. The perfectly neat x they had drawn on her back with a leather whip marred her velvety soft skin so fucking prettily; he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

And at its center, where the lines met, lay their brand, the insignia of their bloodline; their whole lives culminating at that one point on her back made his blood roar with possessiveness and his cock ache to be inside her so deeply she’d have to breathe through him. He wasn’t the only one affected by her that way.

They loved her. They’d fallen in love with her instantaneously, simultaneously, despite knowing that she hated them for what they’d done to her family. It was just as well that they were thick-skinned. She didn’t have to love them back. She just had to be within a breath’s reach of them until they drew their last ones.

She was so fucking delicate and soft that they could so easily break her, yet she beat them with her silent spirit every time. She understood her duty to her family and had prepared herself to do whatever it required, but she put an end date to it, and she’d been resolute about it. They knew her plans to study art in Italy was something she put on hold until after she delivered what she believed would be a Pegasus heir.

She reminded them about themselves. They’d done everything out of family duty. But there’d also been an end date for them. Breeding their heir into her was the last part to end an era of vengeance.

It ended with her.

But it also began with her.

Unbuttoning his shirt, he removed it, then the rest of his clothes.

Not for a second did he take his eyes off her body. Her sweet, sweet shoulder blades. Her delicate spine. The deep dip before the swell of her ass, which made him want to make a pool of their cum there and watch it drip down the sides of her fucking stunning hips.

But her ass... He growled low in his throat. Two exquisite round globes, silky soft and out of this world sexy, made a drop of pre-cum gather on the head of his dick.

Then her thighs. Fuck. Her little toes.

He glanced at the men he shared his entire life with and would die with, in a heartbeat.

She was their home now.

Houston slowly lowered his body over hers, parting her thighs just a little and balancing himself on his forearms so he could see their ownership of her body.

He guided his concrete, hard cock to the tight confines of her pussy lips and then penetrated her all at once. She gasped in shock and pain. She wasn’t ready for him. Her pussy wasn’t wet, but that’s what he wanted to feel.

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