Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Mine.”
My eyes widen as his hand moves to my wrists, and he lifts me off the cliff with ease. But my mind is at war with my body, wanting two very different things. Have the power, or submit to his every whim. With a swift jerk, I break free of his grasp and run for Priory Lake in the back, but Ares quickly overtakes me, throwing both hands around my body to drag me to the ground. I crawl through the dead leaves, but with a simple, strong grip, he forces me to stop and twists me around underneath him.
“I have you now, little rose. And I will give you what I promised you.”
Caleb towers over me with a few feet of rope. “You ready, little slut?”
Ares pins my wrists above my head and leans over to smash his lips onto mine briefly before he murmurs, “Tie her up.”
Caleb wraps the rope around my wrists and suddenly drags me from underneath Ares. “Wait, where are we—”
I shriek as he hoists me up a fallen log and lays me down with my back flat against the wood, tying my wrists beneath the wood so I have no way to escape as my legs fall to the side.
From the corner of my eye, I spot Blaine approaching.
“This isn’t necessary,” I say.
“It very much is,” Ares answers, pushing my legs up one by one so Caleb can tie them together.
I’m blushing from the hog-tie position they have me in right now.
“My, oh, my, you’ve got yourself in quite a beautiful position there,” Blaine muses, removing his mask, his tongue running along his lips. “Just like the dirty smut books I read.”
Caleb snorts. “What kind of racy books do you read?”
“None that would ever tickle your caveman brain,” Blaine retorts.
Caleb narrows his eyes at him. “While you were reading about all those things, we were actually doing them to her. Now watch.”
“Gladly,” Blaine replies as he sits down on a stump and leans back against the tree behind it, pulling out his hard-on to play with it.
But when Ares’s fingers slide up my thighs, I forget everything I was focusing on.
“Your fear excites me,” he murmurs, fingers curling underneath my dress. “But it’s no fun when you give it to me willingly.”
He pulls the knife from his pocket and slides it up my belly, making all the hairs on my body stand up. He looks damn terrifying with that mask on, but I know what I signed up for when I ran like hell from them.
It’s this … this part, not just the thrill to run but the thrill to be caught that makes me feel alive.
The knife cuts through my dress like butter, splaying it over the wood as my naked body is on full display, and from the corner of my eye, I definitely see a hard-on in Blaine’s hands. Ares circles my nipples with the tip, toying with me, teasing me to my limits. The knife reaches my throat, and I can feel my own heartbeat against the metal.
“You like me teasing you …” he says. “Admit it.”
“Yes,” I say in a breathy moan.
The knife slides up to my cheeks, where the rosebushes cut me. “You collect scratches like I collect scars, little rose.”
“Pain doesn’t faze me,” I murmur.
He leans over me, a devilish smile appearing behind the equally devilish mask. “Then you won’t mind if I carve deep enough to hear you scream.”
ARES
I position myself behind her and zip down, pulling out my already hard dick, glistening at the tip. I place the knife down between her tits, pointed at her neck, and say, “Stay still. Don’t let it drop.”
Slowly, I enter her while watching her face unravel with pleasure as my piercings flood her with endorphins. I press the palm of my hand on that good spot on top of her belly as I push in deeper and deeper, allowing her a hint of ecstasy before I take her to the next fucking plane.
“Oh fuck,” she moans as I thrust in.
“Only halfway there, but you’ll take it like a good girl, won’t you?” I say.
Caleb pulls out his hard-on too and spreads the precum all over, using it as lube as he slowly jerks himself off beside her face. And I watch with great delight as he gets harder and harder just from me laying my claim on her.
“Now take a deep breath, little rose,” I murmur as I pick up the knife, caressing her hardened nipples with it.
She sucks in a breath, and I thrust in deep, then press the tip of the knife against her chest and push down. She bites on her lip as the blood begins to roll across her chest, and I slowly slide down the knife, pushing my length farther into her as I carve the fourth letter of my name into her chest.