Page 81 of The Demons We Hide

Gio merely grins. “Yeah, but I still want to see you come apart around his cock,” he murmurs. “Wouldn’t that be nice?” He leans down but makes sure to keep far enough away from her bared teeth when her upper lip curls back in warning. “Don’t you want to come, Jules? Don’t you want to feel him filling up and stretching that tight cunt of yours?”

As Gio murmurs sweet things into her ear, reminding her that she can have pleasure if she just gives in, I let my hands finish their route. Trailing down and hooking my thumbs into her underwear, I quickly scoot down the length of her legs, dragging it down and baring her to my view.

By the time she realizes what I’ve done, I’m back on top of her, resting my weight against her legs and hips to keep her from trying to kick me in the balls all over again. Sliding one hand up the back of her neck, I grab a handful of her hair and jerk her head back until she’s forced to look up at me, baring her throat in a vulnerable position.

Gio cuts off whatever he’d been saying, going silent as I press closer to her. She stiffens, but doesn’t fight back. Instead, Juliet surprises me. She always fucking surprises me. She tips her face back and stares back at me in challenge. God—Why had we never listened to Lex before? Why had it taken so long to realize how perfect she is for us?

“There are only two ways this can go for you, Princess,” I tell her honestly as I let my hands find her breasts again. They’re the perfect weight and size in my palms. I squeeze them and plump them up, noting how Gio’s eyes find her nipples and he stares at them almost longingly.

The fucking nympho might have gotten his release, but that doesn’t mean he’s down for the count. No doubt he’ll be more than happy to join as I fuck our girl into delirium, and soothe her sore nipples with his mouth.

“Either Gio stays here and helps me hold you down as I fuck you and I let you cum until you can’t fucking breathe or…” I let my words drift as I brush my fingertips down the length of her stomach. Little baby goosebumps rise again, following the path of my hands.

“Or?” she prompts when I don’t immediately continue.

“Or,” I repeat mockingly. “I let you go again.”

“The second one,” she snaps. “I choose door number two, dick for brains.”

I grin. “I wasn’t finished.” She goes quiet. “If I let you go…” Back and forth, I brush against her lower belly. I’m sure she’s on birth control. What girl of her age wouldn’t be, but for a moment, I want to see her so bloated and full of my cum—of Gio’s and Lex’s too—that she looks pregnant. Even if none of us want to be fathers any time soon, the image in my mind makes my cock jerk in my pants.

“If I let you go,” I repeat breathlessly, “then I chase you through these woods again and if I find you and get you a second time…” I lift my gaze to hers, letting her see the honest hunger in my eyes. “It won’t be your cunt that I’ll fuck.”

She blinks. “What?”

“If I release you and catch you a second time,” I say. “I’m going to hold you down, get you all fucking dirty in the mud and dirt and…” I bend over until my lips hover just by her ear. “I’m going to fuck your ass raw and make you bleed all over my cock.”

She sucks in a ragged breath. “You wouldn’t.”

I nod to Gio and he releases her hands. Together, he and I get to our feet and leave her stretched out and fully naked between us on the ground. “Find out,” I challenge her, jerking my chin to the woods. “Go on.” I bare my teeth in a facsimile of a feral smile. “I dare you.”

Slowly, Juliet gets to her feet. Her knees are smudged with dirt and a few leaves stick out from the hair that tumbles around her shoulders. Body pale in the dim moonlight, she strikes me as an almost ghostly apparition. A sex goddess long since passed, haunting this place. It takes everything in me to step back and give her the choice when all I want to do is be done with waiting, shove her against the nearest tree and sink my cock so deep inside her that she feels me pressing against the inside of her belly.

Her breasts rise and fall with her breathing as she stands there and contemplates her options. “I…” She swallows roughly. “What will you do if I don’t agree to either choice?” she demands.

I shrug. “Then it’s option two.” I can’t deny that a small piece of me hopes she’ll run.

As much as I want to fuck her pussy and feel her grip me and come all over my dick, the adrenaline rush of hunting her back through these woods and taking her ass raw has me sweating. Gio’s gaze switches between us as he, too, waits for her decision. His attention drifts away from her for a moment and to me. I nod, a silent understanding of what will happen if and when, she inevitably does what I think she will.

Give in,I mentally urge her.Come on, Princess. We both know how much you crave it.

It’s why we’re drawn to her. Why none of us can seem to break away from the spell she has us under. Juliet is as much a siren as she is a witch ready to curse us. We might have grown up in different lives, but all four of us understand that pain has no zip code. We’ve all felt the pressure and we’ve all bucked against the constraints. Here, in this place, there’s no one telling us what we can or can’t want. We can take it for ourselves and feel no guilt.

Her legs shift uncomfortably and I notice how she keeps them parted—likely to relieve the ache of her clit after all of my attention.

I nearly groan in disbelief as, despite my warning, she tries—she, honest to God, tries to take off running. In nothing but her fucking shoes. She doesn’t get far. In fact, she doesn’t even leave the clearing before Gio is on her. Grabbing her up as he closes his arms around her in a pseudo-hug from behind.

She screams and thrashes in his hold, kicking and trying to slam her heels into his legs. “You fucking traitor!” she yells. “That wasn’t part of the deal!”

I sigh and nod over to the tree I’d had her trapped against earlier when Gio first came into the clearing. “There,” I tell him. “Put her there.”

“This isn’t fair,” Juliet snaps, glaring daggers at me.

“I said I would let you go,” I remind her. “And I did—Gio is the one holding you.”

Her eyes widen when she realizes the truth of my statement. “You-you—” A low growl erupts from her as Gio manhandles her over to the tree and I follow a step behind. I reach down and slide my belt from the loops of my jeans. Gio sees the movement as I pass by him and then grips her wrists as he sets her back on her feet. She fights him as he holds her hands around the base of the tree and I circle it to the other side.

The trunk of the tree is thankfully big enough to make it a stretch and not so big that she can’t hug it fully. I loop the fake leather of my belt back and forth through the metal buckle before taking one of her hands and slipping it into the manacles I’ve made and then the other. I cinch them tightly and leave them.

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