Page 49 of Villains and Vengeance
Behind me, Jayce laughs at him. ‘You’re wasting your time. The lull doesn’t work on her.’
Axel’s expression is questioning, but he doesn’t ask. Instead, his fingers begin unbuttoning my shirt.
I pull away. ‘Clothes on,’ I say.
It’s an odd thing to care about right now, but I can feel the scars over my back tingling, which means the conjure on me will fail soon. It’s time for another, but it’s not like I can go down to the nearest fae market in here and I don’t want them to see the marks that cover me while they’re feeding from me. There’s only so much I can take.
I sink to my knees in front of him to get this over with, but when I inch closer to his crotch, he shakes his head.
‘Sucking my cock isn’t going to cut it at this point,’ he growls. ‘Too far gone.’
He looks at Jayce. ‘Help her enjoy it if I can’t make her with the lull. I don’t have the patience for it right now.’
I don’t even have a chance to turn my head before Jayce has me on my feet, his hands roaming over and then under my layers of clothing. He doesn’t take anything off me, but his fingers delve into my bra and pluck at my nipples, making me squirm in his arms. He kisses my neck and I mewl without meaning to.
I don’t know what to do, what to say. There’s no way out of this unless I call Siggy to unalive them both, and I’ve already decided that isn’t an option.
They aren’t going to hurt me. I can do this, right?
It’s not personal.
The irony of that thought isn’t lost on me.
I keep going, talking myself into it. Sure, I didn’t expect this now, but I’d be lying to myself if I said I’d never thought about what it would be like with them. Jayce is already making me want Axeland himwithout a lull. I didn’t think they’d be able to do that. I figured they’d just rely on their demon magick, that maybe they wouldn’t actually be good at sex because they didn’t need to be. We haven’t even started yet and I already don’t think that’s going to be the case.
I want this, I realize. But I shouldn’t. They’re my captors, my enemies. They hate me.
What a mindfuck.
Axel’s in front of me, unbuttoning my pants and pushing them down my legs. He pauses for a second as he smells me and I wonder if he’s going to stop, if the blood will deter him or something.
It doesn’t.
He groans and gets impatient when my jeans get stuck. He yanks them off the rest of the way, pulling my legs out from under me. Jayce holds me firmly against him, keeping me up with one arm while the other moves down to my panties to rub up and down my slit over the fabric. I buck a little at the feeling even though the pad in my underwear takes most of the sensation away. Then, Axel’s in front of me again. His dick is in his hand, but I try not to look at it because I doubt he’s small and I don’t want to be any more afraid than I already am.
‘Watch him,’ Jayce orders when I close my eyes.
I open them immediately and I hear Jayce chuckle.
‘Good girl,’ he drawls in my ear.
My core clenches at his words and I gasp a little.
His teeth nip me. One of his hands is pulling my bra down enough to get one breast out which he kneads and squeezes.
‘I knew you’d have great tits,’ he says to me. ‘I can’t wait to oil them up and fuck them.’
His words make a zing go straight to my core. Everything he’s saying is making my body feel like it’s going to combust. I turn my attention back to Axel who’s stroking his dick. It looks huge and thick and I look away again quickly.
I hear him laugh. He draws closer.
‘Too big for you?’
He doesn’t wait for my answer, just looks at Jayce.
‘Is she ready?’
‘Feel for yourself,’ Jayce tells him, worrying my nipple and drawing a gasp from me.
