Thelaughter that bubbles up from his throat sends a chill through me.Thisis some sick, twisted display of power, andI’mnothing more than a target for their amusement.Ifeel the tears threatening to spill over again, butIbite my lip hard enough to taste blood.
Maxwellleans closer, so close,Ican feel the heat of his breath against my cheek.Hislips brush my ear as he whispers, “Howlong do you think you can last,Isabel?Howlong will it take before you beg for mercy?”
Hiseyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as he steps back, holding a knife loosely in his hand.Ican see the muscles in his arm flex as he prepares to throw it.
He’snot playing anymore—he’s testing me.
Maxwellpauses for a long moment, as if he’s savoring the tension, enjoying my fear.Then, he lets the weapon fly.
Idon’t even see it coming.Ionly feel the wind rush past me, the knife’s passage slicing through the air beside my face.Theblade strikes the target a few inches away from my ear.
Myheart is hammering in my chest, my body on the edge of breaking down.
“Gettinga little too close for comfort, huh?”Maxwellsays, taunting me as the sweat collects on my skin.
Ican barely hold my ground.IknowI’mlosing control, andIcan’t stop myself from shaking.
Thewords he has been planting in my head finally take root.Thefear overwhelms me, andIfeel something crack inside. “Please,”Ibeg, my voice small but desperate. “Please… stop.Ican’t—please,I’lldo anything.Juststop.”
It’sutter desperation.
Maxwell’sgaze darkens, a twisted smile spreading across his face. “Anything?”
Hisfingers are suddenly on my skin, tracing the edge of my dress, pulling the fabric off my chest and ripping it apart.
Thegown falls to the floor in pieces, andI’mleft in nothing but my thong.Thevulnerability stings like a slap, butIforce myself to stay strong.
Ican feel the brothers’ eyes on me, the way their gazes drag over me.Thetension in the room grows tenfold.
Maxwellnotices a dark spot on my panties. “Well, well, looks like someone’s a little... worked up.”
Ican feel the heat rise in my cheeks.Mybody’s reaction disgusts me, butIknow it’s not lost on them.
“Doesshe like this?”Maxwellasks, his eyes never leaving me as he turns to his brothers. “Youtwo sure seem to like the view.”
Hedrops down to his knees in front of me and buries his nose between my legs, right at the apex of my thighs.Mybody jolts, andIswallow hard.
Maxwelltakes a long sniff and hums in appreciation. “Fuck,Starling,” he growls, his face still pressed against me.Hishands grab my ass cheeks, and his fingers dig into my skin, stirring something primal in me.Ican’t deny it, no matter how muchIwant to.
Henips at my mound over the fabric, and the feeling sends a jolt of electricity through my body.
Inone, swift movement, he rips my thong off, andI’mcompletely naked.
Igasp, the humiliation stifling, butItry to hold onto some sense of control, though it all crumbles onceMaxwellleans in close again, andIfeel the heat of his breath on my clit.
Hesticks his tongue out, flat, and presses it to my throbbing center, andIshudder.Myeyes reactively shut asIfall victim to the pleasure.Oh,God.
I’min the most vulnerable positionI’veever been in, yetI’vesomehow forgotten whereIam whenMaxwelllets his tongue circle my clit, sucking and nibbling after every turn.
Hegroans into my pussy whenIlet out a loud moan, mumbling words to himselfIcan barely hear. “Sodamn good.Sucha perfect pussy.Andall fucking mine.”
Hiswords send more pleasure coursing through my veins. “Oh, fuck,Maxwell,”Iwhimper.
WhenIopen my eyes,TheodoreandJulianare staring at me, their lips curving into dark smiles as they feed off my pleasure.Mybody responds to them, making me wetter, andMaxwelllaps at my arousal like a man starved.
Julianapproaches us, then his eyes tracing the outline of my exposed body.Hekneels next to his brother and does the last thingIexpect.
HejoinsMaxwellby putting his mouth right onto my entrance.Julianpositions himself under me, allowing himself more space to dart his tongue in and out of my pussy whileMaxwellcontinues to lap at my clit.Thesensation is overwhelming, mind-blowing, and ifIwasn’t still chained,I’dhave fallen to the floor, knees weak.