Page 55 of Silent Oaths
Theway the brothers talk to me, the filth dripping from their lips like honey-coated sin, only fuels the blaze curling low in my belly.
Juliangroans above me, his grip tightening in my hair, guiding me faster, rougher.Hisbreaths come out uneven, and whenIglance up through my lashes, his lips are parted, eyes glazed with pleasure.
“Youfeel that,Starling?”Maxwellpurrs, the knife still pressed lightly to my throat.Hisfree hand moves lower, trailing heat along my skin. “That’spower.Havinghim like this, desperate for you...Doesn’tthat make you wet?”
Theodorechuckles. “She’ssoaked,” he drawls. “Ican fucking smell it.”
Iwhimper, my thighs pressing together involuntarily.
Maxwelltsks. “You’realready putting on such a pretty show for us.Mightas well go all in.”
“Keeptouching yourself,Isabel.Makeyourself come while your mouth is full,”Theodorecommands.
Myskin burns, my mind screaming at me to stop, but my body obeys.
Imoan aroundJulian’scock, the vibrations making him grunt, his fingers tightening on my scalp.Thepleasure between my legs builds fast, a sinful ache that coils tighter with every filthy word dripping from their mouths.
“Sucha good little whore,”Theodoremuses. “Allthat screaming and fighting just to end up like this—on your knees, swallowing cock like you were made for it.”
Heatsears through me, my cheeks burning, but the shame only adds to the unbearable throbbing between my thighs.
Maxwellchuckles, his breath tickling my ear as the cold edge of the knife trails lower, teasing along my collarbone. “Youlove it, don’t you?”Histongue flicks out, wetting my skin. “Sayit.”
Ishake my head, muffled protests lost aroundJulian’sthrobbing length.
Maxwelllaughs. “Stilllying to yourself,Starling?That’scute.”
Juliancurses under his breath, his hips jerking, his restraint slipping.Hisother hand joins the first in my hair, forcing me down further, making me take all of him.Igag, tears spilling over my cheeks, but my pussy clenches at the way he’s using me, the way they’re watching.
“Fuck, she’s perfect,”Juliangroans, his voice strained. “Sofucking warm.”
Theodorehums, eyes locked on me likeI’msomething to be studied. “Youwant to come, don’t you?”
Isqueeze my thighs together, my fingers rubbing tight circles over my clit.Ihate how closeIam, how much their words are pushing me over the edge.
Maxwellgrips my chin, forcing me to look up. “Begfor it.”
Ishake my head again, desperate to hold on to whatever self-controlIhave left.
Theodoregrins, dark and knowing. “Thendon’t.”Heleans forward, voice dropping to a whisper. “Butyou will eventually.”
Maxwellpresses the knife flat against my chest, with just enough pressure to make my pulse spike. “Come,Starling,” he coaxes. “Comelike the desperate little creature we know you are.”
Julianthrusts deep one last time, groaning as he spills down my throat.Thesensation, the taste of him, the wayMaxwell’swords scrape over my skin like sin and salvation—Ibreak.
Pleasurecrashes into me, my body trembling asImoan aroundJulian’scock, my release tearing through me asIfall apart right there on my knees.
Itry to catch my breath, my body still trembling.
Theodorewatches me like a predator who just finished his meal, lazily dragging his thumb across his bottom lip. “Lookat you.Fuckingruined.Youfinally understand your place, don’t you?”
Igrit my teeth, refusing to give him the satisfaction of an answer.
Maxwellsmirks, reaching out to tilt my chin up with two fingers. “Stillgot some fight left in you?Good.Ilike breaking things slowly.”
Julianexhales sharply, his voice raw. “She’sbeautiful like this.”Hisfingers trail down my arm, barely touching, but the heat of it brands me. “Soft.Shaken.Needy.”
Iyank away, my skin burning, but the way they’re looking at me—like they already own me—makes my stomach tighten.
