Page 23 of Dirty Little Psycho (Sinners Welcome #4)

KARLEY

Ten months later…

I t’s been nearly a year since I met my guys and to say they turned my life upside down is an understatement!

These three men are overbearing, controlling, heavy handed and dominant as fuck but I secretly love it and they bloody well know it.

After the guys came for me, we spent the next two days locked in that asylum fucking on every surface—no crevice of that place was untouched by our cum.

I blacked out more times than I care to admit from orgasm overload, but none of them cared.

They continued to force me past my limits and show me without words that I was more than a bargaining chip, they showed me how they truly felt about me.

Their hunger for me is insatiable.

After we left, they told me they had my father sign everything over to me.

They still won’t tell me how they did it and I don’t want to know.

I am now in charge of the Le Roux fortune and I have done everything I can to fix my father’s mistakes.

I even found Frank’s wife and honored his last wish.

We closed Slade Le Roux, but I chose to leave my father locked in there alone .

He is fed and checked on daily but no one interacts with him.

Draven allowed me to make the call on his fate.

I barely think about him now. I visited my father a couple of months after he was locked in there.

The way he looked at me with such disgust and hatred only proved that I made the right decision to not allow Draven to end his life.

The guys came with me, but stood back and allowed me to take control, that was no easy feat for them.

I told my father how I always felt small around him and how he always made me feel less than I was, weak and unloved.

The gleeful look on his face as I confessed to him had me wanting to remove his fucking skin from his body but instead, I hit him where it hurt.

I told him how my guys made me feel empowered, loved, cherished and above all else, safe.

That stupid smirk vanished from his face and I felt a surge of power rush through me, knowing I was the one that held the key to his fate.

When I tried to leave, he begged for his freedom.

I refused and was all too happy to let him know he would never get out.

He would remain a prisoner of Slade Le Roux forever.

He would die there and be forgotten just like he had planned for my guys to be.

The guys keep my mind busy and so does work. Carter, Vaughn and Draven all help me run the care facilities and every night, they hunt me. I shiver as thoughts of last night run through my mind.

Carter fucked me against the pool house, while Vaughn had Draven bent over the lounger—seeing my guys fuck always gets me off.

I never last long and they know it. All of them are trying to get me pregnant, they say the sight of me round and swollen with a baby inside me will have them rocking a boner all day long.

“Psycho.” I snap my head up from my computer and smile at Vaughn, God he is fucking sexy.

I’ve been waiting for my hunger for them to lessen but if anything, the more time I spend with them has only heightened my need.

“If you keep making fuck me eyes at me like that, you will miss your afternoon meeting,” he growls.

I push back from my desk but remain seated as I open my legs and hike my skirt up to show my man my bare pussy.

He growls his approval. “But, I need you to fix this ache, baby. I hurt,” I purr.

His eyes darken as he stalks toward me and drops to his knees.

I fight not to smirk, knowing he could never refuse me.

“Where do you hurt, baby?” His voice is sultry and pure sin.

“Right here,” I moan as I swipe a single finger through my slick folds. My office door opens and I grin at the sight of Carter and Draven.

“Oh fuck, yes,” Draven growls as he locks the door behind them.

“We have a meeting,” Carter the voice of reason says, earning a pout from me.

“But I hurt and Vaughn is going to make me better,” I plead. Vaughn ignores us all as he buries his face between my legs. I scream out in pleasure. Vaughn pulls back and glares up at me.

“One of you two dipshits shove your cock in her mouth so she’ll shut the fuck up.” His crass words have me moaning.

“Fuck her face while I fuck his ass,” Carter snaps.

I smirk. I knew they couldn’t resist. They like to try and act professional when we’re at work, but the moment I flash them my pussy or tell them that I’m ovulating, they are on me faster than I can blink.

With how often we fuck, I’m sure they will get their wish and eventually put a baby inside me, but until then, I’ll enjoy them trying to make their wish a reality.

I never fucking thought I would ever get to live out my version of a fairy tale, yet here I am, being their dirty little psycho and loving every fucking minute of it.