Page 22 of Eternal Pieces (The Violet Delights Duet #2)

VIOLET

O h, how I love waking up this way, in my comfy bed with a wet tongue lapping at my pussy. Max must have woken up super horny today from the way he’s eating me out like he’s starving.

I stretch my limbs, spreading my legs wider and grabbing the headboard for support. I’m close to coming, but he keeps ignoring my clit every time I get there. “Stop teasing and let me come already,” I whine, lifting my hips higher.

He pulls away completely and I’m about to open my eyes to see what he’s up to when the fat head of his cock presses against my clit. I bite my lip and moan as he rubs it there over and over.

“More. Please,” I beg.

I feel him glide down to my pussy, notching himself inside, but not going all the way yet. He really did wake up ready to play.

“Max, please!”

“Max?!”

My eyes fly open at the same moment I’m filled in one hard thrust. Maddox is naked between my legs, biting back a whimper, his head tilted back the slightest bit. Dark golden eyes lock onto mine, and I gasp.

“You thought I was my brother?” He lifts my ankles onto his shoulders and slowly pulls out. “That’s a first. I should get some kind of reward for you finally getting it wrong.”

“I don’t think that’s how rewards work.”

I exhale as he pushes back inside, his balls loudly slapping my ass. Cupping my round belly with his large hands, he thrusts in and out of me.

“Tell me how much you missed me, baby.”

So much. My heart ached for him.

Pretending to be bored, I idly stroke my fingers over the skull tattoo on his chest. “You were only gone for a day. I had Max to keep me busy.”

He stops, his cock deep inside me. Dropping my legs, he leans over and grabs my face, squishing my cheeks. “You’re lying. Want to know how I know you are?”

He slowly pulls his cock out of me and I feel every thick inch dragging along my inner walls as he exits, my eyes rolling back, my body shuddering. “How?” I mumble through his hold.

“A whore like you would never be satisfied with one cock.”

He pushes back into my pussy and I wriggle my hips to get more of him inside me.

“See?” he sneers. “So fucking desperate.”

He slams in the rest of the way and my pussy squeezes him like it never wants him to leave again.

“ Ugh !” he whimpers. “That’s it, baby, choke my cock.”

I adjust my grip on the headboard as he fucks me harder.

Every buck of his hips is brutal, matching the hungry fire in his eyes, but the touch of his hands on my skin is gentle.

This is what being with him and Max is like.

A constant tug between pleasure and pain.

Degradation and praise. Light and dark. One moment they’re sweet, and the next the beasts inside them take over.

I love every part of them. Because they’re all mine.

“Did our brother treat you nice while I was away? Did he make sure our needy little slut had her fill of come?” He straightens up again, butterflying my legs out, putting my pussy on full display to him. I try to look down, but all I see is my bump.

“Yes.”

Fingertips skate over my thighs, leaving goosebumps on my skin. They get closer and closer to my pussy, making it hard to focus on anything other than them.

“Tell me exactly what he did to you.”

They circle where we’re joined, lightly brushing the stretched skin of my opening.

Slap .

Pain flares in my swollen breast where Maddox just slapped it. I don’t complain, not when the pleasure blooms shortly after.

“Focus!”

“Max couldn’t keep his hands off me all day! First, he gave me a bath and teased me the entire time, not letting me come. Then he fed me dinner and carried me to the couch. I wanted to watch a movie, but fell asleep on his lap. Next thing I know, he’s inside me, finally giving me that orgasm.”

“Just one?”

“I-I don’t remember how many. I was tired. Fell asleep during. Now you’re here, inside me. I’m so glad you’re home.”

He swiftly pulls out, rolls me onto my side, and enters me from behind. I can barely keep up with what’s happening.

I just want to come.

Either I accidentally said that out loud, or he’s a mindreader because he replies, “I know you do, baby. I can feel how much you need me.”

His warm body presses against my back, his hips rolling slowly.

“Will you please let me come?”

“Since you asked so nicely.” He slides his palm along my side, over my hip and down to my clit.

I’m a mess of tears as he plays with me, every touch slow and deliberate.

“Please!”

“Come for daddy.”

I scream out, my head flying back into his chest, my pussy sucking his cock in. His hand returns to caress my stomach, lovingly tracing over my stretch marks. Suddenly, he’s whimpering in my ear, hot come spilling inside me, overflowing onto my thighs.

When he softens enough to slip out, I roll onto my back. “Daddy?” I wheeze more than laugh, my body spent before the day’s even begun.

“Yeah, that sort of slipped out.”

“If you’re done, then Violet needs to get ready for the ceremony.”

“Morning, Max.” Maddox grins, resting his hands behind his head. “I was just helping our little sister wake up.”

“How long were you watching?” I ask, sitting up and forcing myself out of bed. Max shrugs and tosses me my bathrobe from the back of the door. “You didn’t want to join in?”

“Sometimes it’s nice to watch.”

I check the clock and see there’s enough time for me to grab a shower and eat breakfast before we need to leave. I wonder if Mom will show up today. If she doesn’t, at least Reginald will be there. Oh my god! How could I forget?

“Maddox, how did it go? Did James…” My mouth goes dry. He doesn’t look angry, nor does Max. But they don’t look entirely happy either.

“He got twelve years.”

Twelve? That’s it?

“Do…” I sigh. “Do you think he would have got more if I took the stand?”

They’re both at my side in an instant. “Don’t ever blame yourself,” Max tells me firmly, leaving no room for argument. “You did what you could.”

“When the time comes, we’ll deal with him properly.” The violence lacing Maddox’s voice makes me shudder. I don’t tell him it’s a bad idea. Who knows? I might even help them.

“You look stunning, baby.” Maddox runs his hands down my sides as he admires my outfit in the mirror.

We’re two of the few people left in the classroom that’s been set aside for my group to get ready for the ceremony.

I went for something more form-fitting today.

A light pink dress with white flowers that makes my boobs and bump look huge.

Low heels and pink eyeshadow to match. For once, I have my hair down in big, bouncy waves.

“You’re sure it’s not too much? It was a lot looser when I bought it.”

“The only way this is coming off is when I tear it off you later.” He nibbles at my neck.

I turn in his arms away from my reflection. “Stop,” I giggle. “There are people around.” Most of the other students are too busy fixing themselves up or finding their caps and gowns to notice, but I hear a few murmurs of people talking about us. I ignore them like usual.

“Let them hear how beautiful you are. They’re only jealous.”

Blushing, I move the attention away from me. “Have Max and your dad found their seats?”

Maddox checks his phone while I look for my gown on the rack. “Yeah.” There’s something off about his tone.

“What’s wrong?”

“Your mom’s not here yet.”

“Oh.” I try not to let it get to me. Maybe she’s just running late, or she got the address wrong.

Even though I triple-checked the text I sent her with all the information in.

Perhaps it’s a good thing she’s not here.

Especially after all those awful things she said.

I’m sure the guys are pleased. I know they hate her.

“Forget about her, baby.” Maddox helps me into my gown and puts my cap on for me. “Don’t let her ruin your good mood. We’re all so proud of you.” He tilts my chin up and kisses me gently. My gloss coats his lips, and he licks them, making me want another taste.

“There you are! We need to go.” Sarah rushes in and tugs at my arm.

“Wish me luck!” I call out to Maddox as she drags me away.

“You’ve never needed luck, baby.”

I try to look behind me to find where my family is sitting. I’m also hoping to see if my mom’s here yet, but there are too many people in the way for me to pick them out, and the sun is blazing over the quad, making it even harder to see. Sarah squeezes my hand and gives me an understanding smile.

After Mom turned up at the house, I told Sarah what happened. She has a similarly toxic relationship with her mom, so she understands why I’m feeling so torn about wanting to see her again.

I should never have expected anything from her in the first place. This is so typical of her, and it’s my fault for wanting more.

Soon enough, it’s my turn to head on stage.

I’m not used to being the center of attention in front of so many people, and my nerves are getting the best of me.

I’m sure Max is losing his mind watching my heart rate go manic on his phone.

That makes me feel a little better as I take the steps up.

I have nothing to worry about when they’re around. And they are always around.

I shake the hand of the dean and accept my diploma. With a proud smile on my face, I turn to try and catch a glimpse of my guys when someone shouts out, “Slut!”

My stomach drops.

“Slut! Slut! Slut!” More people join in. The chanting seems to be never-ending.

What the hell?

The dean murmurs quietly in my ear for me to leave the stage, but I can’t move. All I can do is keep looking for Max and Maddox. In my search, I spot Aaron and his friends at the back of the quad.

Of course, it’s him.

Does he really have nothing better to do?