Page 126 of Heartless Heathens

I could hardly wait for him to get the tangled wet bundle off of his ankles before I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue over the throbbing length of his shaft.

“Fuck.” He took a deep breath and rested his forearm on the shower wall.

His brown eyes burrowed straight into mine and I inhaled deeply before hollowing out my cheeks and taking him into my mouth. He groaned, fisting my hair into his hands and moving himself in and out at the pace he wanted. It was slow, but deep and with every full thrust I nearly gagged, feeling him so far back in my throat.

But his moans of pleasure burned deep inside of me, urging me to continue because with every shudder I pulled from his body I reclaimed a piece of myself I’d thrown out over the years. If I was Arlan Black’s granddaughter…

It meant that I was one of them.

I’d never been the depiction of sanctity that Frollo demanded from me.

That was an impossible lie.

“Wash her and get her dry,” Sonny said angrily from the hall before disappearing, making Corvin chuckle.

“I think he’s jealous he hasn’t been where I have,” he said, pulling me up off my knees and inching his fingers between my thighs. “Look how wet you are for me, little lamb,” he whispered, spearing two fingers deep inside me.

Just as I went to drop my head and appreciate the feeling of his fingers inside of me, a strong grip pulled my chin up. Felix’s eyes found mine. He was already undressed and the water beaded against his golden brown skin. Their similarities were unmistakable as they stood side by side.

There was something so wrong about having Corvin pleasuring me while Felix did nothing but watch, holding my eyes and attention captive.

He lathered the loofah with soap and though he never loosened his grip on my chin he began to scrub the sponge across my body, being extra careful and gentler on the areas that were already bruising up or scraped. Corvin’s fingers never stopped, moving in and out of me at a slow, deliberate pace while his thumb worked circles over my clit.

“Oh,” I groaned out with a mumble, clutching their arms in each hand as I braced myself for the incoming orgasm.

Felix used his hold on me to his advantage, sending his tongue into my mouth and quieting the sounds of my pleasure into nothing but a muffled groan between his lips and the crashing of the water. Once I stopped trembling they both pulled back, turning the water off and stepping back from me.

“I wanna hear you say it again,” Felix said, his chest heaving up and down with his breaths.

I already knew exactly what he wanted, he’d wanted the words I’d given to his brother, but he wanted them for himself too.

“I won’t leave.” I looked at him first and then Corvin. “I promise.”

“Say you belong with us,” he said.

“I belong with you.” I put it out there and immediately felt the weight of my words against the universe.

My skin pebbled with goosebumps.

“Did you feel that?” Corvin said with a smirk and I nodded. “You sign yourself over to us, then you sign yourself over to the Devil too. That’s him knocking, begging you to let him in.” My heart pounded at the idea of what he was suggesting.

I wasn’t sure if it was metaphorical, but I recognized that flash of darkness that flooded their eyes for a brief second.

“I don’t want Heaven if it’s without you.”

“That’s my girl,” Corvin said in a husky voice.

Felix was still standing there, the pain written all over his face. There was too much space between us and it was driving me insane.

“My brother’s pride is wounded, Romi,” Corvin explained, reading my mind again. “I have no pride.” He winked before scooping me up and carrying me to his room.

I turned my head to see Felix following us. Though his expression stayed the same, I saw the hurt Corvin described. I had always been nothing, how was I supposed to know that I was capable of leaving a mark on him? On any of them?

Corvin set me down on the ground and loomed over me, Felix hung back at the door. That’s when I realized it. He was there to watch over, to make sure his brother didn’t accidentally hurt me or himself. Despite how hurt he was feeling.

“You hurt me too… you know?” I said to him and Corvin turned his head back to see his twin’s reaction.

“I should have told you the minute I knew. I regret it. But I can’t take it back now. Can you forgive me?” His eyes glossed over with something painful that tugged at my heart.