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K ieran pins me to the bed with such force it makes my heart race and my breath hitch.

He holds my arms above my head as I try to wiggle out of his hold—Fintan steps closer with the rope from the basement as I am held in place.

My wrists and ankles are bound to the bedposts expertly, and I am helpless.

They can do anything, and I have no power to stop them.

Tears spill from my eyes as Fintan grabs my throat. The shock causes me to close my eyes and open my mouth—letting out a pitiful scream. He swiftly shoves something between my lips, and I bite down on the rubber.

The ball gag in my mouth stifles any chance of me pleading for mercy, and he chuckles darkly as he steps away from me with a smug expression.

“Let’s see how much you can take, little dove,” Kieran sneers with malicious intent dripping from every word.

His hands roam over my body like a caress of malice, sending shivers through me that are equal parts fear and fucked-up excitement.

Fintan leans close to whisper, “You will remember this night forever, little dove. If you obey.”

Suddenly, the lights go out and plunge us into darkness so thick I can barely make out their shadowy figures.

A sliver of moonlight filters through the window on the far side of the room, casting sinister shadows across the room as Kieran purrs tantalizingly close by, “Aww… You’re not scared of the dark, are you baby? ”

Then Fintan’s voice joins his friend’s in the dark abyss, he appears to pull off his white mask and leans in to whisper something sinister against my ear: “Can’t let you see our faces, can we.”

I turn my head to one side and scream into the gag, though I know my screams will be muffled and utterly useless.

I kick my legs against the restraints and struggle against the bonds that hold me in place, but Kieran laughs darkly as he stands between my legs.

His voice is deeper than Fintan’s. A hand moves down over my body, feeling every curve, every ridge, every hidden place as he whispers erotic words that echo around us.

I hear something metallic clink near the wall beside me—the wall that is decorated with weapons and a plethora of fear-inducing sex toys. Fuck!

“So pretty, so delicate. Fintan will have you screaming, little dove, and I’ll be right here to help him break you.

Fuck you until you’re begging us to stop,” he growls in my ear, and a thrill runs down my spine at his words.

The heat of his breath against my neck makes me shiver with anticipation, aching for more.

I barely have time to contemplate a reply when something sharp cuts into my thigh, making me cry out a startled yelp from behind the gag.

I turn my head towards the sound of Fintan’s throaty chuckle, and I feel a hand on my throat, squeezing tighter as Kieran leans closer.

“Keep your eyes on mine, little dove,” Kieran orders in a menacing tone.

“I want to see you squirm—to see you writhe—to watch your eyes dim as you accept your fate.”

I look at him in the dim moonlight filtering in from the window—my eyes finally adjusting to the darkness. My heart flutters in my chest as his eyes rake over my skin, his free hand expertly stroking my body with a rough touch that leaves goosebumps in its wake.

I tremble beneath his touch with longing, aching for more.

His hands explore the curves of my figure with a roughness that elicits a breathy moan to slip from my throat as my eyes close, and I bite down on the gag.

He chuckles darkly as he watches my reactions, moving his hand between my legs to stroke my soaking wet pussy.

I gasp in surprise at the sudden contact and squirm under his touch.

My nipples harden beneath the fabric of my dress, showing clearly through the thin material.

“Pretty little dove... So naughty, not wearing a bra under this thin, skimpy little dress,” Kieran whispers against my chest before moving his mouth over my barely covered breasts.

He teases my nipple through the material, then grabs the fabric between his teeth and pulls.

I gasp as he rips and tears the fabric away from my body, baring my chest to the room’s cool air.

I whine into the gag and squirm, looking around the room for some source of light.

Kieran chuckles darkly as he moves his mouth over my soft skin, kissing my neck and chest, licking and teasing me with his sinful tongue.

Faintly, I hear Fintan moving, but it’s too dark for me to see where he is. Kieran teases my sensitive nipples with his fingers, teeth, and tongue.

Goosebumps rise on my skin as Fintan’s hands grip my thighs, prying them apart. I whimper as he leans down and moves his mouth from my thigh, licking upward slowly, leaving a wet trail down my skin that makes me shiver in anticipation.

I almost forgot about the cut until his tongue met the burning gash on my thigh. He licks the length of it and groans against my skin. “The thought of your blood all over me makes me so fucking hard.”

His hands roam freely, sliding up the inside of my thighs along with his tongue.

The sensation of feeling both men teasing me as I lay helpless sends a shudder of pleasure through me.

Fintan murmurs darkly against my skin, and my eyes widen as his fingers slide between my legs, “Fuck, you’re so wet.

Such a good, wet plaything. When I untie you, spread your legs and get those knees up so I can taste that sinful little cunt. ”

He unties my ankles before he kisses his way up my legs, his hands gripping my thighs and forcing my legs further apart.

I whimper as I feel his warm breath against my pussy, and I tremble with a sudden need, realizing that he is not wearing his mask.

“You’re so fucking lucky, little dove,” he growls against my pussy, nipping my clit with his teeth and sending a ripple of fearful pleasure through me.

“So, fucking lucky we like you, even after you fucked up our fun little game of chase.” His tongue teases my clit, sliding up and down, and I buck my hips in response, sucking in a deep breath. “I’m going to make you scream, little dove.”

My head spins as he works his magic on my clit, my skin tingling as he moves his skilled tongue against my sensitive skin.

I shiver and whine when I feel him lift his head and trail the flat of a blade over my pussy.

His tongue works wonders, playing with me, teasing me again, and sending sparks of terror through me as he plunges something cold and hard inside me.

Instinctively, I try to snap my legs closed—clearly a mistake.

He growls, forcing my legs apart with his free hand.

His fingernails dig into my inner thigh as he holds me down and nips at my clit—sending a conflicted jolt of pleasure to my core that makes me cry out into the gag.

“Don’t fucking move, or I will turn this blade around and gut you from the inside, doll.

” I squirm against the bed, but the restraints around my wrists still hold me fast.

Oh, my fucking god! Is he fucking me with a knife? Is he holding onto the blade?! Are they going to kill me?

Tears leak from my eyes as I moan against the bright red rubber ball in my mouth and squirm as he flicks his tongue faster against my clit.

I shouldn’t enjoy this. I don’t want to enjoy this!

“That’s it, baby. Does my tongue make you feel good while I fuck you with my knife?” Fintan murmurs as he nips and sucks on my clit. I whimper in response, reluctantly nodding my head as I feel the warm blood from his hand start to coat my inner thighs along with my arousal.

This should not feel as good as it does… Doesn’t his hand hurt?!

“That’s it, little dove. Get nice and hot for us.” Kieran’s voice rumbles through the darkness, sending chills up my spine. “I want to watch her come,” he growls, his voice low and ravenous. He can barely see my face, but I shiver at the idea of him watching me come.

My eyes widen as Fintan withdraws the handle and replaces it with his tongue again, tasting me, savoring me as if he’ll die tomorrow and I am his last meal.

I feel the mattress depress as Kieran climbs back onto the bed beside me, moving his hands over my body as he kisses my neck. His hands are on my breasts again, teasing my nipples and sending electric shivers through me.

I didn’t even notice he moved earlier… He was teasing my nipples before Fintan distracted me.

He kisses my neck and whispers, “I want him to make you come, little dove. Come on his tongue. I want him to taste every drop you have to offer.” He glides his hand to my throat, clasping his large hand around it tightly as he moves his mouth closer to my ear.

His breath is hot against my skin, and he whispers in a dark, sexy tone, “Come for us, little dove. I love watching your body betray you, baby.”

Fintan flicks my clit faster, his tongue moving expertly as he glides the knife’s thick handle back inside me, and I cry out as pleasure ripples through my body.

My back arches and I let my head fall against the bed, my eyes rolling back as I come. I scream into the gag as Fintan pulls out the handle again and continues to work his tongue against my pussy, licking up my juices and savoring my taste, drawing out my orgasm.

Kieran bites the soft lobe of my ear and whispers again, “You know, lying is rude , doll. Your sexy little sobs and whimpers might scream ‘ no,’ but baby, your body speaks volumes about what you truly crave . You are just as hungry and depraved as we are.”

I whimper against the gag in response and nod my head slightly. Kieran chuckles in the shadows. “Good girl. Let’s get you out of that gag, shall we?” He reaches behind my head to undo the gag. He steps back, leaving the ball in my mouth, watching me with heat blazing in his eyes.

I gasp as Fintan shoots up from between my thighs and orders Kieran to kneel before him.

I can only make out shapes in the darkness as I try to catch a glimpse of their faces.

For a second, a bright flash of lightning illuminates the room as he drops to his knees and looks up at him, popping his mouth open as if he knows exactly what Fintan wants.

Fintan bends at the waist and leans toward Kieran’s face, spitting in his mouth.

I have never seen this kind of depravity before. Why was that so fucking hot?

Kieran groans as he swallows. “She tastes like delicious sin, doesn’t she?

” Fintan coos. Kieran gets up and moves toward me, yanks the gag from my mouth, kissing my lips feverishly and letting his tongue slide into my mouth.

I can taste my orgasm on his tongue. He moves it against mine, making me moan against his lips.

“Are you going to kill me?” I whisper when he moves his mouth from mine. The only response they offer? Breathy chuckles in the shadows.

Kieran’s hands roam down my body, reaching between my legs, and he flicks his fingers against my dripping wet pussy. His lips are on mine again in an instant as he slides his fingers inside me, and I moan against him as he works them in and out, stroking my G-spot and sending shivers through me.

“Hmm, Fin, I can feel your blood all over her,” he breathes.

I buck against his hand, whimpering as my muscles tighten around the digits. I hear him growl. “Getting close again, little dove?” I moan as Fintan grabs my jaw and forces my attention from Kieran. I nod slightly.

“Yes,” I whimper breathlessly, afraid to say anything that might upset them.

Kieran chuckles. “Look how pathetically wet and scared you are for us,” he growls, pulling out his fingers and holding them out inches from my face before wiping the digits over my lips. “Taste how much you want this, dove. Fucking deliciously terrified.”

I blow out a shaky breath and whimper as Fintan’s fingers slide against my clit. Kieran moves up on the mattress and licks the wetness from my lips before kissing me wildly like he wants to remove the feeling of any other man’s lips on mine.

I feel warm and flushed, like I’m glowing from the inside out.

They feel like a dangerous drug, and I am already hooked on the high.

Fintan pulls his fingers out of my pussy, and I whimper at the loss of his touch.

He starts wiping the still-warm blood from my thighs, coating his hands in the thick crimson.

Kieran stops devouring my mouth and kneels next to me. “W-what are you doing?” I ask shakily, wondering how the cuts on Fintan’s hand don’t seem to faze him one bit.

“Don’t you worry about a thing, little dove. I’m just preparing for later…” his deep voice trails off as Kieran’s lips find mine again.

Unexpectedly, he wipes the blood over my ass, slides a finger inside, and I gasp into Kieran’s mouth.

Fintan slides a second bloody finger into my ass as Kieran leans over and joins in, pushing two of his inside my pussy. My body starts to convulse as they stretch me with their long digits. Pleasure courses through me again, and I scream, feeling my muscles clench around their fingers.

I cry out, my body shivering against them. I breathe out a low, almost primal moan as I come. I hear Fintan chuckle as my eyes roll back from the intensity of my latest orgasm. “I think she liked that. Such a needy little slut for us.”

I whimper as they pull their fingers out of me simultaneously. Kieran slides off the bed, and suddenly, the room is illuminated by a dim, warm glow.