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SINKLER

He’s fucking dead!

I knew it was a fucking bad idea to leave her alone while we went to buy our last present for her.

We should’ve never let her out of our sight. Especially after what she told me about our father.

And I should’ve given her the fucking router in case she needed to reach us.

I’m glad we installed the cameras because, without them, he would’ve probably killed her.

My eyes briefly meet Dimitri’s, his face disfigured with a broken nose and a split eyebrow.

“See?” I bend down to meet his eyes, my knife gliding over his face. “You’ll never learn your fucking place.”

“Y-you h-have n-no right to her,” he stutters as blood drips from his mouth. “S-she’s mine by r-right.”

“Mmhmm. That’s what you don’t understand, little boy. She’s been ours from the moment she entered our home.”

“Y-you f-fucking t-twisted. She’s your s-sister.”

The sound of the cracking stairs interrupted my train of thought, causing my words to slip away from my mind.

She’s fine. No marks or bruises.

Harper looks visibly shaken, her hands trembling slightly, as Saint gives me a nod.

“Come here, pet.” She closes her step, and I open my arm before kissing the crown of her head.

“I’m okay,” she tries to reassure me, but the fucker scared her and tried to get to her. He’ll die whether she’s okay or not. And she’s aware of it.

“Our dear friend Dimitri said we were twisted. Let’s show him how really fucked up we are.”

I separate myself from her and forcefully plunge the knife into his leg, causing him to let out a piercing scream of agony.

Overwhelmed by the sight before her, she gasps and attempts to look away, only to be stopped by Saint.

Dimitri winces in pain as his eyes flutter, his head tilting backwards.

“Pet, show him what he’ll never get the chance to touch.”

She looks at me with confusion but quickly understands when Saint tugs off the strap of her dress. He whispers softly in her ear, causing her to hesitate before slowly undoing one strap after another until the dress finally slips off her body and lands on the floor.

Fuck. My cock twitches at the sight of her naked body.

Saint pushes her slowly towards me.

“You’re going to be good for your Master, aren’t you?” I whisper against her lips. “You’re going to ride this knife as if you were riding our cocks. Show him what he’ll never have. Show him what belongs to us. Show him how fucking beautiful you are when you come for us.”

I gently cup her warmth, trailing my fingers along her skin, before applying pressure to her sensitive spot. The most beautiful sound escapes her lips as she moans for me.

“Are you ready?” I tug on her collar, forcing her to get closer.

“Y-yes, Master.”

Those fucking words make me want to take her right now.

With Saint’s guidance, she manages to ride the knife’s handle while Dimitri fights to keep his eyes focused amidst the excruciating pain.

Good, this pain is nothing compared to the agony he will experience later.

“You better watch, Dimitri. That will be the only time where you see her naked and so close to your dick,” I warn.

“I... Y-you,” he stammers, his voice choked with pain as my pet rides the knife, her ass going up and down with Saint’s help, causing the agony to intensify.

“Such a good girl for us,” Saint coos. “You’re making me so hard right now.”

“I… Fuck,” she cries out as my twin twists her nipple.

I’m fascinated by the way her ass moves up and down, riding the knife as if she was fucking us.

“Still twisted?” I taunt Dimitri, opening my slacks and pulling out my cock. “Wait until you see her gobbling up our load like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted.”

“Y-you’re all f-fucked up,” he spits out while I sense her close to orgasm.

“Show him, pet. Show him what “fucked up” really means, and come on the fucking knife.”

“Sin… Master… Fuck.”

My eyes never waver from Dimitri as I bite the crook of her neck while Saint simultaneously pinches her clit.

Her cries are raw as she comes hard, her body trembling while she squirts all over the knife and Dimitri’s leg.

“Good fucking whore, coming for us like that.” I lick her cheek, feeling her ragged breath against my face as I lift her off the knife.

“Get on your knees for us, baby. Show him how well you swallow both our cum,” Saint almost whispers as he pulls out his dick out of his jeans.

She drops to her knees, and I pry her mouth open while jerking off in front of her face.

“There’s nothing pure left in you, is there?”

She shakes her head, which makes me crack a smile.

A masterpiece of chaos and desire.

Pure sin wrapped in beauty.

“See what you could have had?” I tell her as I motion towards Dimitri, who is still drowsy but manages to keep his gaze locked on us. “A pathetic, boring life with him. But no, you choose to dance with sinners instead. You’re tainted by us.” My hand moves faster on my cock, and Saint does the same with a groan. “Unholy is what we do the best. Open your mouth, little sister, and let us absolve your sins with our forbidden cum.”

She moans at my words and sticks out her tongue.

Fuuuuuck! Seeing her like that is all I need to come.

The movements of my hands become faster and more urgent, causing my hips to jolt forward, and my body responds with heightened pleasure as my orgasm reaches its climax.

“Shiiiit!” Saint growls as we both cover her face with our cum.

I try to catch my breath, my vision blurring, but I’m captivated by the mesmerising sight before me.

Our little sister’s face is coated with our cum, slowly dripping down her neck, finding its way between her breasts.

Letting out a loud growl, I lower myself and spit in her mouth, feeling a rush of possessiveness as I smear our fluids, gathering some to feed her.

But she doesn’t let go of my fingers.

No. Instead, she locks eyes with me, a mischievous twinkle in her gaze, her tongue teasingly swirling around them.

“Pet,” I warn, feeling my cock harden again. “If you don’t stop right now, I’m going to make sure you can’t walk for a while.”

“Is that a promise?” She smirks.

Well, well, well. Little Harper Anastasia Mikhailov has become sassy.

“You can bet on it.”

“You’re all fucking disgusting.” We all turn our heads to face Dimitri. I forgot he was here for a second.

“C’mon, baby. Let’s get you cleaned up while Sin takes care of him.”

As they go upstairs, my eyes track their movement while Harper hesitates, glancing back at me for reassurance.

I give her a slight nod, and she seems satisfied as she turns and heads upstairs.

Zipping up my slacks quickly, I turn to face Dimitri.

“I hope you enjoyed the show.”

“Your father will never let that slide,” he spits out.

I bring my hands to my heart, a look of disbelief on my face as I exclaim, “Oh no!” A laugh slips from my lips. “It’s a shame he won’t live long enough to witness it.”

“Y-you can’t kill him. He’s the Pakhan? 1 .”

Is this supposed to make me change my mind?

“You know what?” I forcefully extract the knife from his leg, twisting it as I do, and let his scream fill the air around me. “I genuinely don’t give a shit about what you say, just as I don’t give a shit if the Blackthorn loses another member. Malric will probably be furious with me, but I’ll handle his anger.”

“Y-you’re not going to?—”

“I’m seeing your lips move,” I cut him, “but I hear nothing. All I know is that you’re interfering with the time I have with my girl. Actually, you completely fucked up the timing for the Christmas Eve church service. And I really wanted to fuck her in a church.”

He opens his mouth once more, but I’m done with him.

As my knife punctures his chest, I can hear the sickening sound of his ribs snapping beneath the force. With a twisted sense of satisfaction, I savour the sight of his mouth gasping for air, but no sound escaping.

“I’ll see you in hell, Popov,” I whisper in his ear, the words dripping with animosity, before swiftly retracting the knife and severing his throat.

I am transfixed for a few seconds, watching his blood steadily trickling down my hand just as Saint returns downstairs.

“Need a hand?” he asks.

“No, I’ll take care of it. How is she?”

“Shaken, but I tucked her in bed. She’ll probably fall asleep soon.”

Good.

“I’m just grabbing some snacks.” He goes towards the kitchen before turning back to face me. “Don’t be too long. She’s been calling for you.”

Well, if my girl is calling for me, I better be fast, then.

I remove the rope from Dimitri’s lifeless body, hoist him over my shoulder, and make my way out of the cabin.

1 ? Boss of a family in the Bratva (pa - KHAN)