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Chapter 21

Ace

A ce leaned across the now dead Kristoff, paying him no mind.

He pressed his lips firmly to Ashmine’s, wrapping his fingers into her silky hair.

He had suggested she dye it the same purplish blue color as the flowers she used to kill Jerald and Wiliam.

Monkshood .

This entire series of events had left him hard, hot, and so goddamn horny .

Her soft lips were at odds with the harshness of her tone moments ago.

She broke free from him. “Get rid of him, I want you. Fuck! I need you Ace. You two are going to watch and as the paralytic wears off, you’re going to join us.”

Ace didn’t need to be told twice, he shoved the table with Kristoff away, using the wheels to push him right out the front door.

It isn’t like anyone’s here to find him.

When he returned, Ashmine had shed the shirt Hawk had thrown onto her. She straddled Hawk’s lap fully naked, her breasts pushing against the man’s chest.

Ace twisted, watching Silas’s eyes carefully. At the beginning of this, he thought Silas would be the most difficult to convince, to bring into this relationship .

But contrary to that, for as much as Ace could tell, Silas appeared hungry. As if he was enjoying the show Ashmine provided even if she was on another man.

On her other foster brother.

Now the only man Ace really needed to worry about was Hawk.

And maybe himself.

Uncomfortable prickles stabbed across his nerves.

She was his.

Ace stalked forward before wrenching her off Hawk’s lap and throwing her to the floor. A dimple formed on Ashmine’s face as she smiled up at him through a curtain of hair.

“Is that right, Ace? Are you jealous I was giving them attention? Maybe you’ll have to work for it.”

Ace’s dick was steel in his pants as he ripped them and his shirt off, ignoring his brothers entirely.

He jumped on top of Ashmine pinning her to the ground. “You wanted to show them you can handle us all. That we won’t be too much for you.”

Her left hand broke free from his confines and she used it to stroke his cheek. “Oh Ace.” She bucked, wrapping her leg around him, before flipping their positions. “Am I too much for you?” she laughed.

Before he knew what she was doing, she sunk down on him.

All the way fucking down. Her pelvis slamming into his. His dick covered in dripping heat.

They hadn’t fucked since before he had gone to jail. A way to stay true to their family.

She hadn’t wanted to make anything worse, and Ace understood. But he wasn’t going to say he was happy about it.

Her cunt was his fucking home and he needed to live in it to be happy.

Ace knew Silas had fucked her earlier. The evidence was clear on her thighs, but he didn’t care.

She began to bounce as she circled her hips, her ass slapping against his thighs. Her hands found the tops of his shoulders as she dug in.

“Take what you want from me,” he snapped raspily. Ashmine could use him however she chose. He was hers to use. Ace owed her as much. He had taken her virginity, pushed her to go for his brothers too soon, came up with the idea to break into the police station, and he never told her about the camera.

Never warned her she was being recorded.

It was how she was blackmailed in the first place.

Ace had a million regrets in life. From how he was raised to who he became. But they all washed away with the realization that if it weren’t for his choices, for the decisions he made, he never would have ended up here, butt ass naked, balls deep in the woman of his most beautiful nightmares.

“Ace,” she groaned as she swirled down on him again.

His name on her lips was lighter fluid to the fire that burned across him.

This cabin wasn’t well heated, but to him, it was scorching .

His hands came up between them. One moved to her pointed pink nipple, rolling it between two fingers before pinching down hard. He repeated the same action with his other hand, but on her clit.

She convulsed around him.

“Bite it,” she commanded, not stopping her rhythm but inclining her other breast to his face.

He leaned up, closing his mouth around the soft skin, his tongue lashing out to find and play with her nipple as his teeth latched down.

He clamped his jaw, biting hard while his hand on her clit pinched as much as he could.

Her bouncing became erratic, and he thrust up as best he could into her. It was all he needed, his nerves alight with years of pent up neediness.

She was everything he had ever wanted. She was his soul. She was the darkness he would always run towards.

Ashmine. She was his. She was all of theirs.

Unused energy skirted through him in pulsating waves as he trembled below her doing his best to not lose himself too soon.

“Fuck!” she screamed.

Fucking finally .

He let go of years of agony, neediness, longing as he came deep inside her.

He only had a moment of pure bliss as he stared up into her deep hypnotic eyes before she was ripped off of him.