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Chapter 22

Hawk

P ure hedonistic need pulsated deep in Hawk’s gut as he watched the scene play out before him.

As Ashmine rode Ace for her own enjoyment.

The feeling beat its way past his numbed nerves.

Ecstasy marred her face, her eyelashes fluttering shut, the tip of her tongue sticking out as she concentrated on her pleasure. Hawk remembered that look. She had made it for him when she sunk onto his cock in that clearing all those years ago.

At least she had until he had forced her to roll. Slammed her into the ground. Cemented his love into her.

Hawk expected jealousy’s cold tendrils to wrap around his throat, but they were absent.

Contrarily, Hawk just wanted to join them, to take her and grab her and sink his cock into her. Show her how much he hurt . How much pain he had gone through in their time apart.

He was angry, livid. But that rage was no longer pointed to the woman naked in front of him riding their brother.

No, it was directed at himself. At Silas.

Hawk had done to Ashmine what, to him, was the most unforgivable act.

They hadn’t listened to her, no matter how many times she tried to explain. They had shut her down and abandoned her.

Perhaps we all deserve a fresh start. Maybe we can begin that here.

Even still, she needed to prove she could handle them all first.

Hawk willed his body to cooperate, he craved to show Ashmine how much he still loved her. But first he had to let loose onto her body. To claim her as Ace and Silas had done.

After a few more moments, prickles began to pop up along his skin, deep in his body. The sign of him regaining feeling. At first just the top half was functioning, and he used the newfound movement to turn to Silas.

Silas lurched in his chair, his legs kicking out.

Hawk inclined his head before angling it towards Ashmine and Ace.

Join them?

Silas jerked forward.

They were in agreement then.

It only took a few more minutes, but Hawk could now feel the majority of his body again.

“Fuck!” Ashmine screamed.

The word was a beacon, and it lifted Hawk off his chair. Not waiting for Silas, he lunged forward, grabbing Ashmine clean off of Ace.

He ignored his brothers as pure animalistic depravity took over his frontal lobe.

Hawk pressed his fingers into her cool soft skin, digging into her hip bones. He carried her with him until he made it to the small kitchen table.

He shoved the vase off and all other offending items, he flipped her over it and threw down his pants.

He didn’t give her a moment to breathe or understand what he was doing before he shoved his cock as aggressively as he could into her used cunt.

“Fucked by your three foster brothers. A dirty fucking whore, aren’t you?” he grumbled harshly.

Their cum had left her soaked but he found himself enjoying it. He spanked her bare ass as hard as he could. “You think you can take all of us?”

He continued to smack her ass until it turned pink in the shape of his hand.

For a moment he thought maybe he had gone too far, but then she began rocking back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust. It caused him to go even deeper into her. He swallowed hard, keeping his urges under control.

With his free hand, he grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head up. He bent over her back, biting into her neck over the mark Ace had left behind. “You like this? You like being fucked like a dirty girl? Our little fucking foster sister. And you’re taking it so goddamn well.” He was speaking more now than he had in last year combined. She brought it out of him. She made him want to hurt her, to use her, to love her . But love would only bring him more pain.

Except…Ashmine had already proven she wasn’t soft. She was a fucking murderer. A sexy, capable, powerful woman.

Silas moved to the other side of the table, freeing his cock. He fisted it a few times, and Hawk raised an eyebrow before focusing back on the task at hand.

Hawk shifted her a bit further on the table, letting her hair go and trailing his hand along the back of her spine until he made his way to her ass, his fingers skirting the tight rim of muscle.

“Open your mouth for him. Show us what you can do. Show us we can be a happy little fucking family. If you can prove it, I’ll believe you and agree to this.” He meant it. Though at this point she didn’t owe them anything. She should just kill Silas and Hawk and run off into the bloody sunset with Ace.

But Hawk hoped she was still set on being a family.

All of them. Sharing her.

Silas readjusted until he was pushing his cock into Ashmine’s mouth.

Hawk spit onto his fingers and began to push one into the tight rim muscle he toyed with.

She jolted a bit beneath him, but then as he shoved it in further, she started to moan loudly, her throat vibrating around Silas’s cock. He rolled his hips steadily as he pushed further into her ass. A moment later, he added another finger, stretching her. “You need to take all three of us, don’t you? Well, they already came in this cunt, but I’m going to leave my mark in here. Have you leaking our cum everywhere. Show the world that you are ours.”

That was the warning he gave her before pulling out of her entirely. She whined in displeasure, but then he readjusted the head of his dick and burrowed into her ass.

He reached below, finding her clit and rubbing it as he inch by inch made his way into her.

It was tighter. More constricting. Smoother. She was choking his dick, but it was so fucking good.

“Look at you take me. You’re doing so well, aren’t you?”

She garbled around Silas’s dick, leaning further onto Hawk’s.

Slowly swallowing him.

It was pure unadulterated bliss . Once he was fully seated he pumped small short bursts into her.

One.

This is everything that I have ever needed.

Two.

Does she realize that she will never escape us now?

Three.

I will kill her if she ever runs from me. And then I’ll force us to the grave together.

Four.

She is perfect I fucking lo—

Silas grunted, freeing his cock from Ashmine’s lips. Just in time for her to let out a wanton scream. She pulsated around Hawk and it wasn’t a moment later that the dam released.

He came in her ass, but he didn’t pull free. He wanted to soak her in it. To keep it in there for as long as he could until he became a part of her.

Did she know that she would never be leaving our sides again? She won’t be going back to that fucking school.

“Hawk,” Ashmine murmured, catching her breath from below him. “I’m sticky.”

Hawk grumbled but pulled gently from her before wrapping her in his arms.

“I missed you Ashmine. I missed you so fucking much.” He lifted her up, cradling her. He wanted to be as close to her as possible. He would live inside her skin if he could.

Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, he could feel all the emotions that hid under his sadness and anger.

He loved Ashmine, he had been in love with her since the very beginning.

Shame burrowed into his gut. Of how close he had come to ending it all. But even then, she was there to stop him.

“I love you too. All of you,” she replied breathlessly. “Now stop, before my insides turn to goo. I missed you two idiots, but there’s a shower here and I need one before we figure out our next step. I promise I won’t go anywhere, but you two have to agree to the same.”

Hawk looked down to see she had narrowed her eyes at Silas.

“We won’t leave again.” Silas inclined his head. He cast his eyes towards the door. Towards where the body lay outside. “What are we going to do with the man? ”

Ashmine giggled, snuggling further into Hawk. “Shower first.”

Happiness pilfered its way into Hawk’s heart. He hadn’t felt this much joy in too long.

Ace appeared from down the hall, a billow of steam behind him.

“Water’s ready for you.” Ace ignored Silas and Hawk, his entire focus on the woman in Hawk’s arms.

Hawk didn’t care. They would need to figure out where they stood, how this would work, where they would go.

But Hawk knew one thing for certain. Ashmine would be stuck with them all from here on out.

They had come to this cabin expecting revenge. Expecting to hurt and kill her.

Hawk walked carefully to the bathroom, not wanting to jostle Ashmine. He was sure she was sore and littered in bruises. In their marks.

Instead, they would leave together. As they were meant to.

As a family.