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Chapter 7

Ace

Two Years Ago

A ce had been looking everywhere for Ashmine. She had been disappearing more and more, and it was starting to piss him off. He had finally gone to the last place he expected her to be.

Outside William’s home. It was a cabin about a mile away from their own.

Except…why were her shoes outside the front door…

“Ace, can you come in here please.” William’s voice cut through his confusion.

“No! Leave him out of this! You promised!” Ashmine screeched.

Ace surged through the door without further delay, his uncertainty morphing to concern.

“What the fuck is this?” Ace growled, glancing around the room.

William rested in a leather arm chair in his living room, a small table to his right with a bouquet of dark purplish blue wildflowers that Ace recognized from outside his foster home.

But something tugged his attention from that curious fact.

Ashmine on her knees in front of William.

“I’m teaching her to be a proper woman. She’s eighteen now, she needs guidance.” William was nearing eighty, his skin discolored, wrinkles etching deep grooves into his face. “I made her a promise. If she’s good. If she entertains me. Then when I die, I will leave everything to the four of you.”

Ace’s lungs constricted.

What had William done to Ashmine? How didn’t we notice?

“Ace, it’s nothing. I just cook for him and keep him company. Do as he asks. Please, leave . Don’t tell the others, they wouldn’t understand,” Ashmine bit out, her head bowed to the ground.

Ace didn’t like this. This wasn’t right.

William curled his lips in the ghost of a smile, it only served to deepen the canyons on his face. “Oh, foolish girl, you think that’s all I wanted? No. I think I have something else in mind entirely. But after this, I’ll rewrite the will as promised.” William gestured to Ace. “You two are both eighteen now. I’ve taken care of you all for the last two years. Don’t you think you want to show me your appreciation?”

An evil gleam Ace hadn’t seen before flickered across William’s eyes.

This man had taken them in when they needed it most…had he just been biding his time?

“I was wondering when you would find us here. You are the prettiest of you boys after all.”

Ace still stood lamely at the living room’s entrance. His shock and unease had frozen him. “Ashmine, let’s go. We’re leaving.”

“Where will you go? You are all penniless and barely legal adults. I pay for Silas’s college classes, for your homes, anything that you could possibly need. And besides all that, who would house a bunch of degenerates that stole from me and hurt me in the middle of the night?” William let out a sob. “Officer, I opened my home, and they beat me for it.”

Ace clenched his hands. “Ashmine we’ll figure it out, let’s go,” he demanded of her.

But she didn’t move. Didn’t look up.

William reached forward ruffling her brown hair, and Ace finally broke free from his petrification.

He jumped forward, grabbing the old man’s wrist in a tight hold. Ripping it off of her.

William laughed mirthlessly. “I don’t think I am asking too much in return for my years of generosity. Just put on a good show for me.”

Ace panted heavily, gripping Ashmine by the shoulders and tugging her off the ground and into his arms.

“Ah yes, just like that. You don’t even want to hear what I want you two to do first? Not before you throw away your futures?”

“Tell us,” Ashmine stated in a level tone. “What do you want?”

Ace didn’t look down at her, his attention focused on the old man.

Ace wasn’t sure how he had ever thought the old man nice or kind. It was evident at this moment he was evil. He was a predator.

He had lured four broken teenagers into his home.

“Well, I wanted to fuck you. To feel that tight virgin kitty around me. But unfortunately, my parts stopped working about a decade back.”

Ace stiffened, his arms constricting tighter around Ashmine.

They needed to run. To leave town. To never return.

Silas and Hawk would understand. They could all just pick up and go, it would be like this nightmare had never happened.

“But instead…I think I want to watch this boy here fuck you. Watch you bleed for him. When it’s done, I’ll rewrite the will as promised. That’s not too much to ask for, is it? Not for my whole life’s earnings?” William cackled before breaking out into a coughing fit and sinking back further into his seat.

“No!”

“Okay,” Ashmine agreed.

“Well, if this boy won’t, I’ll find someone else that I am sure would be more than willing to give me a show. I’m just not sure if you would enjoy it as much.”

Dread crawled uneasily out of his stomach and slithered up his throat.

For a moment, it choked him.

I can’t do this to her.

When Ace was younger he had developed feelings for Ashmine, but he had forced himself to stamp them down. Every day a thousand times, he reminded himself she was family.

She was his sister.

How could he fuck his sister?

Except they hadn’t been foster siblings in years .

They weren’t actually siblings at all.

All he had wanted was to find Ashmine and tell her dinner was getting cold. Celebrate their nearing graduation. Only six months left. Maybe go out to one of their favorite spots and just enjoy each other’s company.

And now…Ace didn’t feel he had a choice. He knew inherently that if he didn’t agree to this, Ashmine would still go through with it.

But it would be with a stranger.

“Fine,” he agreed, loosening his hold on her.

She didn’t move.

“Good, now strip .”

“Now?” Ashmine asked. “How do we know you’ll follow through? That you’ll do as promised?”

“Have a little faith, girly. Put on a good show and I’m sure I won’t have it in me to change my mind.”

“You’re a monster,” Ace commented, slipping off his shoes before pushing down his pants, boxers and all. Next, he whipped off his shirt, throwing it behind him.

Ashmine didn’t look at him.

“I am. It took you long enough to notice. This girl knew right away, didn’t you?”

Ashmine shifted away from Ace. Turning around, she dropped her pants and did away with her long sleeve until she stood in just a pair of cotton panties and a bra.

She twisted towards them.

She is perfect. She is beautiful.

She deserves better than this.

I should just take her and run as far as I can. We can make it.

But Ashmine had made her choice, and Ace wasn’t sure if she would go with him at all if he decided to stop this.

She was stubborn once her mind was made up.

“I have been around more than my fair share of ‘kind’ men. But I took a risk. I thought since you were older you wouldn’t have the energy to be as angry as Jerald,” Ashmine said.

“Smart and sexy. Now show me that kitty and your perky tits.”

Ashmine heaved a sigh, jutting her chin out. She glanced over, meeting Ace’s stare as she undid her bra’s clasp and slipped out of the remaining articles of clothes.

“Just you and me?” she asked.

“No one else.” It was how they had stayed calm in the past. When Jerald would beat them, they would focus on each other. Ignoring the man entirely.

Ace attempted to do that at this moment.

But how was he supposed to fuck her in front of this man?

“Fuck, so hot. I would have demolished you in my youth. Well get over there boy. Worship her body. Do you know what a clit is? Put your fucking mouth on—” Another round of coughing cut William off.

Ace twisted to fully face Ashmine. Taking her in.

Her long hair landed just above her full breasts. Her nipples were already pebbled, he imagined from the frigid air that crept through the walls.

Her dark eyes met his. Her pupils were just a shade or two darker than the iris.

She lifted her lips, a reassuring smile. “This is it. And then we will be free…for the rest of our lives.”

It felt as if she was trying to relay a message to him, but he didn’t understand it.

His mind was too caught up in what was going to happen. In what he was going to do.

“We’re going to fuck, Ashmine. You understand that, don’t you? You know what Silas and Hawk will do when they find out?” He spoke the words under his breath for only her to hear.

“Then they just can’t find out. At least not until the time is right.” She dropped gently to the rug they stood on.

William finally broke free of his coughing fit. “Get down there with her before I decide to see if this pecker will work for one more go.”

Ace didn’t fight him on it again. He didn’t doubt the old man. Ashmine opened her legs for him. Her cunt on display for him.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

This isn’t how this was supposed to go.

He sank to the carpet, settling between Ashmine’s spread legs. He would ready her first, make this as painless as he could for her.

His balls tightened at the thought of sinking into her, he hadn’t fucked anyone yet. He hadn’t had the interest to. Girls in his school were boring, too put together. And in all honesty, no matter how much he shoved his feelings down, Ashmine was always the one he wanted.

He allowed himself to fully admit that here and now.

He bent down, his face finding the apex of her thighs. His tongue flicked out as he brought a hand up to open her for him.

He hadn’t done this before, but he had watched porn.

Women catered porn.

The one where it was actually about the women getting their pleasure. Because that is what turned Ace on the most.

Inducing pleasure.

At least that’s what he had jacked off to the best. The look of satisfaction, the way their bodies writhed in pleasure.

Ace could admit, at this moment, he had imagined the women in those videos as Ashmine.

William stayed thankfully silent as Ashmine squirmed beneath him. He began his ministrations, licking up and down, finding which spots caused little bursts of noise to escape her. His teeth found her clit. He knew it was the most sensitive and he used that knowledge as he bit gently on it, whilst thrusting a single finger into her now soaking core.

“Beautiful.” His cocked bobbed, pressing against his stomach as he continued to taste her. To play with her. To make her his.

It was everything he had dreamed of, but it was tainted, ruined by the watchful eyes of the old man.

William was tugging at the puppet strings forcing them to give him this disgusting show.

Is it sick that I am almost grateful it’s me who showed up? Not Silas or Hawk? That this is probably the only chance I ever had to touch Ashmine like this.

“I’m ready,” Ashmine murmured, sinking her slender fingers into his hair, tugging him up and towards her face.

“Condom.” He glanced around hoping to just magically find one, instead he found the red beeping circle of a camera light over the chair William still rested in.

He wanted to tell Ashmine about it, wanted to stop.

But what difference does it make?

“Fuck her raw,” William demanded.

Ace shuddered, carefully placing his hands on each side of Ashmine’s head. The puzzle piece bracelet clinking as he moved, a reminder of how much Ashmine meant to him. Meant to his brothers.

They won’t forgive me.

His fingers dug into the shag rug; he squeezed it, burrowing down as hard as he could as he stared into Ashmine’s eyes.

“It’s okay,” she reassured him.

It isn’t.

He couldn’t move, his cock was hardened uncomfortably, but he couldn’t force himself to do it.

To push into her.

He wanted to more than anything else, but this was so…

Fucking. Wrong.

Ashmine reached between them, her gentle fingers finding the tip of his cock.

He jolted at the shockwaves that rippled through him at the smallest touch from her.

“Ashmine,” he growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You all keep forgetting.” She moved his cock until it lined up with her entrance, and in an impressive move, she wrapped one leg around him while bucking upwards and forcing him all the way in. “I can take it, ” she mewled out.

Ace blocked out William. Erased the camera. Stamped down the lack of condom.

He focused entirely on Ashmine.

On the warmth and tightness of her. Of the static electricity that stung him from his balls all out across his nerve endings. Lightning bolts of pleasure that made him pledge to never, ever let her go.

He bucked into her ruthlessly with no rhythm and no thought of her wants.

He was a mad man that had found a moment of clarity.

She moaned with every thrust, egging him to go further. And harder. And more. More.

He needed more.

He was a broken teenager losing his virginity to the one girl he should never touch.

“Ace!”

He was a man fucking the woman he had loved for years .

He wasn’t sure how long he pounded into her. If it was seconds, minutes, hours , but finally the tension that had tightened his muscles, contracted to the point of near pain, released explosively, and he let out a guttural moan as his cock convulsed inside of her.

Pure bliss.

“I’m sorry.” He fell onto her, careful not to give her his weight, but wanting to feel every piece of her naked body. “You didn’t come, did you?”

“It’s okay.” Her small hands reached up, cupping his face and turning it towards hers.

She placed a chaste kiss to his lips. Burning him.

“Most girls don’t the first time. But that felt amazing. We’ll have to try again under better circumstances.”

His heart beat erratically at the promise.

A slow round of applause broke Ace from his after cum bliss.

“Bravo, you youngens sure do it right. Go get yourselves cleaned up. Ashmine, sweetie, I’ll send you the picture of the will. I had it changed a few years back for it all to go to Hawk and Silas, but I can always add you two if you want to keep entertaining me.”

Rage percolated through the happiness that Ace felt just moments prior.

They should have just killed this man, too. Left town.

How can you both regret and cherish a moment to exactly the same degree?

Ashmine tugged his attention back to her.

She shook her head. “I’ve got it handled.” The words were barely audible. “We need to leave.”

Ace wanted to disagree, to argue, to fight, to scream.

He didn’t do any of that. Instead, he shifted out of Ashmine before offering her a hand up.

They both clothed hastily before leaving the cabin without another word or a backwards glance.

It was on the walk back to their cabins that Ashmine finally told Ace everything.

Everything that she had done.

Who she was.

Why those purple flowers had been so familiar.

How she had planted them outside their foster home and used them before.

If only she had told him her plans for William…if only he had guessed…maybe he could have warned her…