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I’m not scared; I’m seduced.
On my left, Nick guards me, and on my right, stands Zar.
Leaving David with bloody spit dripping over his gag and standing in a puddle of his piss, Jace turns and walks my way.
Lifting my left hand, he kisses my bare wedding finger before he guides me to join him, steps in front of our captive.
I know what Jace is doing. He’s giving me my first dose of the drug. The addiction he and his brothers have to vigilante justice. He wants me to do this. Moreso, he wants me to relish this.
It’s power.
It’s intoxicating.
Jace moves to stand behind me. Wrapping his hand around my waist, he pulls me against him, and I stifle a gasp, feeling how hard he is for this, so thick and demanding.
Oh my god, Jace is a savage.
And I’m loving it.
“Now, my queen”—his fingertips softly trail down my throat—“tell the little boy why he’s my bitch.”
I glare at David, who’s watching Jace begin his feast on my neck. Possessively kissing, licking, biting. Jace asked me to wear my hair in a ponytail for him today, and now I know why.
He’s making goose bumps bloom over my flesh.
I open my neck, letting Jace devour me as I glare at David. “You’re here, little boy, for that video you took of me without my consent. As you can see, I asked my man and his crew to take it back.”
I’m wearing a soft cotton T-shirt minidress. One of a dozen I own. This one is fitted. It’s pure white and pure revenge as Jace’s claim makes my nipples pearl so hard beneath its tight fabric.
My pussy rouses, revengeful, knowing David is witnessing the effect Jace has on me.
An effect he never had.
I try to focus, but it’s hard. Hard like Jace’s massive cock, rutting into my backside as his possessive hand reaches around, teasing my nipples right in front of my evil ex. “He… he… fuck, my king.” I sigh for Jace. “You’re making my pussy so wet.”
“Whose pussy?” Jace pinches my nipple, and I gasp.
“Your pussy, my king.”
“That’s right.” Jace rubs the aching flesh he just pinched. “Now tell the little bitch boy what we did for my queen.”
Payback and passion thrum in my veins.
I make David behold the lust in my eyes for Jace’s control as I tell him, “They secured the servers housing an illegally obtained image of me. One taken with the intent to cause me physical, emotional, economic, and reputational harm.”
I know the law as much as I know my pussy tingles for Jace. He won’t stop devouring my neck and playing with my nipples.
Lifting the hem of my dress, he plunges his hand underneath my white cotton panties, rousing my clit and courage.
I moan as Jace starts to finger fuck me right in front of David because I want him to. Stepping my legs farther apart, I shamelessly ride Jace’s hand while I grind my ass against his hard cock, making him groan over my flesh.
“See, little boy,” I taunt David, “this is how arealman does it. He gives, and he doesn’t take. He loves, and he doesn’t hurt.”
David yells something garbled, but I can’t hear it over Jace’s moan as he pinches my nipple with one hand and strums my hard clit with the other.
“Oh fuck yes,” I rasp, “and he fucks you like this. So good and with no shame. It’s all consent, all pleasure because this ishiscunt. It belongs tohim.”
I reach down, tugging my panties aside so David can suffer, seeing how Jace is claiming my pussy. How he’s plunging two fingers inside me.
