Page 220 of Sincerely, Butterfly

My girl. My Lola. Mine!

“Take it, Lola,” I grunt. “Take my cock, swallow my cum.”

My thrusts grow choppy, my orgasm rushing to the surface. When I cum, I hold her back down on my cock and let out a long, loud groan as I spill down her throat.

She does her best to swallow everything I give her, but it’s too much, and she can't breathe.

Pulling her off my cock, she gasps for air, coughing as cum dribbles down the side of her mouth.

“You’re such a fucking mess,” I say in awe. Her eyes are red-rimmed and watery, her lips swollen from the abuse, but the smile she gives me is my undoing.

With a snarl, I yank her into my lap and kiss her like a starving man. She whimpers as I suck my cum from her tongue, licking into her mouth and tasting myself on her.

Ripping my lips from hers, we both pant heavily. “You are ours, Nola. Do you understand that?”

She nods frantically.

“Anyone who looks at you the wrong way will fucking lose their life. We are not nice people, we are fucking monsters. But we will never truly hurt you. You are safe with us; it’s everyone else who has to worry. We gave you a chance to run, but that's long gone now. We’re never letting you go again. Do not lie to us. Do not keep things from us. Do you understand?”

She nods. “I promise.”

“We are a team, a family. You don’t do anything alone.”

“I understand.” She nods, tears still trailing down her cheeks.

“Did you mean what you said, about helping us shift the attention elsewhere?”

She nods again. “Anything you need, I’ll do it.”

Pulling her into my lap, I wrap my arms around her. She curls up against me, laying her head against my chest.

This feels right, like she belongs here, with me, with us.

I will never let her go. She’s mine. I’ve missed enough time with her, no more.

“Guess we have some work to do, boys. What do you say, how about we put a big dog down?”

CHAPTER

THIRTY-FIVE

NOLA

“Stop staring at me,”I mutter to my best friend as she practically vibrates in her seat.

“I can’t.” She grins. “You two are just so damn cute!”

Sylas wraps his arms around me tighter, burying his face into my hair. I melt against him, loving every moment of his touch. I can’t get enough of them. It’s like I have to be touching one of them at all times.

They don’t seem to mind. Since yesterday, I’ve either been sitting on their laps, in their arms, or on their cocks. Honestly, life is pretty fucking perfect right now. Way better than I could have ever imagined.

They like to say they’re these big bad monsters, but other than their sexual preferences, they’re just big old teddy bears. Teddy bears that will kill you for just looking at me too long. But they’re nice to me, so that's all that matters.

I’m loving this side of them. They’re so different from the guys I’ve gotten to know from watching from afar.

It reminds me of the boys they used to be, before life swallowed them whole and tossed them into a messed-up world.

We’re sitting at one of the picnic tables having a bite to eat before our next class, with me sitting on Sylas’ lap.