Page 35 of Flesh & Divinity

“He’ll kill me if I go back,” I mutter beneath my breath. Now he knows the truth about who I am, if I was to return, I wouldn’t survive.

“I’m so sorry, Cinder.” For the first time since arriving here, I hear pain in boyfriend—Duke’s voice. This time when I push back, he allows it. I look up to see brother— Prince Jaq and daddy—Prince Gus standing on either side of him. They all look devastated and guilt ridden.

My brows raise. “Even though you know the truth, you’re stuck here,” I state.

He inhales sharply then shrugs his shoulders. “Not for long.” His answer stuns me.

“We’re keeping you,” Jaq says earnestly.

“What they mean is, our freedom isn’t worth it if we don’t have you, Cinder. You may not believe us but we all fell for you despite believing the lie we were told.” Gus’s confession slams into me like a boulder. I run my gaze over the three of them and take in the sight of the three men before me in astonishment. This island has changed them, that much is clear from the hardened look in their eyes. I’ve seen portraits of the princes, but not Duke. There is no picture of him hanging in the castle.

This island has aged them in ways I can only empathize with. I see the strain in their eyes and it breaks my heart. They have lived in this hell all because of a lie their greedy fuck of a father told.

“You would remain on this island… for me?” I press.

The three of them nod without hesitation. “For now,” Gus adds.

“I’m sorry, the lie we were told⁠—”

I cut Jaq off before he can finish. “You can make it up to me.” The three of them instantly stand taller and the anguished looks vanish. I bite back my smirk.

Am I mad that they believed the worst of me? Yes.

Am I going to leave them to rot on this fucking island? Fuck, no!

“How can we do that, Cinder Soot?” Duke’s voice is filled with hunger and it sends fire flowing through my veins.

Will my hunger for them ever lessen?

When Daddy moves around me and plasters his chest against my back, I gasp, which quickly turns into a moan when he reaches around and grips the front of my throat, tilting my head back. I stare up at him and feel my core clenching at the devilish look in his eyes.

The second he dips his head and I feel his lips pressed against mine for the first time, I nearly combust. The taste of him invading my senses has me drowning in need. I break the kiss when I feel hands gripping my waist. I look ahead to find Jaq looking down at me with a dark look in his eyes that has me trembling with need.

I grip the front of his shirt and pull him down, meshing my lips to his, then moan into his mouth. His tongue dances with mine until he takes the lead and I surrender to his control. Daddy shifts his hold and cups my tits through my shirt. How I can be this turned on and starving for them after only being fucked a few hours earlier is beyond me.

His hand glides down my front and pushes inside my pants. I break Jaq and my kiss when he slides a finger through my wet folds and circles my clit.

“Hmmmmm,” he groans in my ear. “I’m going to devour this pussy.” His crass words have me panting. Jaq steps back and that’s when I see Duke sitting in the single chair, naked with his cock in his hand, a hooded look in his eyes.

“We’re going to show you how we apologize.” Duke’s tone is gruff and edged with pain. I watch as Jaq drops to his knees in front of him and smacks his hand away, only to replace it with his own before he sucks him into his mouth, making Duke hiss.

His eyes are locked onto mine and something about watching him get his dick sucked while Daddy is fingering my pussy is fucking erotic and hot as hell.

Daddy shifts and pushes me back until my back is against the wall, then drops to his knees before me, tugs my pants off, then runs his nose along my slit, inhaling.

“I can’t wait to taste me and Duke.” Daddy’s words take a second to register. It’s only when he hooks one of my legs over his shoulder, then buries his face in my cunt, pushing his tongue inside me that I understand. He’s sucking his and Duke’s cum right out of me and that notion has me hot all over. I tangle my fingers in his thick black hair and grind down on his tongue while keeping my gaze on Duke.

I gasp when Duke growls, fists Jaq’s hair, then starts really fucking his mouth. He looks like a savage, unhinged and fucking deadly.

“Suck my cock harder, like a good slut.” Hearing him call Jaq a slut has me crying out. Daddy sucks my clit into his mouth and I fucking scream. Holy shit, I can’t handle this. It’s too much yet not enough at the same time. “Make the whore come on your face, daddy.” I fucking detonate, the orgasm rocking me to my fucking core. Hearing Duke say daddy was more than I could withstand. I lose all control of my motor functions and body as I surrender to the pleasure rolling through me like a wave cresting on the shore.

I’m not even fully coherent when daddy stands, grabs my arm and drags me across the room. He stops beside the chair Duke is on. I gasp when I see Jaq stand and push his pants down.

“Hands out,” daddy snaps. I grip the armrest of the chair. He pushes me forward until I’m bent over. “Watch them fuck while I remind you who the fuck this pussy belongs to.” His dirty mouth has me moaning and my pussy trembling with need.

“Fuck!” I flick my eyes up to see Duke’s cock slowly disappearing inside Jaq’s ass. “Ride me reverse cowboy, baby,” Jaq moans and widens his legs so he is hooked on either side of Duke’s and obeys his man’s demand. I cry out when daddy slams into my cunt, pushing me forward. Jaq isn’t deterred as he bounces up and down on Duke. The latter looks over at me and smirks darkly before he leans forward and claims my lips in a heated kiss, swallowing my moans.

“This pussy is ours!” daddy shouts.