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Vile Boys: Prologue

Crystal

“You will take all of me, every piercing and every throbbing inch,” Ares groans, slowly lowering me onto his length. “And when I am done with you, they will have their way with you.”

I glance down at Caleb and Blaine, as their two tongues roll around us both, their fingers flicking across my most sensitive spots.

But it is Ares’s grip on my body that turns me meek.

“Everyone will see, and everyone will know what a filthy girl you are,” Ares whispers. “And you will do it all for me.”

I can’t think, can’t even breathe as these boys, these killers, drive me to the edge of insanity.

Each touch, each kiss, each thrust makes me stray further and further into their depraved claws.

“Because you’re my fucking good girl, aren’t you?” Ares murmurs as he sinks deeper into me until my entire body begins to shiver. “Say it.”

Even if I denied it, I know deep down in my heart it’s true.

I never imagined I would willingly give myself to killers like them. These boys have corrupted every inch of my heart until nothing but sweet, delicious hatred was left.

Hatred for how badly I want them to own me.

So let it fucking flow.

“I’m your good girl.”

I can feel him smile against my ear as my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. “Now let your God take you to purgatory.”

Someday, they will know my wrath.

Even if I want to beg them to use me, even if I crave nothing more than their fingers on my slit while being denied over and over, even when I come so hard I can feel myself ascending into heaven … hatred is the only thing I’ll carry with me.

To the end.


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