Ours to Ruin, page 22
“When are you coming here, brother? There’s no fun in fucking and fucking up piscín without you.” Ezra snickered at Roy’s question.
“You have already fucked her up so bad; I can tell by the way she cried. If she’s actually pregnant, just break a few more of her bones before I get there and we can figure out the safest way to thrash a pregnant woman,” Ezra joked, laughing along with Roy.
“I already tried to break a few of her bones, but then I remembered you enjoy breaking her bones, so when you come here, there’ll still be bones left for you. That’s why I’m focusing on slicing and stabbing only.” Roy grinned.
Ezra chuckled before the call ended.
They were both insane psychos.
Roy set me free and pulled me to the edge of the bed by my legs, trapping me with him on top.
There was a knock on the door just as Roy buried his head in my chest and bit my nipple. I shook my head in disagreement when his fingers teased my clit and slipped inside me. As he curled his fingers inside me and pushed them in deeper, I struggled to express my defiance, gasping visibly when he stretched my legs wider and blew air over my core. I was taking deep breaths, trying to suppress my moans.
Suddenly, he backed off, untied me and brought me a black thong, a bralette, and a dress. As he pulled the underwear up my legs, I quickly put on my bralette and then he helped me into the dress.
“What if I push you into the water with my pet sharks? You will enjoy swimming with them.” Roy had a playful smirk on his face as he buttoned up my dress and gave my ass a light smack. He kissed my head and dragged me out of our room.
I seriously had to learn when Roy was in a good or bad mood, so I knew how to respond to his questions.
I was so exhausted from the constant beating that I didn’t pay attention to what he said until we reached the waters of their private beach. The water was crystal clear, so clean that I could see two sharks gracefully swimming through the depths as Roy swiftly stripped off his clothes and dove in.
“Roy,” I screamed, seeing him swim toward the great white sharks.
Chapter Forty-Seven
Veronica
I was taken aback for a while watching Roy enjoy his swim with those sharks. But then, I came to the realization that Roy was far from being a normal human. So, of course, he wasn’t scared of sharks.
Roy and Ezra fell way outside of the human vicinity scale. They were total anomalies. Monsters were still the same old beastly creatures. Monsters seemed saintly compared to Roy and Ezra.
He vanished underwater and I was looking for him when someone tapped my shoulder, and I freaked out seeing it was Roy.
When did he get out of the water?
He quickly peeled off my dress and undergarments, leaving me completely bare in front of him. Just as he was about to throw me in the water, I locked my legs and hands around him and clung to him tighter and shook my head in denial.
I wasn’t about to risk my life swimming with two sharks. The two terrestrial shark-brothers in my life already scared the heck out of me. Roy laughed and jumped into the water with me still in his arms while I begged and cried, yelling at him to let me go.
“They’d attack you in a heartbeat if I draw your blood now,” he said.
I got the message behind those words. It was a warning for me to not wiggle much or he was going to beat me up.
“Roy, please.” I cried my eyes out and held onto him tightly, eyes shut, as he swam toward the sharks.
He cracked up as we entered a spooky, pitch-black tunnel.
Roy was fast when he paddled toward the panel and hit a button, and, whoa, just like that, a rock-like barricade shot up and separated us from the water.
It was just like what I saw in The Man with the Golden Gun. Me, Bolanle, and Dr. Shreta watched this movie together.
That night, we watched a bunch of James Bond movies like Moonraker, Octopussy, Diamonds Are Forever, Never Say Never Again, From Russia with Love, and more. By the end of the night, Dr. Shreta had us all smitten with that British spy.
“Damn, that’s a James Bond replica,” I said in disbelief as Roy pushed my hair back and pulled me closer.
“Doctor Shreta is definitely a good influence, despite being under bad influence at the moment.” He chuckled as we stayed there, surrounded by peaceful silence.
I didn’t realize how long I had been in the water until my skin turned pruney, and I clung to Roy as he swam toward the shore with me in his arms. Pulling me out of the water, he put his robe on me and wrapped a towel around his torso.
We were walking back to our room, leaving wet footprints everywhere, when suddenly Roy cornered me and pinned me to a wall nearby.
“If you had to choose, who would you pick, piscín?” My eyes widened, trying to comprehend his question and then realizing it might be a trick.
I worried that, if I mentioned Ezra, he would flip out and maybe even kill me for not picking him. I didn’t honestly prefer one over the other. But since Ezra wasn’t here, I had to stick with Roy to avoid getting battered brutally.
“Y-You,” I blurted out. In the next second, he twisted my neck and smashed my nose into the wall. Then he choked me with his hands before backhanding me, sending me flying across the floor.
I wiped the blood from my mouth and nose while Roy tied a rope around my waist and looped it over my shoulder.
“We both fuck you together, love you together, and screw this body together, and you fucking choose only me? You ungrateful bitch. My brother would be devastated hearing this,” he sneered, and I realized he was back at playing sick games and wouldn’t stop until he had his fun.
He pulled on the rope around my throat like I was a dog on a leash, forcing me to the floor on all fours. I wasn’t some dog to be treated like that. I could barely move my limbs and my head was throbbing from getting slammed.
The sound of his wicked laughter filled the air as he tugged on the rope and started walking, compelling me to crawl on all fours, like I was his pet.
He kept twirling the rope and making me spin in circles again and again with it, which made my whole body ache.
He was such a twisted sadist.
Ezra would only punish me and make my life miserable when he thought I had done something wrong or crossed him, but Roy would look for excuses to torture me. He was such a conniving jackass that if he couldn’t find a reason to hurt me, he’d make sure I messed up and made blunders so he could punish me.
Ezra never did that. He’d always warn me and set limits, which he would tweak also, just so he wouldn’t have to hit me for no reason. But he would always support Roy if Roy brought up a silly, trivial mistake of mine, even though he would never partake in Roy’s torment.
As long as they didn’t think I betrayed them, I was safe. Ezra only showed up when Roy revealed his new ideas for using my body for their pleasure and got him excited while punishing me.
He carelessly walked through the corridors, deliberately, while I spiraled on the floor, but he didn’t stop. He kept walking with the rope in his hands.
When he walked into our room, he got on his knees, grabbed my face, and made me look at him.
“Want me to carry you, piscín?” he asked, wiping the blood from my mouth as I struggled to keep my eyes open.
I gave him a quick nod, silently asking him to carry me.
“If I do you a favor, you gotta do one back,” he said, smearing the blood on my face with his hands and making an even bigger mess.
I nodded, and then he pulled me up and carried me to the bathroom. He removed the robe from my body and leaned me over the stool, placing my hands on it.
First, he fixed my nose and then made me gargle with diluted Betadine.
Once he finished, he tossed his towel and pulled me toward him, pressing my head down toward his rigid erection. He didn’t even give me a chance to prepare as he just shoved his dick in my mouth and pulled my hair, making me start right away.
“Time to return the favor, piscín.” I swirled my tongue around his shaft and started sucking hard while massaging his balls and slowly taking him deeper inside my mouth.
He grunted and spread his legs wider, pulling my face closer as I licked and sucked his cock. His hips thrust harder, plunging his length deeper.
I was still sucking him off and making his dick all wet with my saliva when I got this bone-chilling feeling and realized there was someone standing behind me.
Roy’s fingers dug into my hair, and he grinned when someone roughly grabbed my ass, their fingers tracing my wet folds that twitched with need in response to the gentle caress.
“Fuck, piscín. We have taught you well.” Roy groaned as I glided my tongue along his dick, which was getting bigger in my mouth. I got a hard smack on my butt that made me choke on Roy’s dick while he moaned in ecstasy.
“Mind if I join?”
Chapter Forty-Eight
Veronica
When this person stuck his fingers inside my pussy, I knew it was Ezra.
“You weren’t supposed to be back until next week.” Roy’s voice was strained with pleasure as he guided my mouth along his shaft, filling it completely with his cock. “Look how beautiful you look with my dick between your lips piscín,” I could feel him deep in my throat.
Ezra walked in front of me and eyed me while I ran my tongue around the base of Roy’s cock and fisted his balls, amassing a guttural moan from him.
“I missed you both very, very much,” Ezra said, discarding his pants. My eyes widened at his comment.
He had missed me.
“Butchered?” Roy grunted, pulling at my hair, throwing his head backward as I sucked his cock and bobbed my mouth over it while kneading his balls.
Ezra got behind me and positioned himself at my pulsing entrance, sliding his dick over my slit, making me moan on Roy’s cock. I gasped, feeling him enter me in one feral thrust, his fingers teasing my pebbled nipples as his tongue traced patterns along my back.
I moaned, scraping my teeth against Roy’s cock when both of them went rough and started thrusting harder. Their poundings fast and magnified as Roy yanked my hair. I sank my pelvis and sucked harder on Roy’s dick while Ezra’s fingers reached between my folds and circled my clit. His touch alone was enough to make me climax, my body trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through me.
“He got away before I could reach his hideout,” Ezra growled, pulling out, and Roy followed suit.
“On all fours,” Ezra commanded, and I quickly complied, raising my ass just how he liked.
“Brother, what I’m suggesting will be way more fun,” Roy said, kissing my cheeks.
Ezra raised an eyebrow but nodded.
“Do it,” Roy ordered me, and I flipped onto my back, spreading my arms overhead and stretching my legs out a bit.
They stood above me, one of each of their legs between my thighs, eyes glued to my pussy.
“Is this what I taught you, piscín?” Roy gritted, and I instantly stretched my legs wider for them.
They started jerking themselves off over my body, pumping their dicks in hard strokes.
“Touch our pussy, piscín,” Roy sneered, rubbing his tip faster. Something about them getting off to my body set off another orgasm exploding through me as I touched my clit and started moving my fingers along my folds, moaning their names. They both looked down at where my fingers disappeared into my pussy and howled, working their hands over their dicks faster.
I couldn’t take my eyes off them when I felt their load splatter on my belly, which triggered another orgasm that ripped through my body.
“Baby.” Roy’s breathy voice reached my ears, and I glanced at him. I pulled my fingers out and traced them up to my belly, collecting their combined cum and bringing it to my lips, understanding his unsaid demand.
“Such a good girl,” He grinned, watching me lick their release off my fingers and suck on my thumb just like he had taught me.
Once he was satisfied, he yanked my hair and brought me to my knees. He pulled my tongue out while my mouth was wide open. They got back to stroking their dicks and blew their release all over my face and tongue. The tips of their cocks touching my flattened tongue.
Ezra pulled me up, and both of them let out moans of pure elation.
I quickly wrapped my legs around him as he picked me up.
I was startled for a minute when he smothered my face with sloppy kisses until his lips finally met mine. The kiss was so desperate and heated that I grabbed his hair and kissed him back just as passionately.
Roy was all over me, giving me kisses from my shoulder down to my butt. “You know you’re in love when you kiss her ass,” he joked.
I let out a sigh of relief, pressing my head against Ezra’s chest as he carried me outside the bathroom and tossed me onto the soft bed.
Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I was jolted awake by a harsh smack on my ass.
“We have yet to fill this pussy and ass, piscín.”
I heard hazy whispers as Ezra’s rough hands tightened around my naked body, pulling me closer to him.
“You think he is the same Rafferty?” At that remark, my dizziness vanished. I kept breathing like I was asleep to eavesdrop on their conversation.
The whole room reeked of Ezra’s favorite cigar, Mayan Sicars.
I could tell he was holding the cigar in one hand and blowing out smoke while his other hand caressed my navel. Roy had his hands on my thighs, drawing patterns.
“When do you plan on smoking that Gurkha Royal Courtesan Cigar? I got that from an auction for you,” Roy asked.
Were auctions a thing for rich people to get cigars? Didn’t we find cigars for a few dollars?
“Doesn’t matter if he’s not the same Rafferty, he’s gotta die anyway. Because his name is Rafferty. Simple,” Ezra spoke, kissing my abdomen.
All three of us were naked under the sheets.
“I want him to turn out to be piscín’s Rafferty. Fucking her after cutting off his dick in front of her will be a whole new turn on.” Roy grinned.
“Rafferty?” I shrieked, backing away from them, taking in deep breaths as Roy mentioned his plans about Rafferty.
Why kill him when I was already theirs? He was my companion. He had my back at the whorehouse when nobody else did.
“Didn’t I tell you she still thinks of Rafferty and loves him? You didn’t believe me,” Roy spoke, nuzzling my cheeks. I thought my skin would be sliced off by now, but Ezra didn’t say anything.
“I-I-” Ezra put his fingers on my lips to shush me.
“Loving someone is not wrong, piscín.” He pulled me down under him.
“I d-don’t, pl-please be-believe me,” I whimpered, watching them both hover above me.
They had shattered my ability to love anyone else. Ezra opened the drawer next to the bed and took something out.
It was a device. A device used to pierce skin.
I was already trying to get out of bed. It didn’t matter that I was naked. Right now, I just wanted to run.
Before I could get down, Roy wrapped his arms around my throat and forcefully pulled out my tongue.
I started crying, desperately trying to break free from his grip when he backhanded me, causing me to fall onto the bed. He yanked me up by my hair and grabbed my jaw.
“Didn’t I tell you, you can’t hit her like that?” Ezra snapped.
“Oh, I am so forgetful,” he mocked dramatically.
Roy forced me to look at him and before I knew it, my head was slammed against the bedpost and he smacked me again.
“Now that you’re here, I can’t slap her anymore. So next time she messes up, I won’t slap her because I already did it in advance.” Both of them burst out laughing.
I tried sneaking to the bathroom while they were laughing, but Ezra hauled me back on the bed, clutched open my mouth, and jabbed the spiky device in my tongue, but didn’t let it go all the way through.
They both then climbed out of bed, leaving me all by myself, while I desperately signed for them to remove the thing from my tongue.
“Roy, I’m finished. It’s up to you if you want to slice her tongue off. Just bring her down after you are done, but don’t bring her naked. I saw you had her naked for the past two days,” Ezra snickered as he left the room.
Roy sat on the couch and scratched the back of his head.
“I didn’t tell Ezra that you didn’t pick him. Plus, this week you have four strikes, so I was thinking maybe I should just slash your tongue open, like my brother suggested, or maybe you could do something to make it up to me and please me?” he suggested, pointing toward his stiff hard-on. I knew begging wouldn’t do anything.
“I’ll give you anything you want and you can do whatever you want to my body. Just don’t tell Ezra and don’t use this device on my tongue, please,” I gestured, realizing I was making a deal with the devil.
Just as we were getting closer to the dining hall, I could hear a woman shouting in the distance. After I had made it up to him to save myself, Roy dressed me and now we were making our way to Ezra, who seemed incredibly enraged.
“She is fucking worthless. She started speaking a few days ago after you dropped thousands on her therapy. And who do you think you are, killing Amanda and Rebecca over some dumb, mute bitch? We don’t need a mute bride to represent the Donovans. My decision is final.” Madam Evelet sounded really pissed. She was the epitome of she-devil disguised in human skin.
I wasn’t responsible for anyone’s death. She should accept that her sons were grim reapers and the mere whiff of blood enticed them to kill. I was just one of their victims they had taken a liking to. That’s it. I had tears brimming my vision already.
“Mom, you don’t know the money we could make if we start selling porn videos of our threesomes. Piscín’s moans are a whole new level of turn-on. Sadly, you cannot watch us fucking our piscín. Your sons and daughter-in-law could defeat the most proficient porn stars out there if we would broadcast our porn films, so don’t humiliate our piscín,” Roy claimed, grabbing a seat as he pulled me over his lap. I was uncomfortably perched there with my pussy pressed against his dick when Madam Evelet gave me a death stare.
