Advent Calendar For Reverse Harem Readers
Purgatory (Devil Dogs of the Apocalypse, Book 1) by Nicole Visconti
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“Mmmm, don’t you just love it when she begs? Aching for release?” Cole asks. His light touches continue, moving closer and closer to where I want him, barely ghosting over and around the area. I swear when they finally touch me, I’m going to explode, they’re winding me up that much.
“She’s so good at it too. If only she were on her knees begging us. Fuck, I might just come from the thought of it,” Hawk grinds out and I yelp as he pinches and pulls at my nipples. I can’t seem to keep my body still. I’m shaking uncontrollably at the suspense. It’s starting to hurt—how much I want them to touch me, to fuck me—and a desperate little whine creeps out of my mouth. The sound only makes Cole’s lips twitch up into a smirk again.
“Only good girls get rewarded. You know what I want to hear. What we all know to be true but need you to voice the truth out loud, for your sakes as well as ours.”
I look at both of them in the mirror. He’s right. I know what they want from me. What I need to admit to myself. It’s easier said than done.
“I can’t… It’s not that easy….” I shake my head, trying to look away, but Cole won’t accept my answer.
“Can’t or won’t? Do you know what you do to us? To all of us? I dream about burying myself inside your dripping wet cunt morning, noon, and night. I picture us now, and in the future, and every time and space I conjure you there you are looking absolutely fucking gorgeous.” His eyes burn into mine, the seriousness behind them grounding me in the moment. “I’m gonna remind you of that fact every damn day I have left on this Earth cause that’s what you are. Fucking. Gorgeous. Now say it! And make us believe you when you do.”
Willing to overcome, I steady myself, take a deep breath and utter the words that have never left my mouth before.
“I’m beautiful…,” I whisper softly into the air between us, hoping my small response is enough.
Cole cocks his head to the side, offended by my meager response. “Um, excuse me, what was that? I couldn’t hear you through all the negativity in the air. The bullshit is messing with my eardrums. Could you repeat that?”
“I’m beautiful,” I say a bit louder. It’s still not enough though. It’s evident when Cole moves next to Hawk, grabs my hair and pulls my head back, forcing me to look at my reflection and his determined eyes in the mirror.
“Feel the words, Aly. Make them your bitch. Own them and you become them. Say the words and make us fucking believe you when you—”
“I’m beautiful!” I shout at the top of my lungs. Such simple words should be easy to say but they are everything to me. Cole takes my face gently in his hands, still staring at me through the mirror. Reverently now. “Yes, you fucking are. You’re a goddamn vision and you know what else? You’re ours. Ours. Never forget that.” At my nodding response he moves back in front of me, taking my lips viciously with his and sliding his fingers right where I want them.
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