Kings of Decay (The Winston Brothers Duet #1)

40. Willow

Chapter forty

Willow

I woke up in soft black sheets covered with a fluffy fleece blanket. The trip back to the cabin felt like a dream.

I was exhausted, my muscles ached, and all I could think was, why did I run away in the first place?

I was safe in bed, but I ran away.

Somehow, being with the brothers felt like the safest place in the world, even when I couldn't shake off the memories of him holding a knife against my skin or Ainsley's fingers forcing their way inside me. My lust and fear pulled me, running in opposite directions until I felt like I was going to explode.

I opened my eyes. Ainsley was sitting on the end of the bed, typing away on his phone. The blue glow illuminated the otherwise dark room.

Pearce was standing by the window, staring out into the night.

Both of them turned as I sat up. I realized then that I was naked. I held the blanket up to my chest. “You’re awake,” Ainsley said, placing his phone on the nightstand and standing up to face me.

“What happened?” I asked, feeling confused.

Pearce turned away from the window. “We found you in the snow,” he said, his voice low and rough.

I swallowed hard, remembering my failed attempt to escape. “Oh,” I whispered, my eyes cast downward. "Yeah, I remember."

Ainsley came to sit next to me, lifting my chin with his hand so that our eyes met.

"We're not going to hurt you, Willow. We promise. As long as you do what we say, you're safe here with us."

I nodded, unable to find the words to respond. I wasn't sure I believed him, but I wanted to. I wanted to believe that these two men, who had kidnapped me and used my body, could somehow be my protectors.

Pearce sat down on the other side of me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me close. I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

There was a long pause.

"How?" I whispered.

"How what?" Pearce asked.

"How do both of you do this? You're not normal."

Ainsley let out a bitter laugh. "No, not at all."

Curiosity tugged at me. I wanted to know more about them. I wanted to see all of them. Their dark and their light, whatever tiny specks of it were left in their black hearts. I glanced up, meeting Ainsley's gaze. His eyes were a mirror to his brother's, cold and distant. The silence stretched between us.

"Fine," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. "We're not normal...but we're not animals either. We still have souls."

I looked back down, feeling the weight of his words settling heavily on my shoulders. "Not animals, but you've both hurt me more times than I can count. What's your problem?"

"I'm really not in the mood for healing and hugging it out," Pearce interrupted. "Do you want to be with us or not?"

What did I want?

"I don't know," I admitted.

"Then don't decide," Ainsley said. He grabbed my hand. "We have nothing but time."

The Winston Brothers didn't seem like the calm, understanding type. Everything they said had an undercurrent of danger. Every compliment was edged with a threat.

Ainsley pulled me close, bringing me into a deep, passionate kiss.

I knew something was wrong with these men. Something deep and dark in the back of their minds. Why did that thrill me?

Maybe I was just as broken as them.

I surrendered to his kiss.

My hands moved up to tangle in his hair as I kissed him back just as fiercely. He pulled me closer, our bodies pressing together as we continued to devour each other.

Pearce didn't waste any time in joining us. He came up behind me, his hands moving up to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples.

I moaned into Ainsley's mouth at the feeling of his hands on me, my body already aching for more. "Yes," I sighed.

"We're going to take you, Willow," Ainsley promised through kisses. I felt the ever-increasing need to submit, the heat rising between my thighs. Desire like molten lava pulsed through my veins, coursing like a river through my body.

"Yes," I gasped, my chest heaving with need.

The Winston Brothers took control effortlessly, our bodies intertwined as they claimed me.

Pearce's hand moved down over my stomach to my pussy. He slipped two fingers against my clit and pushed them inside of me.

I was already wet for them.

"God, you're soaked, Willow," Ainsley murmured, his voice hot against my ear.

I moaned in response, unable to form words.

Pearce's rough hands moved down, gripping my hips. His fingers dug into my skin as he positioned himself behind me. I could feel his hardness pressed against the curve of my ass.

"Do you want us?" he asked, his breath hot on my neck.

"Yes, please," I begged.

I knelt over Ainsley, raising my ass for Pearce. He slapped his cock against my wet entrance.

"Look at me, baby," Ainsley said, holding my face in his hands. My eyes locked onto his as his brother's cock pushed into me. I gasped, my back arching in pleasure.

"Fuck, she's tight," Pearce groaned, his hips snapping forward.

Ainsley's grip on my face tightened, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. "Such a good girl," he praised.

I whimpered, my pussy clenching around Pearce's cock. I was overwhelmed by the sensation of both of them touching me. My body was hot and trembling, my nerves stretched thin and ready to snap.

"Yes, that's it. Take his cock," Ainsley praised.

I sucked on his thumb, tasting myself on him.

"Fuck," Pearce grunted. "You like this, Willow. You want us. You want both of us?"

"Yes!" I begged. I wanted to have them both inside of me like I'd dreamed. "Yes!"

Pearce pulled his cock out so I could lower myself onto Ainsley. His cock was just as big and thick.

A groan rumbled through my body. "Fuck!"

Pearce grinned, pushing me forward until I was flush against Ainsley's body. "Get ready, little mouse. This might hurt a bit."

The feeling of his cock pressing against my already stretched hole made me gasp.

"Shh, just relax," Ainsley said as he kissed my neck.

Pearce's cock head pushed into me slowly.

Both of their cocks were in my pussy, rubbing against each other's and filling me until I thought I would break. Pain shot through me, but it was overshadowed by a pleasure so strong that I couldn't form words.

I cried out, my breath hitching as the sensation became overwhelming.

Ainsley groaned, his grip on me tightening as he bucked his hips upward.

Pearce grabbed my hips to keep me in place as he thrust inside of me.

Their movements became frantic and rough as they claimed my body. My own hips moved in rhythm, losing myself in the sensations that coursed through me. It was the best pain I'd ever felt.

The brothers alternated their thrusts, both of them pounding me like wild beasts.

"Yes, take it." Pearce groaned.

"You like both of our cocks inside you?" Ainsley taunted.

My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn't speak. I couldn't think. I could only feel .

"We're gonna fill you up," Pearce said.

Ainsley shuddered as his cock rubbed against his stepbrother's. "Fuck," he chuckled. "I love playing house with you, Willow. You ready for my cum?"

"Both of us," Pearce added.

"Yes, oh God, yes!" I screamed. I rutted down onto Ainsley, rubbing my clit against him as they ravaged me. My eyes rolled. My toes curled. My nails dug deep into Ainsley's shoulders. "Harder," I demanded.

Ainsley and Pearce looked at me with hunger in their eyes, like I was their favorite meal.

"You heard her," Pearce growled, slamming into my dripping wet pussy like a man possessed.

"Oh, fuck!" I screamed, my eyes rolling back into my head as pleasure radiated from my hot core.

Their hands gripped me harder, leaving bruises on my bare hips.

I never knew that I’d like the feeling of being used up. I'd never felt so happy, so complete when they were both inside me.

Pearce let out a deep groan as his cock erupted inside of me. A moment later, Ainsley followed. I could feel him pulsing inside of me, filling me with his hot cum and mixing with Pearce's fluids.

The three of us collapsed on top of the sheets, our sweat glistening in the dim light.

"Oh, God." I sighed.

"That's right, Willow," Pearce whispered in my ear from behind. "We are your Gods now. Your Kings. And you're our Queen."

I leaned my head back against his shoulder. A shiver ran over my body. I felt completely used, but in a way that made me feel more alive than ever before.

I had been dominated, taken, and possessed in a way that I had only dreamed of.

I knew that I would never be the same again.