Chapter 18

DIAMOND
I don’t know why I’m doing this, but I think it’s the best way to make them leave me be so I can be out of their heads. They want me; I’m giving them the will to do whatever they want with me, like a prey surrendering to its predator.
 
I’m tired of everything. The fight. The tremors that come with being bullied by them. I still can’t tell why they are doing this.
 
Is it even important to know? They should just fucking get done with me and move on. I can’t seem to even go against them; no one can go against them.
 
They are new, but they hold all the authority. They are the richest and finest, with the latest and most expensive cars.
 
I watch as he stares at me with his sinister gaze. He looks confused because I’ve given up the fight, and that alone feels like an attack on his heart.
 
“I will make you beg me to fuck you.” He whispers. I feel the vibration of his tone in my stomach, and it fucking curls.
 
“I won’t beg. Just do what you want with me.” I stare at his wet lips.
 
“Is that a fucking dare?” He grins as a tic jolts around his chin.
 
“It’s not. It’s a fact.” I smirk at him; the color of his eyes is not the same anymore as he curls his lips, and his dominance wraps around his voice.
 
“Open for me, Dia.” The way he shortens my name makes my toes curl, and I don’t fucking let myself react to that; if not, I might lose control.
 
I spread my legs apart on the bed, and he comes closer, pulling my leg to the end of the bed so he can stay out of it and do fucking shit with me.
 
“I’m going to finger you badly till you beg for more.” He holds one of my thighs up, and he digs two fingers into my core. Just then, I realize that I’ve been wet. So fucking wet.
 
How the fuck did I get so wet when he hadn’t even touched me?
 
“Fuck, where is this flood coming from?” He grunts, his finger digging in slowly. And his dirty words keep getting my body to react differently.
 
“Can you stop talking and do whatever you want with me in fucking silence?” I growl, biting my lips, so I moan down and run out of them.
 
“I told you, don’t you fucking dare tell me what to do. Why do you want me to fuck you and just get done with you? So you can fucking be? You think you will be free after we’ve fucked you?” He grabs my cheek in his hand, and his finger digs into my skin painfully.
 
I want to growl or cry, but I don’t because that’s what he fucking wants, and I won’t fucking let him have it.
 
He is about to let go of my cheek when the door is thrown open and Harper and Waver walk in. My breathing picks up because I’m going to be so thoroughly fucked.
 
I wasn’t expecting them when I told Sebastian to fuck me and get done with me. But it might seem more wild now.
 
“Whoa, are you having our little mouse all to yourself?” Harper bites down his lips; he does it so hard that I fear it might start bleeding.
 
“Well, good thing we came on time. Our little mouse is right on the bed and looks ready to be fucked.” Weaver winks at me, and my thighs threaten to close up the moment he comes closer.
 
“Don’t fucking try to close those legs.” Sebastian grabs my thigh and pins it down.
 
“She is offering herself. She wants us to fuck her now and get done with her.” He twisted his lips in a mocking manner and let out a laugh. Harper and Weaver joined in the erupted loud laughter.
 
“Poor little mouse. You won’t tell us what to do. You want us to fuck you and get done with you? You want that, don’t you?” Harper narrows his eyes at me. His ways don’t look so pure, and I have no clue what he means by that question.
 
“ Yeah.” I whisper with a nod, and immediately he loosens his belt, takes down his zipper, and throws down his pants.
 
Fuck, I see his raw cock for the first time, and it’s so fucking huge, like that of Sebastian.
 
“We will give you what you want, little mouse.” He stinks out his tongue and curls it around his lips, then he hops into bed.
 
My heart is beating so fast now that I fear it might rip out of my chest. He twirls my hair in his hands as he stands on the bed; he is above me, and I can stare at his erection from below.
 
What is he about to do?
Is it he?
My thoughts zip up as soon as he presses my mouth open and runs his hard cock into my mouth. Damn from his position of his cock, I feel his cock deep in my throat, and I gag so fucking hard.
 
“Huhhhh… shit!” I’m only privileged to scream when he takes it out, and he smirks like the fucking devil he is.
 
“That’s just the beginning; you are getting more of this cock deep in your throat, and it’s happening today.” He squats down on my face, holding my cheek the same way Sebastian held it painfully a while ago.
 
“I think you are prepared for this little mouse. You should probably regret surrendering yourself.” He still squats in front of me, but he doesn’t dig his cock into my mouth this time; instead, he lowers his head down to my chest and grabs my nipples in his warm mouth.
 
I growl. Shit fucking moan, because it felt painful and pleasurable; the pleasure is more, but I don’t admit it.
 
I won’t fucking admit it. Not in this life-fucking time.