Without warning, I grab the flimsy purple fabric of her hunt dress and rip it clean off her body. The sound of tearing cloth echoes in the chamber as she stands before us, naked and trembling.
“Jesus,” I breathe, my eyes devouring every inch of exposed skin.
Her hands move to cover herself, but Ace is there instantly, catching her wrists and pulling them away from her body.
“Don’t hide from us,” he demands.
Keira’s chest rises and falls rapidly, her eyes darting between us. “What—” she swallows hard, “what are you going to do to me?”
I prowl closer, my gaze locked on her naked body like she’s the only prey that’s ever mattered. The controlled temperature of the Pit suddenly feels blazing hot against my skin.
“So many dirty things, little dancer,” I say, voice dropping to a growl. “First, I’m going to taste every inch of that gorgeous skin. Then I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth until you’re choking on me.”
Her chest rises and falls rapid-fire, a trapped bird.
“And then,” Ace continues, “we’ll take turns stretching you open, training that sweet as hell body to take both of us.”
I drag my thumb across her bottom lip, pressing hard enough to feel her teeth beneath. “I want to hear you scream until your voice breaks.”
“I want to feel you shatter around us,” Ace adds, voice velvet-smooth but eyes burning. “Repeatedly.”
“Your cunt, your ass, your mouth,” I growl, leaning so close my mask brushes her cheek. “We’re going to claim every hole you have.”
I feel Ace’s eyes on me, that silent communication we’ve perfected over years. He guides her backward until she bumps against the leather bench. In one fluid motion, he spins her, bending her forward over it.
“I’ll keep her still, brother,” Ace says, his voice cracking slightly as he grasps her wrists, pinning them above her head. “While you get a taste of what’s ours.”
The way he says brother sends electricity down my spine—that word has always been sacred between us. More than blood, more than family. Two halves of the same soul.
I drop to my knees behind her, hands gripping her thighs hard enough to bruise. The perfect curve of her ass is right there, and I spread her legs wider, exposing everything.
“Look at that,” I breathe, my voice barely human. “Fucking perfect.”
Ace holds her upper body immobile, his eyes meeting mine over the curve of her back. “Taste her,” he commands, voice tight with need. “Show her what happens when the hunt really begins.”
I drop to my knees behind her, spreading her thighs wider with my hands. Her pussy glistens in the red light—already wet for us. A growl rips from my throat at the sight.
“Look at you,” I rasp. “Fucking dripping already.”
Without warning, I lean forward and drag my tongue through her folds, tasting her for the first time. The flavor explodes across my tongue—sweet and tangy and perfect. My eyes roll back.
“Fuck,” I groan against her. “You taste even better than I imagined.”
Her body jerks in Ace’s grip as I dive back in, devouring her like a starving man. I lick and suck at her cunt with zero patience, zero finesse—just raw, animal hunger. My hands grip her ass, spreading her wider, exposing everything to my mouth.
She whimpers, her hips fighting to move against Ace’s restraining hold. The sound shoots straight to my cock. I want more—need more.
I focus my attention on her clit, circling it with my tongue before capturing it gently between my teeth. Just enough pressure to make her feel it.
“Oh god,” she cries out, her whole body shuddering.
I do it again, adding the slightest pressure with my teeth while flicking my tongue against the sensitive bud. Her legs start trembling, trying to close around my head.
“Stay. Open.” I growl, forcing her thighs apart again.
I slide two fingers inside her while I continue my assault on her clit, curling them to find that spot that’ll make her scream. When I hit it, she bucks so hard Ace has to tighten his grip on her wrists.
“Please,” she moans. “Please don’t stop.”