“You’re more similar to us than you care to admit, Little Ghost,” Aiden says. “We saw the gleeful look in your eyes when the Holts’ house went up in flames after what Nate did to you.”
While Lex holds me in place, Eli plucks out a strand of my hair and wraps it around his finger so tightly that it turns the tip white.
“Evil can only surround a person for so long until it taints them,” Eli says. “We see you, Little Ghost. You act like a good girl, but I’ve seen how your thighs clench when we touch you.”
I blush as Lex strokes my arm with surprising tenderness.
“See?” Eli says. “You enjoy playing with monsters. You haven’t been locked in an asylum, but you’ve lived under an evil tyrant for your entire life. We can set you free.”
“I don’t want to be like you,” I say.
“Not yet, anyway,” Aiden says. “But we’re not going anywhere. You’re our property, and now you’ve seen our faces, it’s time we claimed you for good.”
I shut my eyes as Aiden licks across my brow, tasting the bead of sweat that’s pooled there. He undoes the buttons on my dress and lets the front fall open.
“Look at our marks on her body,” Aiden says. His hot hands slip into my bra and squeeze my nipple hard. I whimper, but he doesn’t reduce the pressure, only pinching harder. The pain sends a warm tingle down between my thighs. “We don’t share, Little Ghost. We refuse to.”
I moan as rough fingers slip between my legs, kneading my delicate flesh. Their touch is gentle until they yank my panties down violently, leaving me fully exposed.
“Open your eyes when I’m speaking to you, Little Ghost,” Aiden orders.
I squeeze my eyes shut tighter.
He slaps me across the face.
My cheek stings as I open my eyes from the shock. Aiden glowers at me, a mixture of hatred and lust locked in his stare.
“Let her go,” he commands Lex, then addresses me. “I have something else to show you.”
I try to cover myself, but Aiden bats my hands away, eyeing my pussy hungrily.
“Never hide from us,” he says. “Look at the screen,”
I brace myself, expecting to see another torture scene. Instead, my bedroom appears on multiple screens from different angles.
“Watch,” Lex purrs. “Watch what they do to you.”
This is how they’ve known what I’ve been doing all the time.
They installed cameras.
I watch the recording of myself laid in bed with two masked figures prowling close by. One slowly pulls off my duvet, and the other undresses me. Their movements are careful, rolling me onto my back before tugging my panties down.
“I don’t need to watch this,” I say.
“Are you sure?” Lex’s breath tickles the nape of my neck. His cock digs into my ass like a threat of what’s coming. “It’s hot.”
“How long have you been watching me?” I ask, recoiling at what they might have seen.
Their gloved hands knead my ass on the big screen.
“Long enough to watch you touch yourself while the Holts’ house burned,” Aiden replies, confirming my fears and shattering any illusion of privacy I had. “Don’t even think about taking the cameras down. We’ll only install more.”
“I should leave,” I murmur. I’ve been away for too long. “They’ll be wondering where I am.”
“Leave?” Aiden’s laugh chills me. “Not yet. When you return, I want you to be used and broken. Bend over.”
“I—”
