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William's grip tightened around my throat, his gaze hungrily tracing my form as a low growl escaped his lips.
Suddenly, Nate's laughter shattered the tension, drawing my attention to his relaxed figure lounging on the sofa, arms draped casually over the backrest.
"Daddy, I didn't realize," I ventured again, but it was futile.
William chuckled softly, pressing a quick kiss to my lips while still holding my neck. To an outsider, it might have appeared as forgiveness, but I knew better.
His dark laughter sent a chill racing down my spine, a clear message that he relished the thought of tormenting me.
His green eyes glinted with wickedness as he leaned closer, capturing my lips with his. They were warm and inviting, coaxing me to surrender. After a moment of coaxing, he shifted tactics.
His teeth grazed my lower lip, eliciting a startled gasp from me, and seizing the moment, he plunged his tongue into my mouth. He let his tongue get stuck on the roof of my mouth, which made me instinctively moan out loud.
"Hmmmm" I let out the sound of pleasure as I felt his free hand going under the skirt of my dress.
His fingers brushed against my inner thigh, before he pushed my dress up and exposed my underwear, a dark red lacy thong adorned my body.
Connor had built an extremely unique and interesting wardrobe for me, things I would not have chosen for myself but that didn't make me love them any less.
William's fingers found my heat soon enough, slipping his hand inside the fabric, his skin brushed against my pussy and my body instinctively jolted.
I was breathless from the ongoing kiss, and as if sensing my need for air, he pulled away from me.
His eyes bore into mine as I panted for air, my cheeks burned as I became aware of Nate watching us with a hawk-like concentration.
I moved my head slightly to look at him, sprawled on the sofa just as earlier, but the laughter was nowhere found. His eyes had grown intense too, mirroring his older brother's.
William left my throat and gripped my chin, turning my head in his direction, his fingers dug into my cheeks painfully. His jaw was clenched, his eyes that were filled with lust and desire, now held rage.
Two of his fingers thrusted inside my pussy, making me whimper in pain.
His hold on my cheeks grew tighter making me try to pull away, but to no avail.
