Give and Take (poly) (bxb)
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Three rules. Four men. One girl. One gang. The last rule seems too vague. Give and Take.
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I watch him. I have to watch him. He throws the knife, and as it clashes against the rough granite floor, he comes down to me and pulls my face to his mouth. He licks over the cut on my cheek in one long and wet stripe. The feeling of his tongue on my skin has me shivering away as my vision blurs with tears but he turns my face so that I have to watch his reaction. Watch his hazel eyes light up with childlike satisfaction. Watch the beast bare his teeth. He's smiling at me.
"I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Von speaks up and I quickly snatch my gaze towards him. "We all are. She's ours now."
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