Austin was here.
December 31, 9:45 pm
Iwas so busy fighting myself that I completely forgot about Austin. A part of me hoped he’d found a way out and escaped. I never expected him actually to look for me. Why would he do that? He didn’t know me, and I wasn’t worth saving.
“Here comes your hero,” Felix taunted.
“No,” I breathed. “He needs to go away.”
I couldn’t let him come over here. Nothing good would happen to him if he did.
Flynn didn’t so much as hesitate. He continued to drive his cock into me at a torturous rate. Slowly dragging himself out, then slamming back in. Over and over again until I found myself holding onto Felix and arching my back for more.
“I hear you, Mazie,” Austin called. “Hold on. I’m coming.”
Guilt was all I should’ve felt as his footsteps got closer, but the ecstasy rolling through my body wouldn’t let me feel anything else.
“Do you feel that, Poppet?” Felix reached down and pinched my clit, causing me to suck in a gasp. “This is surrender. Your body can’t lie, even when your conscience says otherwise.”
The muscles in Felix’s shoulders flexed while his brother continued to fuck me, and Austin faded away.
“You need this.” Felix pushed a finger inside me and stroked my walls along with Flynn’s cock. “You crave it.”
I did crave it. My body ached for the depravity of it. Only this wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I wanted it all.
“Please.” I didn’t know if I was pleading with them or myself. Maybe I was pleading with the reflection staring back at me.
The girl in the mirror, with her face twisted in ecstasy while sweat dripped down her chest, and blood streaked her thighs, wasn’t me. That was her. The version that I hid away. She was staring back at me like a nightmare from the past. She was pulling at my mind, trying to take over. And damnit if I didn’t want to let her.
“No.” I shook my head and looked away.
“The mirrors don’t lie.” I moaned as Felix forced another finger in my pussy.
“No,” I said again, but found my hand reaching in Felix’s pants regardless of my internal struggle.
Before I knew what was happening, I was stroking him while rocking to meet Flynn’s thrusts.
“That’s it, Poppet.” Felix groaned. “Surrender to your desires.”
I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t help myself. A fever of need-filled delirium took over me. My body worked of its own accord. Stroking Felix while I leaned back into Flynn and used my other hand to push the top of the dress down so I could pinch my nipple.
“There is nothing quite as exquisite as the moment of truth,” Felix whispered in my ear, then looked over my shoulder. “Isn’t that right?”
At first, I thought he was talking to Flynn until another voice answered.
“That’s fucking hot.”
My entire body froze as I slowly turned my head.
Down the hall, behind Flynn, Austin leaned against the mirrored wall, watching. I didn’t know how long he’d been there, but it was long enough for him to strip his pants off.
“Do you still think he’s your hero, Poppet?”
Confused, I looked from where his pants were tossed on the floor to the hand Austin had wrapped around his cock. “What is happening?”
Austin smirked back at me, and for the first time, I noticed the dark glint in his eyes.
This couldn’t be real. I’m seeing things. But he seemed so real. Were the mirrors playing with my mind again?
