Trigger Warning - SA, SV, Non-Con
"What the fuck were you doing confronting that whore so openly?" Sebastian snarled as he slammed the struggling body against the wall, her feet kicking out into the air beneath her as his fingers tightened painfully around Genevieve's neck.
Her face was rapidly turning a deep shade of purple as his grip tightened, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly.
"She can't answer you if you don't let her breathe," Logan drawled in a bored tone as he slipped his fingers behind her waistband and began removing her trousers, "I do love how her tight little holes flutter though as she convulses." He purred wistfully.
Sebastian snarled in annoyance as he relaxed his grip slightly and she gulped in the air gratefully, her eyes wide with fear as she looked between them.
Their love making had always been rough with her, not that she minded, but this violence was something else and she didn't like it one bit.
"I didn't…I wasn't…she…" She rushed out between breaths as his fingers tightened around her throat once more.
"Don't waste your fucking breath," he hissed, "We already knew that you were a fucking whore, but approaching our brother after you had already heard how we felt about him…" He trailed off darkly.
"There's just no loyalty among the whores and their patrons anymore, brother," Logan said sadly as he shook his head, throwing Geneveve's trousers to the side and standing back to admire the sight of her naked legs and backside on display in her underwear, "Put her down so I can take her top off, would you?"
Sebastian snarled as he glowered at him.
"Are you really thinking of fucking her right now?"
"Why not?" He shrugged nonchalantly, "We may as well get some pleasure out of her punishment, no?"
Sebastians grip loosened slightly as Genevieve whimpered at the direction the conversation was heading.
"I thought I told you to shut the fuck up!" Sebastian roared, pulling her away from the wall briefly only to slam her back into it causing her head to rebound painfully.
"Let me handle this brother…" Logan coaxed and after a moment's hesitation, Sebastian released her roughly, striding away as he seethed with his thoughts.
Genevieve crumpled to the floor in a heap, sobbing quietly and whimpering to herself as she curled into herself.
"Hush now, don't cry," Logan's soothing voice murmured into her ear as his hand stroked the top of her head, "He's such a brute isn't he?"
She lifted her head to look into the eyes of the man who had always been gentler with her than Sebastian had, and nodded slightly.
He smiled softly at her as his fingers stroked almost lovingly through the tangled strands of her hair.
"The thing is, my brother is exactly as he appears to be, my little dove. You might say that he wears his heart on his sleeve," He murmured, his warm breath fanning across her ear and sending a shiver down her spine, "You angered him greatly with this betrayal, you know?"
His hand trailed across her shoulder and he allowed his fingers to run across the angry red mark that Sebastian had left on her neck and Genevieve whimpered quietly, trembling at the smirk that spread across Logan's face as he allowed his hand to move lower, his fingertips sliding over her breasts as he freed them from the confines of her bra, and pulled the neckline of her low cut top to sit underneath them.
"Mmm. Beautiful..." He hummed appreciatively, dragging his nails over the tip of her nipples and pinching each one sharply as she cried out.
"Please…"
"Please what, precious?" He smirked as his fingers tightened in her hair and he pulled her head back roughly, "Do you really think I am as careless as my brothers? Why would I let a whore see my true nature? If you think pleading with me is going to get you anywhere, you are very much mistaken."
Genevieve's heart felt as though it might stop as she looked into the face of the man who had shown nothing but kindness to her previously. Had she really been mistaken?
He yanked her head back painfully as she cried out and a sharp slap across her breasts drew forth a sob of despair.
"That's it, little one, cry for me, let me see those tears." He grinned wickedly as she was abruptly pulled to her feet and forced over to where his brother sat sullenly, "Do you want to ruin her first?"
Sebastian snorted as his lip twitched upwards at the edges.
"I'll watch first." He answered finally as Logan made a disappointed sound in the back of his throat.
"You don't want to share?"
"That depends how long you want to fuck her and how many rounds you can go." He answered seriously as a sinister fire flickered in his eyes as they slowly dragged down her half naked body.
He leaned back on the bed with a cocky smile, his legs open wide as Logan rolled his eyes and forced Genevieve's head towards his crotch.
"You should know my capabilities by now," Logan scoffed as he tore her underwear away, pausing thoughtfully as she yelped at the sting of the material against her sting, and with a laugh, forcing her underwear into her mouth.
"How is she supposed to suck my cock now?" Sebastien scowled as Logan shoved her forward and she sprawled on top of him.
"You can fuck her throat after I'm done teaching her what happens when she goes behind our backs, causing trouble with our traitorous brother's whore just so that she can feel his cock inside of her instead of ours." Logan spat vehemently as he freed his cock from his own trousers with one hand, fisting her hair tightly and eliciting a muffled cry from her mouth.
He positioned himself between her ass cheeks, hissing at the contact as he pressed against her back passage, twisting her head painfully as he leaned over her, pressing his chest to her back.
"Remember that you belong to us Genevieve. Your Alpha threw you aside when he saw how fucking worthless you were, no better than an assortment of holes for us to fill for our pleasure. You're lower than a whore, not fit to be a breeder and by the time we're done destroying you, you'll thank us for any attention we give you, do you understand me?" He murmured darkly into her ear.
Genevieve nodded frantically as she sobbed loudly, knowing full well that there was no chance of escaping this torment that they intended to inflict on her.
"Good girl…such pretty tears…" Logan shuddered as he ran his tongue along her cheek, savoring the saltiness in his mouth before smirking at his brother.
Before she had time to register what was happening, Sebastian's hand closed painfully around her throat once more.as Logan forced himself inside of her.
The scream died in her throat before it even bloomed..
"The only people that will destroy Greyson, are myself and Logan," Sebastian snarled into her face, "You will learn not to so much as fucking breathe in his direction unless we command it. You brought this on yourself Genevieve."