Page 275 of Sincerely, Butterfly

So weird to hear that come out of my sweet baby's mouth.

The sad thing is, Callie is moving out. She’s getting her own apartment closer to the university.

I was looking forward to living with my bestie, but I understand her need for space.

She said that if she had to hear us fucking one more time, she was going to hang herself. I can’t blame her, I wouldn’t want to hear my siblings fucking, if I had any. I guess it would be the same thing as hearing your parents, right?

And I’d rather drink bleach, thanks.

Anyways, a lot has changed in the past six months.

Five of the oldest members passed away. How? You don’t need to know.

But that opened up a lot more opportunities for inner member growth. There was a lot of pushback from the other remaining members, so in order to avoid a war within their own faction, Jasper compromised.

They didn’t like the idea of the guys no longer being a part of the rituals. So they offered to keep doing them, but I’d be the only person they chose.

They argued that in a way, I was still pure, as they were the only three people I’ve ever been with.

It took a lot of bullshiting, but Jasper was able to get them to see it his way, and they agreed.

That's why I’m here now, my three dark shadows standing before me.

Jasper steps forward, holding out his hand for me.

With a soft smile, I take it, placing my hand in his.

The three of them lead me up the tiny hill toward the mausoleum at the top.

“It’s like deja vu.” Sylas chuckles once we’re far enough away from the other women. I feel him step up to my back, his face near mine. “But this time we know who's under this mask. Who we’re going to lay out on that altar and fucking feast on like three feral wolves. We’re going to mark you, Lola Girl. Show all those men who you belong to.”

I moan, leaning back into his arms. He wraps his arms around me, his hands resting on my belly.

“I fucking love you,” he growls.

“I love you, too,” I whisper.

They lead me into the mausoleum, closing the door behind me. Jasper steps in front of me, lifting his mask off so that he can grab the back of my head and gives me a punishing kiss that has my toes curling as well as my head spinning.

My nipples press against my nightgown, my thighs growing slick.

“You’re so fucking turned on, aren’t you, Little Rabbit?” Wesley chuckles, his fingers sliding between my messy folds. “So fuckingwet.”

“Please,” I whimper. I’m so turned on right now, I think I might cry if someone doesn’t fuck me.

“Soon, Lotus Flower,” Jasper murmurs against my lips. He sucks the lower one into his mouth and bites down hard, making me gasp.

Putting his mask into place, Jasper takes my hand and helps me down the steps that lead into the tunnels.

We take it slow, not wanting to risk tripping. It’s dark down here, that is, until Wesley lights a torch.

Once we get to the bottom of the stairs, the chill settles in, making me shiver.

When we get into the main room, all of the Brotherhood members are standing off to the side in a circle, waiting.

We’re the first sacrifice of the night, and as soon as this is over, the guys are going to take me home, and we’ll pick up where we left off.

Right now, we have to do things by the book.