Control

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    I nod my head at Liam, "Spill it and I'll spill." I say nodding at the man my eyes following the hard line of his body. He seems to notice my gave and he gulps slightly he licks his dry lips and turns to the group "Me and my brother got sick at the same time,  later I gained the ability to see into others." He says turning his gaze level with mine. Clearly he was not aware of my ability because he wanted to know more about me which made me wonder what he could see about me.      He gives me an unexpected encouraging smile and I push myself up. "I became sick at the age of 9 and at the time, no one knew the after effects of the illness. At 10 the problems became more apparent, my appearance changed and I started acting different. When I was young I was shy and wouldn't voluntarily leave the house. When I was 10 I became a people person, I developed a bit of a risky personality and my mom knew I had changed, but not knowing what I could do gave me the option to take my life or run away. I of course choose the latter. At that point because I wasn't old enough to get a job I joined a gang and did the dirty work for them no questions asked. Later 2 months ago they suspected that I was going to betray them and they turned me over to the authorities. I was either with them or with no one at all. That being said my ability allows me to control and weaponize other people and their parts." I say sitting back down and sipping my cup of water.      Liam eyes me warily as if I grew a second head, I toss a wink his way before digging back into the food. Trying to avoid the gaze of the others, I could feel their glances whether they were pity filled or disgust filled I didn't care. I quickly stood up and left the table quickly walking out of the room. I push tears out of my eyes and throw myself onto my bed and bury my head in my arms. I tremble a bit but try not to let my cries be heard by the others.      Being a mental took its toll on a person, the distrust from other unnaturals, I thought I had been used to it, but after our time together I had considered us friends and to receive such a cold shoulder hurt. I hear my door open and I didn't want to see anyone at the moment and burrow further into the bed. A strong hand gently rolls me over and a body lays down beside me, wrapping strong as steel arms around me. "No one is upset with you, they just don't understand the mental culture." says Adam in a deep gravelly voice. He pulls my back tightly to his chest and spooning me from behind.      I try to squirm away but his iron grip held me in place, "Let me go Adam, I don't want company." I growl out at him. He chuckles lightly at me "I remember the first time you growled and flashed your little teeth at me. Damn cutest thing I have ever seen." He says still laughing. I elbow him harshly in the ribs but if it hurts he makes no noise for it.      "It won't be so cute when you writhe underneath me in pain." I growl out pulling my lips up in a snarl still squirming against him rubbing my body against him. He groans as I rub against him "Baby if you keep rubbing against me I will be writhing in no time." He says huskily pushing his strong hips into my ass. I immediately stop my movement at his comment. "No." I say firmly "Let me go now" I say. He groans before digging his c**k against my ass and burying his face in my neck. He traces his nose along my neck and I whimper a bit. Craning my neck out of his way so he continue his path.      "Do you really want me to stop?" He asks and sticks out his tongue to lick slowly up the column of my throat. I purred underneath his touch, and he pulled away and I could practically feel his grin behind me. "So, you and my brother kissed hmm." He says tracing his nose along the slick path he just licked. I froze unnaturally at his words my blood ran cold with dread. He gives another chuckle before planting a kiss against my racing pulse.      "Don't worry about it. Me and him often run into the same problem. We have the same type in women although I was surprised he acted so soon. He is the more cautious brother must be a mental trait, but not even 24 hours later and he is already on you." He says in a curious tone. I turn carefully in his arms  and peer up at him, "So you knew your brother kissed me and liked me and you still decided to probe your hard c**k against my ass?" He gave me a big grin at my vulgar word.     "I didn't know you knew the word c**k baby girl, you didn't seem the type, and to answer your previous question. We both like you, but just because he gave you that wimpy kiss first, it doesn't mean I am backing down." He says giving me another wide grin. He flipped me so my back was to his front again and wrapped me tightly in his arms and pushed his c**k against my ass in a quick, powerful thrust before stilling against me. "Now, baby girl, close those sexy black eyes of yours and sleep." He says pulling up the blankets around us. I sigh and snuggle into his warmth seeing no reason to fight against him.     Of the two brothers I found that Adam was the goofier and more up front brother of the two. While Liam was a bit harsher with his actions and slower to trust. Yet he made a move before Adam, which seemed to be a shock to the more bear like brother as well. I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.
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