EroticReverie

Hunter Ronan 

I couldn't lie that within the past two years of not seeing Cherlynn, that she'd grown up. By that, I mean in the chest, and those curves. Her tits had to have been at least two cup sizes bigger from the last time I'd seen them. I'd wondered if her nipples were still the same size or if those grew too. As if we all were thinking the same thing, Zane spoke. 

"You think her nipples are still the same?" he asks and me and Maddox laugh. 

"Man, she's even hotter than when we left." Maddox says and I hum in agreement. 

"Still a little bitch it seems though." I say. 

Zane laughs. "You just hold a grudge that she didn't spread her legs for her big step bro as easy as the other girls in the school did." he jokes. 

I grumble, cause he's half right. 

Cherlynn was ours in high school. Nobody knew of course, nobody knew the sick little mind games we played with my little step sister. Or the things I let my best friends do to her, or make her do. The one thing they weren't allowed to do though, was fuck her. Everything else was game, and I'd enjoyed watching them force her to her knees, or rub her cunt, or slide their fingers into her.  She was a bit of fighter, but often submitted to them, knowing they'd take it either way. 

"She's going to be a pain in the ass, just like she was in highschool." I say. 

"I happened to like the challenge." Zane gives a grin and so does Maddox, nodding in agreement, 

"I liked the tears." Maddox, the sickest fuck of us three says as he adjusts himself, probably thinking back to Cherry crying when he'd fuck her mouth, or crying when she came, because she hated herself for letting it happen. 

"Still can't believe you never got in on it." Zane says shaking his head. 

"she bores me." I say. 

At this both of them laugh. 

"You're not kidding anyone but yourself." Zane says. Maddox shaking his head at my denial. 

"Is that why you only stick your cock in short girls with with long brown hair?" Zane says with a laugh. 

I grumble. "Blondes are trashy." I say with a shrug. 

Zane laughs. "Bullshit. You used to bang more blondes than any of us in highschool , it wasnt till college, when you were away from her...from Cherry , that you couldnt nut in a bitch unless she resembled her." Zane says and I roll my eyes, but, he's not wrong. The easier it is to imagine the slut I'm fucking is Cherry, the easier it is to cum. 

"Whatever" I wave a dismissive hand. 

"I like this one." I say pushing a girls photo up to the top of the table. 

Brendi, a 5'8" Brunette with a nice ass and pair of great tits, that were possibly paid for.  She sucked all three of us off within the 15 minutes of her interview. Only Zane came though.  I'd lost a load to the girl before her, who'd presented her pussy to me when instructed to, and I'd buried my cock in her and lost it, because...she was a short brunette...just like Cherry. 

Hunter shakes his head and him and Maddox both push Cherry's photo to the top of the table. 

"You two are only thinking with your cocks." I tell them. 

"And you're only thinking with your bruised ego that Cherry didnt fuck you before you left for college. You had years bro...you couldve just done it. You didnt. We want the fucking chance to finally hit that shit. She'll be OURS...once she signs the contract, wont be shit she can do about it. She'll have to put that pussy on us. " he grins. 

I roll my eyes. 

"you're outvoted Ronan...the Damned have voted...two to one.."  he says. 

My nostrils flare. "Fine." 

Zane slaps the table and Maddox takes the picture of Cherry, and stands.

I laugh knowing what he's gonna do with it as he leaves the room. 

"I'll let her know after classes tomorrow."  I say

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The next day I wait on the steps leaning against a railing, knowing Cherlynn comes out of this way after her last class. 

"Hunter?" I hear her voice, looking up  from scrolling on my phone as she stops on the step above me, still leaving my 6'4" frame towering over her 5'4" frame. 

"Hello Cherry." I say , pushing up off the railing, standing even taller. 

"What are you doing here?" she asks, shifting her shoulder up, using her one hand to lift the strap of her purse, while holding her books in the other. 

"I came to offer you the title of Duchess." I tell her watching her brows flick up in surprise. 

"Oh." she says and shuffles her books into her other hand. 

"Alright." she says.

"You'll need to be to the house by six, Oliver our assistant that you met yesterday at your interview, will be there with the papers for the contract, and he can answer any questions you have." I tell her. 

She nods. "Will you be there?" she asks. 

I give her a look. Staring at those fucking eyes of hers as they blink up at me, so damn innocently, as if she's not about to sign up to be our personal whore. 

"Six o clock Cherry. Don't be late." I say and turn and walk away.

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Cherlynn Fox

I go to open my mouth to ask my question again, but snap my mouth shut as he walks away, realizing he didn't answer on purpose. Because, he doesn't have to. Hunter Ronan never does anything he doesn't want to, even answer a simple fucking question.

I roll my eyes and walk down the steps and make my way through campus and catch the bus to my tiny ass apartment, with a bedroom the size of a closet. It was all I could afford without Alec's help. I had to use all of the money I had saved from my little try at OnlyFans.

The idea was to make enough money to not even need Alec's help, or Hunter's. But when one of my "customers" kept sending threatening emails. I'd stopped. Shut everything down. And now, he was sending me emails on my private email, sending random photos of me in public places.

It was the only reason I'd applied to be the Duchess of the Damned. I need protection from whoever was watching me, and stalking me.  They'd be a fool to mess with "The Damned".  The Damned was more than a fraternity. It was darker than that. The Damned also consisted of more than just Hunter, Zane and Maddox, but they were the rulers, which was why they had their own house just off campus, and the rest of the Damned lived in a house just a bit further off Campus.

But the Duchess, which...would soon be me if I signed the contract, only belonged to the rulers. Only answered, to the rulers. From what I'd learned, she was never shared with anyone else in the damned. And definitely not anyone else outside of the damned. 

Once at my apartment I took a shower then walked to my bedroom in my towel and checked my phone. 

"Bring your things with you. You'll be expected to stay once you sign." 

I didnt know who it was, either Hunter, Zane or Maddox. 

"You won't need anything other than any personal items. There will be a completely furnished room, with a closet of selected clothes and shoes. A dresser of intimates. The bathroom will have hair styling tools and products, shampoos, conditioner, body wash, razors, etc. Everything you need will be there. You really don't need to bring anything other than yourself....and your cherry." 

I tossed my phone onto the bed and got ready.