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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates.
Chapter Fifty–Six
“Trigger Warning Strong Language and Depictions of Sexual Assault ***
DRAVEN
“You know” -Leo croons, unbuttoning his pants and walking toward the cabin room door-“I was going to wait until we were at least a hundred miles from here before punishing you. But I think now’s as good a time as any.” He licks his lips and stops at the foot of the bed, his gaze going wildly bright as he stares at me.
“I’ve never done anything to you!” I hiss. “What do I need to be punished for?”
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“You mean ether than trying to sever my tongue?” He coos, softly. “For running away, Had you only waited a little longer. Had you only stuck it out, a for weeks. I would have killed my father for you, and you could’ve been mine.” The touch of his eyes seems to reach out with a physical force, creeping over me like a parade of imects. I resist the urge to cry out as he drops his pants and exposes himself to me. I don’t shut my eyes. I can’t. I have to be aware of every little move he makes. If I let him see how scared I am it will only spur him on. So instead, I keep my eyes open, my game steady. Trying like hell to keep my body from trembling as he begins to stroke the thick length of his sex.
“Don’t look at me The that Draven. I know you think I hate you, but I do not.” He chuckles. “Pretending you’re not afraid of me won’t get you anywhere,” he grina. “Because, you see? I’ve known you since you were twelve years old and I know you’re afraid. You are terrified. Nor do you want me. So act any way you like. Smile, moin, groan, freeze up. It won’t matter.” He pauses to lick his lips before reaching out and whipping my pants of ‘I know how much you’re going to hate having me inside of you and that will be more than enough to keep me going Again he licks his lips, his eyes dancing from my exposed breasts to the curve of my hips, then hack again. “You are so damn perfect. I cannot wait to break your
I grit my teeth, struggling against the bonds on my wrists. Do him?
He steps all the way out of his pants, climbing onto the bed completely naked and wapping his hands around each of my ankles. “You see, I’ve noticed something out bitches like you, and sluts like Emily. Bom beautiful, thinking you’re free to go cheer you please. Do whomever you please. You seem to think you’re the good to belong to any one man. As if you actually should have a choice in how you’re treated. In what happens to you. But you’re wrong. Culs like you, are only good for one thing.” He meets my eyes. “Fucking”
I can’t help it, I shiver a bit at the evil I see there. His gaze appears the same as it always has in the past–yet his words have given that look meating as to where before, there was only hate. Now? Is so much more than that. Now I see the venom of what he believes. He doesn’t at hate me he hates everyone that isn’t him.
He laughs. “I know what you always thought of me. You thought I was weak. Well, surprise, surprise. I’m not. My father is the weak one. Unlike him, I have sell control
I resist the urge to snicker at that. Instead I concentrate on the sound of the boat’s engine and the rolling of the ocean against the hull. The thunder outside–the pelting of rain Anything else but him. If I’m going to get through this – I have to formy mind elsewhere, because I’ll be damned if this bastard gets the satisfaction of my tears.
He spreads my legs, his eyes falling on my red thong as his fangs creep all the way out. Arching almost completely over his chin like a saber tooth tiger’s would.
He smiles, taking a deep breath. “The scent of that mutt is everywhere. I’ll have to fuck it out of you.” He lets loose with a feral hiss. “My scent will fit you perfectly and if I decide to keep you, I will never allow it to die out
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“Fuck you,” growl, wiggling again in an attempt to test his grip.
“Stop that shit or I’m going to make things a bit more painful. Maybe break your jaw or crack a rib. Whatever brings the fear back to your eyes. All for my pleasure.” He giggles. “The more frightened they are, the more I enjoy them.”
Obviously Emily wasn’t his first victim, and for a moment, my heart goes out to any other woman that came before me. Even poor Michael who truly believed he and Leo were in love. I realize right then, it may be impossible for me to be rescued. If I want to live, Ell have to think of some way to get him to unbell my wrists. I glance around, searching for anything I can use should I get free. My eyes graar over the nightstands on each side of me, then toward the shelf above the dresser on “my right. Nothing, nada, rip, zich. It seems as if Leos cleaned this room of everything save the bed. There isn’t even a pencil on the writing desk, nor a coat hanger
in the closet. I know one thing is for sure, if he manages to touch me with his dick 15 take the damn thing off I don’t care if I have to use my teeth. It seems whats about to happen is just going to have to happen. I will endure. Bide my time then get him when the time is right.
“I have to pre. Can I per first? Lane — but worth a shot
He laughs heartily, his hairy chest shaking!
with glee. “If you must pee, then pee. I don’t mind. I’ll take whatever you give me.”
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Chapter Fifty–Six
I try to kick my ankles out of his grips but he only lightens his hold on them. He begs to climb up my body and I try to buck upward, only for him to groan and drop his weight fully between my legs. He moans, his mouth finding my throat and socking viciously as he teaches donen In position himself at my entrance.
“This is going to feel so good,” he hisses, biting my earlobe hard enough to draw blood.
I scream, despite my internall vow not be and his body tenses, writhing over mine,
No please not
My heart is thumping. Shaking my chest and the entire bed with it. I’m panting and ping for breath as his disgusting hands slide currywhere mer my body, lin mouth locks on my throat as he slides my thing to the side.
“Wait! Wait! Please wait! I scream, bucking my hips to keep him from getting inside of me
I kick my legs wildly and somehow manage to knee him in the stomach. He growls, ing up and glaring down at me before eating his arm back to smack me across the face.
My vision ashes out for a second and I taste blood. My cheek feels like an explosion of flesh and bone, but still, I do not cry. I will not cry
But, I do go limp and I feel hins smile against my neck. “Much better, he hisses, groping my ear
I close my eyes. I don’t want to see his face when he enters me. I refuse to allow him to look in my eyes.
Again I feel him position himself at my entrance. He lifts his hips, rolling them back and grinding against my sex.
Im going to split you in hall bitch,” he says, “Over and over again til you’re dead.
I feel the head of his dick as it parts my folds and 1 ready myself, Relaxing my muscles I tune into the sounds of the storm once again.
Thunder roars and I swear it shakes the boat. The sound of rain is much louder now, the splash of the waves, more pronounced. Every sound seems amplified. But something is missing though. Something has changed.
My eyes fly open as I realize.
The boat’s engine.
…it’s just been shut off
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