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Twenty Four

Eliza

Two Days Later

They should be herein the next hour or so, and I am freaking out. We’ve been texting nonstop, and she is honestly the sweetest. She is so easy to talk to that we have been able to confide in one another about our trauma and even our love lives. I am totally here for the stepbrother fucking. Who better to fuck you than the person who knows you the best? The bonus is no inbred babies. It does give me an idea about having Julian, Calder, and Ryan play with her. Especially at the club, I think she could benefit the way I do. I know what Troy is into, and Iknow he used her interest to burrow his way into her life. He is a psychopath pretending to be a dominant man.

“Will you relax and sit?” Julian asks.

“No,” I say, moving items off the mantle to wipe it down. Again.

“Come here, Kitten,” Julian says with an amused tone.

“No.”

“Excuse me? Come here,” he says with a firm tone. I sigh heavily and walk over to him. I try to jump away from him when he lunges, but he ends up throwing me over the arm of the couch and ripping my shorts down.

“Ow!” I giggle when he smacks my ass.

“Disobedient little brat,” he grumbles as he grabs my hips and slams into my pussy.

“Fuck!” I gasp. Julian hammers into me, pushing deep, and the doorbell rings through the house. “Fuck, Juli! They’re… fuck…”

“Well, that’s one way to meet someone,” I hear a man say.

“She’s been on the verge of panicking all day. Julian is just… distracting her,” Calder laughs. “The dogs are Jack and Jill. They’re guard dogs but also her service dogs for PTSD.”

“Jesus, Juli,” I moan. I’m trying to contain myself, but he won’t let up.

“Are you calm now?” Julian asks. He lets me push back a bit to get some leverage, but he turns my head to kiss me hard just as an orgasm washes over me. Everything disappears, and a blanket of relaxation covers me. When the pleasure tapers off from the high of my climax, Julian pulls out of me without coming. Once he puts himself away, he pulls me into a tight hug.

“Thank you,” I whisper. He pulls back and holds my face with a smile.

“You are safe, Kitten. You are safe. Okay?”

“Okay,” I sigh.

“Say it.”

“I am safe,” I parrot.

“Good girl. Now, go meet our guests,” Julian says warmly. He steps to the side, and Cassidy has a huge grin on her face. I can’t help but notice that we look very similar.

“Hi,” I say with a bright red face. I am taken aback when Cassidy grabs me and hugs me tightly.

“Thank you, thank you,” she says. “It’s so good to meet you.”

“I’m sorry he hurt you,” I say. “I wish I could have stopped him that day.”

“You survived. That’s enough,” she tells me.

“You said you left after making the post?” I ask.

“Yeah. They caught me after work and forced me to go get food with them. Trey. Troy. Whatever. He would take me to work and pick me up in my car. He doesn’t have a license, but I guess I know why now. I didn’t think I needed to fucking check his ID, but… we went and got food and parked to talk. He was emotionally abusive, and… well, he never like punched me in the face, so he wasn’t physically abusive, I guess, but…”

“Bullshit,” Oscar says. “That is a load of bullshit, Cassidy. He whipped you. You were covered in welts. You now have bruises. He fucking bit you. The second he caused you pain that you didn’t consent to, he was physically abusive.”

“Oscar,” she sighs.