Page 72 of Dirty Salvation

Like a switch came down over her eyes, she noticeably shuddered, stepped over the unconscious bastards, and nodded to Rider, taking herself out, closing the door quietly behind her.Holy fuck, that had been something. Rider was still grinning.

Maybe his cock twitched a little, as well. She'd been sexy as fuck on her dick killing rampage. The tension in the barn dissipated just like that, he felt as though he could breathe again.

Jesus, never doing that again,he swore. Never putting Zara in a place like this again.

She'd needed it, and Rider had stood back and let her have it all the while his fucking nerves scraped against fire not to step in and take her away. As Lawless worked to crank up the prisoners once more, Rider inhaled, caught a knowing look from Hawk who seemedimpressed? who fucking knew with him lately. He didn't much like Zara, Rider got that message loud and clear.

“I mean, even my balls got a little shrunken back there in sympathy.” Lawless chimed. Nothing but the devil is those psychotic eyes.

Rider could seehe'dbeen impressed by Zara.

"Whodda guessed there was such a badass under all that quiet Princess saccharine, Prez" Grinder laughed.

Yeah.Whothe fuck knew.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

"It wasn't over; her closure didn't come with murder. She was simply changing the channel." – Zara

It took another hour for the prisoners to wake. Broken dicks would render any man unconscious wishing for death was Rider's way of thinking, and still, he didn't feel an ounce of male solidarity for the dicks.

One by one he asked eachRebelthe same question and got the same reply along with pleas to let them go.Pathetic.They didn’t know anything about their president, as Rider suspected, Hades had taken off in the middle of a bloodbath assassination and didn’t worry to lift a finger to help his guys.

He’d hoped they had enough self-preservation to spill their guts, but when faced with death they still weren’t selling out Hades, they either didn’t know or like the fucking village idiots were willing to die for a man who took off running not paying them a care by even looking back.

Either way, this show was about to start.

Rider cocked a subtle brow towards Hawk who smirked sinisterly and guided himself forward, already in the process of tying a black bandana around his hair, next out of his pocket came a white surgical mask a doctor would wear if he was gonna do open heart surgery. In a way, it was just the same. No anaesthesia, though. So there was that small difference.

They were going to feel every second until death took them.

This wasnotgonna be pretty.

It was going to geta lotmessy.

From behind the mask, Hawk spoke to no one in particular, but all of those suspended got the message loud and clear it was for him.

"Don't want to get blood in my beard. Hate cleaning blood out of my beard." The other twoSoulsmembers chuckled as theRebelenemies began to struggle, pulling at the chains, the length of chain straining their arms so far Rider knew they were in excruciating agony now.

It was about to get so much worse.

"L’Oréal. Because the crazy-fuck is worth it." Laughed Grinder digging in his pocket for his phone, he'd have the music to go ready when Hawk was about to start his work.

"All this for that skinny fucking gash who ain’t even worth a decent screw!" There was a nastiness in T-bone's voice as if he suddenly realizes his ticket was about to get punched for the very last time. His eyes rampant with fear glared at Rider, spittle gathered in the corners of his mouth giving Rider the thought of a rabid dog right before you put it down.

Rider’s whole body spun around. What the fuck had he said?

What. The. Fuck. Did. He. Just. Say.

A hush came like no other, every man silent.

Waiting for Rider's reaction.

"You think we don't know you's had our fuck toy 'ere, Rider? Saw the slut di'n't we. If we know, Hades knows as well. Hope he kills that cock guzzling bitch with his dick rammed down her greedy throat!" he spat on the floor. "Fuck you's all. She ain't all that. We broke her in for ya though di'n't we, boys. Stretched her niiiiiiiiiice, she was a tightcuntwhen we got our hands on her. Did she tell ya of the times we passed her around like she was a Christmas present? HoHoWHORE. She’s a lousy lay but we filled her overflowing."

He barked a laugh viciously knowing his taunt had landed perfectly.

The small barn was sucked of all air. The tension became thick as tar.