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Chapter Nine

Pirate

“ I ’m bleeding!” I smile at the sound of outrage in her voice.

“A little blood has never stopped me from getting what I want.” And right now that’s her womb filled with my cum.

“Get off me!” She bucks her hips and I push her legs down around her head and latch on to her clit.

“Forced orgasms are my favorite, Preciosa. You’re only feeding my kink. So please do keep fighting me. I’ve got all the time in the world today.” I lick, suck, bite and twist the bundle of nerves until she cums twice on my lips.

“We’ll explore that squirting ability later. I’ll let you rest for now. Oh, wait! One more thing.” I pick up my phone and snap a photo of her thoroughly used snatch, saving it to a private folder.

“Your father will want proof. You know how old school those Italians are. Smile,” I snap one more for myself of her shocked face, fully naked and rosy pink from all the orgasms I gave her.

“I hate you.” I nod as I grab my jeans and pull them up my legs.

“They say it’s a thin line between love and hate. I hope you have outstanding balance. Wouldn’t want you to fall on the wrong side.” I lean in and kiss her forehead.

I pull the blanket down and cover her body.

“Now I’m going to let my VP in, so behave and keep yourself covered. Anyone sees you naked but me will die and you’ll be chained to that bed with a fucking machine in your cunt for days as punishment. Do we understand each other?” I open the door and step into the hall, waiting a second before closing the door.

I hear a sob escape her, and I close the door.

“That sounded like it went to plan.” I glance over at Knight, who’s sitting on the floor smoking a joint.

“Good enough for you to need a smoke?” I raise my eyebrow, and he chuckles, adjusting his junk.

“Damn Zek, did you forget you weren’t supposed to enjoy her?” I rub my hand over my hair.

“I just stole her virginity, Troy.” He curses as he stands to look down at me.

“How? She’s in college for Christ’s sake.” I nod and let out one long breath.

“Dammit Zek, that makes her your old lady now.” I nod and look away from him.

“Good thing the plan was to marry her, huh?” I slap his shoulder and start to walk down to the spare room to shower.

“Yeah, marry her. Keeping her was never part of the plan.” He follows behind me as I walk into the bathroom and start the shower.

“Here. I need you to uncuff her and then have some food brought up.” I hand him the key to my room, and he takes it carefully like I’m passing him a bomb.

“Why didn’t you do it? Afraid you might want to cuddle?” When I don’t meet his eyes, he curses and turns away from me.

“You’re fucked man. How did you manage to get pussy whipped in less than twenty-four hours?” He lets out a humorless laugh as he leaves me standing in the bathroom, wondering the same exact thing.

What is it they say about being careful what you wish for?

You might get it.

Knight

I knock as I unlock the door and avert my eyes, ‘cause of the mood Zek was in, she may be lying naked, and I really don’t want to die today.

“Hi, I’m Knight. Prez asked me to uncuff and feed you. Are you decent?” I walk in sideways, closing and locking the door, waiting for her to answer.

“What do you care? Weren’t you going to come in her and rape me too?” I cringe at her use of that word.

“Is that what happened?” I replayed the screaming I heard coming from under the door while I kept watch in the hallway.

“I’m handcuffed to a bed and naked, all thanks to a man who kidnapped me to get back at a man who doesn’t care if I exist. I’ve been lied to, used, threatened, and my virginity robbed! What else would you call this?” I nod at her point.

“All valid points except for one. You never called out for help or told him to stop. In fact, I heard you begging for more. He would have you know. Prez would never rape anyone.” She sniffs hard, and I chance a glance in her direction.

Thank God she’s covered by a sheet.

“Semantics. I’m not here of my own free will, and he didn’t seem like the word ‘no’ would be accepted.” I walk over and keep my eyes on her hands in case the sheet slips past her chest.

“Why do you keep calling him Prez? I thought his name was Pirate.” I unlock one cuff and have to stop to stare at her.

Is she serious?

“He didn’t tell you who he is?” That does not seem like something Zek would do.

“No he skipped to ripping open my hymen with all the metal on his dick.” I cough back a laugh and finish taking the cuffs off her wrists.

“There, what would you like to eat?” She grabs the sheet and moves to the other side of the bed as far from me as she can get.

“Not hungry and don’t avoid my question.” I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose.

Fucking Zek.

“Pirate is the President of the Saint’s Outlaws Motorcycle Club. I’m his Vice President.” I turn so she can see my cut.

Two things happen in quick succession.

One, Genesis turns into a banshee, and two, I realize my mistake. I should never have turned my back on her. She comes at me with the lamp off the side table and whacks me over the head with all the strength she can muster.

The glass shatters on my skull and shards of glass rain down around my shoulders, but I don’t even flinch. She falls back on the bed in shock. I catch a glimpse of her nipple and curse, covering my eyes with my hand.

“COVER UP, WOMAN!” I snap at her.

She moves and then hisses. Before I can ask her what’s wrong, banging comes from the locked door.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO MY WOMAN!” Aw shit.

I go over to the door and unlock it before he gets any ideas.

“Prez, she attacked me with the lamp,” I start to explain, but his eyes track movement behind me, and my blood runs cold.

“Knight, why is my old lady bleeding?” What?

I turn around and find Genesis on the bed pulling a piece of glass out of her leg.

I’m so dead.