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“Silence the brat or I get rid of it,” he growls.

Stacey trembles, trying to soothe the baby, but her fear only seems to upset the child more as she tries to shield them from Kade.

When the baby doesn’t stop crying, that’s when Kade’s patience snaps.

He looms over Stacey, hand raised to strike and suddenly I am reminded of poor innocent Tyson, the fear on his tiny face when Mrs. Daley would raise her hand to him.

Panic courses through me when I see his claws slip from his fingers, and Stacey’s body coils around her baby like a shield of flesh.

Without thinking, I launch myself at Kade, knocking him away from Stacey and I crash on top of him.

We land with a thump on the floor, my winded gasp echoing in the quiet room. Kade grunts beneath me, surprise flashing briefly across his face before it hardens into anger. I try to scramble away, but his claws sink into my shoulder, and I scream as blood gushes out soaking my thin top.

“You dare think you can strike me,” Kade starts to rant, but doesn’t finish. With a swift movement, he flips us over until I am pinned under him, staring into his livid eyes. Fear pins me down more than his hands do.

Kade’s face twists with fury and the back of his hand connects with my face, my head whips to the side where I see Stacey cowering in the corner with her baby, tears trekking down her cheeks.

“Seems you have learnt fucking nothing!” Kade screams, when I hear him start unbuckling his belt.

Stacey gasps and the horror on her face may just haunt me as much as whatever Kade plans to do.

“Get out,” I gasp out breathlessly to Stacey, my heart pounding against my ribs.

She jumps to her feet but glances at the door and back at us.

I urge her to leave with my eyes knowing I won’t handle seeing him hurt her baby. She rushes for the door.

“And where do you think you’re going?” Kade drawls, his eyes flashing dangerously in her direction. She freezes in place, her terror palpable. I take a deep breath, knowing I may just get myself killed but I won’t let him hurt her.

Kade grips his belt as he turns his attention back to me, a twisted smile curling at the corners of his lips. The cold, cruel glint in his eyes sends a shiver of fear crawling down my spine.

I steel myself against the coldness brewing in his gaze and force out a shaky laugh. “And you wonder why I would choose Gannon over you; you’re no man you’re a monster,” I say, attempting to keep my voice level despite the trembling that wracks my body.

“Oh, she really is asking for it today; seems talking to her pathetic friend has given her a confidence boost,” Cassandra laughs but I see Stacey rush for the door. I almost forgot Cassandra was even in the room with us.

“You could never match up against him.” I snap, needing his attention on me and not Stacey.

Kade’s smile evaporates instantly, replaced by an icy fury that steals whatever courage I had mustered and crushes it like I bug under his foot.

Hearing the door, I glance at it and silently thank the Moon Goddess that Cassandra didn’t stop her as Stacey rips the door open and flees with her baby.

“I knew you were nothing but a slut,” Kade snarls, pulling my attention back to him. “You think he wants you?” he laughs wickedly as he rises to his feet only to kick me in the side of my stomach. I grunt, and clutch my stomach, curling in on myself.

Kade’s belt flicks through the air and I instinctively flinch at the sound as I turn my attention back to him.

“Let’s see how much he wants you when I am done with you,” he growls, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic pleasure that chills me to the bone.

“Kade, please,” I beg, struggling to breathe.

Kade raises his hand holding the belt. The swish of it has me closing my eyes, only for them to jolt open as tears spring at the sound of its crack against my thigh.

I barely choke back the whimper that tries to escape me.

Again and again, he raises his hand and brings the belt down on me until I am barely able to breathe through my sobbing.

Pain surges through me with each strike, as the belt welts my thighs, back and arms and I don’t know what hurts more, my lungs trying to choke in air or the stinging sensation of the welts on my skin when my eyes lift to Cassandra.

Cassandra watches all of this, an eerie smile spread across her face while she plays with a strand of her hair, seemingly unaffected by my suffering until Kade removes his pants, stepping out of them, which has her pushing off the wall.

“Kade?” she murmurs, glaring at me like I am asking for this. Kade leans down and grips my shoulder forcing me on my back before his weight is suddenly crushing my chest as he straddles me. He fists his cock in one hand, while the other grabs my hair.

“Open your filthy whore mouth,” he snarls and despite the agony I am in I grit my teeth, pressing my lips together only for him to backhand me. Blood coats my tongue as I bite it from the action and dribbles down my chin.

“I said open your mouth!” he screams and spittle splatters over my face.

I shake my head, tears streaming down my cheeks when he grips my throat and squeezes.

I struggle against him, thrashing, trying to shove him off me when my lungs start screaming for air.

My mouth opens on a silent scream when his fingers are suddenly no longer choking me, but his cock is as he forces it in my mouth.

“Bite me and I will cut out your tongue,” he warns while my hands push on his hips, but he just leans forward more, forcing my head back on the ground, effectively trapping me.

A snarl rips through the air behind him, and I hear the door open and slam shut.

I try to see who came in or if Cassandra left but I can’t move with Kade brutally thrusting into my mouth.

The slap of skin on skin and my muffled cries are loud in the room.

Kade thrusts faster, his harsh breathing mingling with my choked gasps and I can do nothing but endure as Kade uses me.

My hands feebly grip his hips needing air as I gag and he lets up a little, slowing when I am on the verge of passing out only then to grip my hair and stuff my mouth full of him once more.

Minutes feel like hours, my jaw aches, hanging loosely while I try to breathe around him when he climbs off me.

“Now that Cassandra is gone, we have the room to ourselves,” he says while I gasp for air. I crawl to my hands and knees and retch while my bond throbs in my chest at what he did.

“Come here.” he says, making me glance at him.

He moves to the armchair and falls into it.

He points to between his legs, which are wide open.

“You will swallow every drop, or it goes in your ass. The choice is yours,” he growls angrily.

A lump forms in my throat, as memories flood my mind of Doyle shoving me over that bench and tearing my tunic.

“Which is it,” Kade snaps, pulling me from the memory, and I whimper as tears drip off my chin. Kade crooks a finger at me, motioning for me to come to him.

“One, if I get to three, I pick for you and I won’t be gentle.”

I don’t doubt his words and know there is no end to this man’s cruelty just as I know there is no mercy.

My knees shuffle across the carpet until I am kneeling between his legs.

“Seems you can behave.” He smiles cruelly and grips my hair, forcing my face down as he stuffs his dick back in my mouth, forcing me to blow him.

He sighs loudly, letting my hair go and thrusting upward, making me gag.

He laughs at the sound of me choking on him. “Don’t forget to swallow, or I will make you watch as I kill Stacey and her baby,” he taunts while my tears drip onto his thighs as his hand pushes on my head and forces his cock deeper