Page 8 of Sin & Fall

I’m stuck between two evils, but I reckon I can take on the one in front of me if I can get away from this knife-wielding psycho on my back.

“I don’t want no trouble.” The man holds his hands upand takes a slow step toward us. “The girl’s mine. If you hand her over, I’ll make sure I never saw you.”

“Is that right?” Zack asks, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, making me shiver. “Are youhis?” He hisses the last word, and squeezes my nipple hard, teasing more whimpers from me like a musician fine-tuning his most prized instrument.

“Yes,” I quickly say. The stranger’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and he takes another step toward us.

“See? You can hand her over now and nobody needs to get hurt.”

I can feel the heavy rise and fall of Zack’s chest against my back.Is he angry or is this all a joke to him?I wish I could see his face.

Suddenly the knife is pulled away, and I’m shoved forward. The man grabs me by my arms too tightly and holds me against him. I try to wriggle away and create some space, but he’s very reluctant to let me go now he has his hands on me.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” he says loudly. Then he whispers low enough for only my ears, “Make a fuss, and I’ll finish what he started.”

I look back at Zack and wonder if I made the right choice.

The stranger starts dragging me away, and I watch as Zack’s cold dead eyes stare blankly at me. Does he not care at all what’s clearly about to happen to me?

His expression doesn’t change the further away I’m pulled, but suddenly his voice booms out, bouncing off the trees. “Wait!”

The man holding me makes a frustrated grunt as he stops and turns back to Zack who’s slowly walking toward us, the knife still in his hand. “I should get a reward forfinding her for you. Because she is yours after all, and surely you must be so grateful to have something so precious back. I mean just look at her.”

His smile is back now, and it blazes across my skin.

“What do you want?” The man’s disgustingly possessive grip on me tightens like his favorite toy is about to be ripped away from him.

“Only to watch. I’ve been imagining those lips wrapped around a cock since I first saw them.”

A hard rod presses into my back, and I cringe away from it, unlike I did Zack’s.

I’m not a stranger to a man’s anatomy. I lived in a convent, but even that doesn’t protect you from the weapon that men love to wield so freely.

“You’ll watch her suck me off and then you’ll leave?” the man asks in disbelief.

“Yes,” Zack replies far too calmly.

“He has a knife! Obviously, he’s going to kill us both!” I shout.

“Shut it, and get on your knees,” the man snarls in my ear. Moving his hands up to my shoulders, he pushes down. I stare at Zack as my knees buckle. I want him to see the hate in my eyes as I’m made to perform for him.

It was stupid of me to think there could be any slither of good in him. I should have known that he only let me into his car for his own benefit.

The long-haired man circles around to my front and unzips his jeans. I keep my eyes on Zack as I hear the man taking his cock out with heavy breaths. He grunts a few times as he pumps himself, and I swallow the bile in my throat.

Zack moves closer, his wild gaze fixated on me. I tryto ignore both of them, to disappear into my head, but I’m trapped in Zack’s beautifully haunting eyes.

“Open wide,” he sing-songs as he stands next to the man and taps the tip of the knife against my lips.

I let out a shaky breath and recite a silent prayer in my head. My faith was tested for years, until finally it broke. Yet, I want to believe that there’s some meaning to all of this. That if I find a way to survive these challenges I’ll be rewarded with a good life.

If I have to do this, then I’m not going to be a sniveling weak wreck as I do it. I’ve been in this position so many times as wicked men used me. It’s second nature to me now. So I refuse to let these men see my fear. Tipping my head back, I open my mouth.

“Fuck yes,” the man says as he guides his tip to my tongue.

Everything happens in slow motion. Zack grabs the man by his hair, yanking his head back. Then, the knife slices along his throat, leaving a gaping red slit behind. Blood gushes out, and I barely have time to close my eyes and mouth before it rains down on me.

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