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Those four words repeat in my mind, over and over as he moves and speaks, but the words don’t register as I find my escape. Locking the present away.

I have to escape.

“Let me take care of you, sweetheart,” Jaxon whispers in my ear. “Be mine. I promise I’ll never let you go.”

I sniffle. My eyelids are shut tight as tears fall on the empty plate. With every thrust, the table scratches on the wooden floor,the sound almost drowning the groans and grunts from behind me.

I nod my head into the memory, changing it by giving into what happened that day, seeing it as the escape I needed then, and now.

I said no that day, but now…

“Okay,” I whisper, changing the past and accepting who it made me into. Accepting who they are to me, who I want them to be.

I’m tied to them as they are to me.

“Good girl,” Jaxon whispers and his hand snakes around me, grazes over my perked nipples. “Open your legs, let Dimitri have a taste.”

I know I fought that day; I know they ripped my legs open, bruised my skin but it has to be different, it has to be. I have to make it better.

I part my legs and watch as Dimitri crawls between them. His tongue sweeps over his bottom lip as he grips my thighs to keep them open.

The warmth of his tongue forces my lips to part as my core quivers. First, he flicks over my clit, earning a buck from my hips, then he moves lower and teases my pussy.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Jaxon asks, his voice low and husky.

A moan spills but I need something else. I need the roughness, the pain. Everything that they can give me. Everything that keeps me away from my current nightmare.

Dimitri’s fingers dig into my skin, harder, rougher until I whimper from it. My teary stare flicks up and I watch as Knox rests against the door, waiting like the predator he is.

The monster.

My monster.

Pleasure spikes as he steps closer, his bare chest glinting in the soft light above us. He crouches down, the burn scars on hisback staring back at me. Dimitri flicks his tongue over my clit, again and again until I’m panting in Jaxon’s hold.

Knox’s fingers graze over my wet upper thigh and move around Dimitri’s play before thrusting two fingers inside me.

I arch my back and moan as Knox pumps his fingers in and out, curling them to hit that sensitive spot inside me. Dimitri sucks hard on my clit, making my legs tremble.

“That’s it, let go for us,” Jaxon growls in my ear. His hands roughly knead my breasts, pinching and rolling my perked nipples between his fingers.

Pleasure coils tighter and tighter in my core as the three men work my body. I’m climbing higher, the sensations overwhelming me, pushing out all thoughts of where I am and what’s happening beyond this room. There’s only Jaxon, Knox, and Dimitri. Only their hands and mouths on me, bringing me to the brink.

“Come for us, Hope,” Knox commands darkly. “Now.”

His deep voice sends me over the edge. My pussy clenches around his thrusting fingers as my orgasm crashes through me. I cry out, my body shaking and writhing against their strong holds. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over me, blanking my mind in blissful oblivion.

As I float down from the twisted memory, slowly coming back to myself, reality seeps in again—the cold, hard table beneath me, the shackles on my wrists, the cruel man violating me. Tears escape my eyes.

Sharp breaths ring in my ear and I try to move again. My restrained hands can’t go too far, but as my sight sharpens, I see it.The knife.

My fingers crawl up the wooden surface, closer to the handle, even as the shackles won’t give me much room. I reach with everything I’ve got.

I can still feel him inside me, but my focus lies ahead.

Almost.

Another deep thrust, the table rattles, and the knife rolls slightly. My fingers graze over the handle and with another push, I wrap them around the wooden base and tuck it between my hands.

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