Page 10 of Crushing Clover

“You cost me a lot more than I was intending to pay.”

I glanced over, as the SUV pulled away from the curb. The older man who’d told me to touch my toes was in the back seat with me, and his driver was taking us out of the parking lot.

I had the urge to apologize, but really, I’d had no control over how much he’d paid. It was a him problem.

He grabbed the back of my knees and dragged me toward him, my dress riding up, and my bound arms twisting up behind my back.

“You’re going to be a gift, but he won’t miss a few slices off a cut loaf.” His chuckle was cold. “Was getting pawed at by so many men arousing?”

“No,” I murmured.

He licked two fingers and jammed them into my pussy yet again, not caring that I was at an awkward angle, or that he was hurting me.

I grunted, turning my face away from him only to discover the driver watching in the rearview mirror.

He fingerfucked me for a few moments, and I winced through it, hoping he would lose interest soon.

I’d signed up for this, the same as I had with the island. Unfortunately, this time there was no end date. This was going to be my life, maybe forever.

He pulled me into his lap, facing him, and I realized he’d already unzipped his pants and freed his erection. Without further warning, he jammed his dick into me in a series of agonizing jerks, not making any attempt to make it comfortable for me, let alone good. He grabbed my face, his fingers and thumb digging into my cheeks, mashing them into my teeth as he watched my expression, grinning at the pain he was inflicting.

“That’s right, you snobby little bitch. There’s no turning me down now, is there? Your ass is bought and paid for.”

What the fuck was he talking about? I’d never refused him.

Or maybe Ariella had.

No.

Arabella?

I couldn’t remember the name he’d called me.

Grunting under me, his grip on my thighs was unrelenting as he slammed himself up into my unwilling body. The pain seemed to go on for hours.

When he gave a final upward jerk and a small sigh of release, I had to do my best not to scramble away, my body protestingand my heart filled with loathing. He was well-dressed and well-groomed, but there was something about this man that felt slimy. Maybe it was that he’d been at a flesh auction in the first place, or whatever they were called, but there was something...inhuman about him. Like he’d been built all wrong behind those hard eyes.

He pushed me off his lap, not caring that I fell half between the seats, unable to catch myself with my arms bound. He chuckled and yanked me up by the back of the dress, choking me with the neckline before settling me back on the seat.

“Maybe I’ll keep you for an extra day or two. It would be too rich if you were half in love with me before I handed you over to him.”

Fat chance, creep.

I curled my legs underneath me, trying to stem the flow of cum from my body. I wished I could hold my sore pussy, which was aching and stinging after his invasion.

The driver’s eyes crinkled in the rearview, as though the whole thing had amused him.

The SUV stank like sex, but I didn’t have a free hand to open the window.

Chapter 4

My new owner’s back was to me as he sat at his desk, as though he didn’t consider me a threat.

The fresh bruises he’d given me this morning proved I wasn’t.

I glared at the back of his dark hair, and was glad I didn’t have to school my features. His evil face made me want to vomit.

I could feel the phantom twinges and aches from where he’d hurt me. He hadn’t made me bleed, but I had no doubt this man was capable of killing me without a second thought.

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