Page 130 of Deliria

My body fights him, my body refuses to give in and he forces his way into me while I do everything I can not to show how much this fucking hurts. And it does fucking hurt.

“Such a pretty body,” Sydney murmurs in my ear. “So many strong muscles…” He runs his hand up my stomach, my abdomen, feeling me up like I’m some object to enjoy.

“Fuck you,” I snarl back.

He groans, thrusting that bit harder. “Oh I am, and I’m definitely enjoying it.”

I shut my eyes, clench my fists, try to throw the bastard off me but the others are holding me too tightly. I don’t know how I imagined this would feel, how it would be to know another person is in you, taking from you, taking bits they have no right to. And all the while, you’re forced to just lie there, to allow it.

Parts of me, parts I didn’t even know could feel hurt like I’m being torn apart, like I’m being ripped in too. And the feel of him, the feel of his cock inthere, the feel of his breath on my skin, his hands on me - it shatters something, it shatters it entirely.

But I can’t afford to give in. I can’t afford to break.

Scarlett. Scarlett needs me. Scarlett needs my help. If I let them win, if I let them beat me then I can’t save her, can I?

I realise then that I can hear her screaming, pleading. She sounds desperate, she sounds as broken as I feel in this moment.

I lift my head again, I lift my eyes toherand I want to tell her that it’s okay, that I can take this, that I’m happy to take this moment if it spares her – only, one of the other men, one of Alexander’s guards is undoing his own belt, is pulling his cock out. I register it, register the action and he grabs my hair, his fingers snatching at the strands as he forces his dick down my throat.

Scarlett

“Noooo,” I scream. “No, please, no,”

“How very touching,” Alexander replies, grabbing me by my hair, yanking me around. I don’t even know when I got to my feet, how I found the strength.

“Please, don’t hurt him, don’t…” His hand across my face silences the last of my pleading.

“You’re in no position to be making demands,” My husband snaps back, before slamming his knee into my belly.

“Please,” I beg. “Don’t hurt him. Hurt me, hurt me…”

“Oh, we will.” Alexander says, yanking me back, forcing me to lay across him, to witness this, to witness what Sydney is doing.

It’s barbaric. It’s horrific.

I don’t want to watch, I don’t want to see it, but Alexander holds my head, keeps my eyelids pinned open with his grubby fingers and I can’t even blink.

“See how he takes it?” He murmurs into my ear. “Who would have known Rafferty would have enjoyed cock that much, huh?”

“You sick bastard,” I spit. “He’s your brother, he’s…”

He forces two fingers into my mouth, all but suffocating those words, suffocating me.

“He’s no brother of mine.” He snarls back as he makes me physically gag.

“And he’s no son of mine either,” A voice behind us says.

My stomach drops as I realise it’s her. That she’s here, watching this, watching as a man abuses her son, as he rapes him. What the fuck is wrong with this family? Why do they hate Rafe so much?

I stare at him, at the man that I wasn’t meant to fall for, the man I wasn’t meant to love. I know this moment here isn’t just about hurting him, that it’s about proving Alexander’s dominance over us both. He wants to degrade Rafe, to hurt him in every way possible.

I can hear his moans, he’s trying to stifle it, trying to keep the pain in but it’s etched across his beautiful face. It’s there, in the way he’s clenching his hands, in the way his muscles are contorted too.

Sydney is merciless in his assault. I know firsthand what that feels like, what it is to have someone take from your own body, but to see it, to see how he’s touching him, touching Rafe. My stomach turns, bile rises to my mouth and I don’t know how I manage not to spew everywhere.

Rafe. Rafe.My heart seems to scream it out, to repeat his name over and over as if he might somehow hear it, as if it might somehow comfort him.

And then one of the guards moves, undoing his belt, getting his dick out before ramming it down Rafe’s throat.

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