Page 40 of Bought to Break
‘So nowyourape me?’ She tried to sound defiant and haughty, but her voice wavered, and inwardly she cringed.
His eyebrow raised. ‘Hardly. You’ll enjoy it – well, most of it.’ He reached for her slowly.
‘I don’t want it. I don’t want you,’ she spat as she jumped from the bed and put it between them, neatly evading him.
‘Do you want to be given to others? Put in a pleasure tent?’ He sounded more like an exasperated lover than a would-be ravisher, she thought, but she couldn’t forget what he was.
‘No. Of course not.’
He came around the bed and she moved the other way, keeping the distance between them.
‘Then it must be done. You’ll be one of us after you’re claimed and bound. A Fourth, a Brother and a member of this unit. You will be trained and you’ll never be a slave again.’
She snorted. ‘For a price.’
He rolled his eyes at her. ‘A tiny price and the way of things, I think you’ll find. How you can be so naïve in this world is beyond me.’
‘There must be another way. Please.’ She couldn’t help the pleading note that entered her voice, though she knew he would have no mercy. He couldn’t even understand such a thing.
He stopped moving around the bed abruptly. ‘There isn’t. Now, come here.’
‘No.’
‘You were more than willing yesterday on the riverbank,’ he growled. ‘You were practically begging me to fuck you, moaning and gasping for me to fill your tight cunt.’
‘Stop it!’ she said, covering her ears.
‘You will do as I say or I will make you, woman!’ His voice was suddenly quiet and hard.
‘Kane,’ came Sorin’s voice from the shadows, low in warning.
Kane looked beyond her to the two men who still watched them. ‘You both know as well as I this must be done and done quickly.’ His eyes focused back on her. ‘I know you are untried. I will be as gentle with you as I can be.’
Suddenly he lunged across the bed and she jumped back, but Viktor was waiting behind her. His hands closed around her shoulders, trapping her.
‘No! Let me go!’
Viktor hushed her and, clasping her hands gently at the small of her back, walked her back to Kane.
‘Kane is right. This must be done before Greygor finds out that we’ve gone against his orders. He will take you back if you’re not claimed by our unit. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but at some point, we won’t be here to protect you and he’ll have you seized. He and as many others as he likes will defile your body however they want. If you survive, he’ll kill you just to spite us. We can’t let that happen, Lana. You’re a part of us whether you want to be or not. This is for your own good as well as ours.’
He held her while she struggled fruitlessly and Kane closed in. His hands skimmed her naked, bruised body, making her shiver even as she twisted this way and that, trying to get away. But Viktor held her firmly and, at Kane’s nod, began to kiss her neck, snaking an arm around her waist as the other stayed where it was to keep her arms in place. She made a sound that was meant to be a scream, but to her horror it came out as a breathy moan. She clamped her lips shut and put all her strength into fighting them, but it was no use. She was no match for even one of them, let alone two.
Sorin appeared to her left, walking slowly out of the darkness to stand next to her.
‘Please don’t let them do this, Sorin.’
He gave her a half smile, caressing her cheek with the backs of his fingers. ‘You’ll thank us later, I promise.’
He slid his hand through her hair, pulling it suddenly, and when she opened her mouth to yell, he claimed it with his own. Hard and unyielding, his tongue probed and explored even as she felt fingers kneading her breasts. Unbidden, her tongue began to mimic his in an odd dance that made him groan and tug on her curls again, angling her mouth up to his as his other hand cupped her jaw.
Kane’s lips fastened on her nipple, sucking and biting it softly, making her arch into him with a whimper muffled by Sorin’s mouth. Kane’s fingers pinched and rolled the other one and she began to quiver.
Kane murmured something and Viktor picked her up, Sorin’s mouth disappearing from hers. Viktor sat on the bed with her in front of him and, blessedly, he let go of her hands. But just as quickly, Sorin grasped her arms and held them above her head, keeping her immobile as Viktor took hold of her knees and leant back, taking her with him and spreading her legs wide for Kane. She could feel Viktor’s large cock under her through his leathers and wondered what the claiming actually was. Would they all fuck her? The images these thoughts conjured did not revolt her. Instead she heard Viktor swear under his breath at her back and realised she’d been moving her arse against him. She stopped immediately and heard him chuckle.
Kane knelt in front of her. His breeches were still on, but he was bare from the waist up. Though scarred in some places, his stomach, chest and arms were a testament to his warrior life. Her eyes widened as they roamed over him. Like the others, he was a chiselled god.
She swallowed hard as he leaned forward, putting his hands on her thighs to push her legs even further apart.
