Page 30 of Red Rabbit
“Let’s see what 5.5 million bought me.”
He slid inside me and I closed my eyes and tried to go somewhere else. At one point I tried to claw at him but he slapped me hard across the face and I shuddered under him and went still.
My body no longer felt like my own. It was being taken from me with each thrust of his dick inside me. Something I thought was my own to give was now being violently ripped from me. I felt disgusted and dirty. I tried to disassociate but the ground under me was stabbing me with sticks and rocks. I felt him near the edge and I protested quietly. I didn’t want him to come inside me. I didn’t want to feel him fill me. I twisted and tried to struggle but that only fueled him and soon I felt him slam into me and as he came, I broke apart.
As soon as he withdrew, I curled up in a ball and tears rolled down my face. I didn’t want to look at him, I wanted to be anywhere but there.
I was hauled to my feet and as my hands were pulled from my face I saw the man was gone and it was the guards who pulled me towards an exit. I felt the man’s cum slide down my leg and anger coursed through me hot and fast.
They took me to a large communal shower where they dropped me near the drain and turned on the water. As soon as the water hit me, my anger leaked away and I sat under the spray, a numbness settling over me. I was so dazed I barely registered when two women in doctors dress knelt down and started cleaning my body with a washcloth and scrubbing shampoo into my hair. Afterwards, they dried me off and even blow dried my hair before they left me standing in the middle of the showers and left without a word.
I saw the guards approaching and tried to take a few steps back but they grabbed me. I tried to punch them but even with the advice the man gave me, I didn’t land anything. It brought back my anger though and as they dragged me away the rage nearly overwhelmed me. At the door of the showers, the guard shoved me against the door frame and grabbed my neck. His partner crossed his arms with a sigh, looking bored.
“Knock it off, bitch,” he said. His hand went between my legs and I yelped. “Or I’ll make things hell for you later.”
“Don’t lie to her, Sal,” the other guy scoffed. “You’re going to do that anyway.” Fear made my skin clammy. I didn’t want to go anywhere with them.
Sal sneered and his finger rubbed my clit before he slapped my face roughly but not enough to make a mark. It just pissed me off more and made my eyes water.
“He’s right. I’ve been assigned to you for the foreseeable future. Vandal might claim you afterwards but until he says otherwise—” he shrugged. I didn’t know who Vandal was but either way, I wasn’t happy with this turn of events.
“You know Vandal is going to claim her,” his partner said dryly.
“Then I better not waste any time,” Sal said, pinching my nipple again, making me flinch. “I just wish I could mark up that pretty skin of yours.”
“Come on, Sal, let’s go.”
13
KAELIN
The guards brought me to what looked like a hallway you’d see ina hotel. They opened one of the doors and I was surprised to see a beautiful modern hotel suite. Sal and the other guard shoved me through and after Sal winked at me, he closed the door. I didn’t even try opening it, deciding I’d rather be in here than out there with them. My stomach turned at the thought of being alone with them again.
I wandered around and looked for something I could use as a weapon but most of the room was all strategically built to deter from that. I opened the closet door and saw the man’s suitcase and clothes—hung on fixed hangers unfortunately—along with a safe and another pair of shoes. It was so domestic I almost missed the sound of the door as it opened behind me.
“See anything you like?”
I whirled to see him by the door, looking at me with that same calculated amusement as before. I took a moment to study him. I still thought he looked to be in his early fifties and it was obvious he took care of himself and worked out. However like Graham, his body wasn’t for aesthetics or vanity. I knew beyond a doubt he used it for violence and despite dripping in dangerous energy; I actually thought he was very good looking. However, the fact he raped me made him extraordinarily less so and I glared at him in disgust.
“Unfortunately, you don’t have any ties,” I sniffed. If he did I probably would have either strangled him or myself, whichever opportunity presented itself first.
“Too suffocating,” he joked with a chuckle, looking at me knowingly. “What’s your name?”
He loosened his collar and came over to the closet, pulling off his coat. I took a step back from him as he hung it up on one of the hangers. He turned to me as he loosened his cuffs and when he rolled up his sleeves my eyes dropped to his tanned and tattoo covered forearms.
“I don’t want to call you by a number.”
I just stared at him, my eyebrows slightly raised—he couldn’t possibly be trying to be civilized in this kind of situation when he just purchased a human being. He stepped over to me and I tensed when he took my chin in his fingers and something dark glinted in his eyes.
“I won’t ask again.”
I glared at him but when I saw his hand twitch towards his pocket I answered.
“Kaelin.”
“Pretty,” he said and released my jaw. “You can call me Kraven.”
I couldn’t help but choke on a laugh. It was too ironic. He looked at me and I stilled.
