Page 51 of Beg for Death
“I see you didn’t learn your lesson.” Ezra's calm was terrifying. He picked me up like I was nothing more than a hundred pounds instead of the two hundred I knew I was.
“My lesson?”
“Don’t ask questions now. You were too happy to assume tonterías bullshit.” He slapped my ass and the sound echoed around the trees. “I’m going to fuck you until it’s ingrained so deep in you, you won’t forget who you belong to.”
A smile tugged at my sore lips. I winced but hid it under a sigh. Ezra moved through the forest like he knew it by heart.
“I never stood a chance.”
A hard slap to my ass forced a moan out of me. “Now you understand.”
Pleasure and anticipation slithered over my spine, bringing a chill over me. I groaned and went limp for the ride. There was no use running. I didn’t have it in me anymore. My legs were sore and my hole was no better. The beating I was going to get for this stunt was going to be legendary, but I was ready for every single hit. Because it meant Ezra wanted me.
The familiar steps of the cabin came into view, and I lifted my head just as we walked inside. The familiar warmth that greeted me seeped into my bones. I hadn’t been free for long but the little time away felt like too long.
“Daddy.”
“No.”
I didn’t even get to ask my question as Ezra headed for the bedroom. I was tossed onto the bed the moment we entered. The yelp that left me was both filled with fear and delight. My mouth opened and something was shoved in.
“You don’t get to speak, only listen.” Ezra stepped away for a second.
I love you, Daddy.
Chapter Twenty
Ezra
Ezra watched Felix out of the corner of his eye. He'd had to wipe Felix down from head to toe, to scrub off every bit of dust and dirt on his body after their little run through the woods. I didn't know what the hell had gotten into him, but I wasn't going to have it. Jasper literally meant nothing; he hadn't in a long-ass time. But Felix needed to do more than hear it. He needed toknowit.
I grabbed the keys to the car and checked my burner. We were going to be pushing it, but I could make it work. I glanced at Felix as he put on his own sneakers. He trembled slightly, fingers shaking. I wasn't sure if it was from fear, excitement, or worry. Not that it mattered. Right now, he needed to have his brain rewired and my dick alone wasn't going to do it.
"Where are we going?" Felix whispered as we bumped along the dirt road in my car.
"Quiet."
He squirmed. "But, Daddy…"
I reached over and gripped his thigh. It wasn't gentle, but it wasn't as hard as it could have been either. Instead, I just heldit there, holding him. He glanced up at me, those honey eyes entirely too seeing for someone who couldn't even keep their own life together.
"You'll see," I muttered. "So be quiet and relax before I stick you in the trunk."
Felix gave me a small smile. "You don't mean that."
I didn't, but I refused to reply. He thought I wanted Jasper? That man had been dead to me since the moment he turned me in to the cops. Never once did he come see me, ever. Fuck that. My hands gripped the leather of the steering wheel tightly, nails digging into it and leaving crescent-shaped white marks behind.
"You want to know the truth about me and your father?" I asked.
Felix glanced at me. He seemed to be fighting with himself for a long time before he finally nodded. He laid his hand on top of mine and gave it a firm squeeze.
"Yeah," he whispered.
I groaned. This was the last fucking thing I wanted to do. All of this had gotten so goddamn complicated when it used to be the easiest thing in the world. The plan was simple, but now? It was insanely ruined. I stared down at Felix.
"Your father and I knew each other for about six years. Met at a shitty little bar one night. He was in a suit, and I had come from a construction site. Honestly, it looked like we should have nothing in common, but we ended up talking for hours that night." My stomach turned, my heart dropping as I thought about how different I had felt. "For once, I didn't just look at everyone like a prey or predator. He was neither. I thought…"
My throat tightened and my words choked off. "I thought I could be normal," I finally managed to work out before my hands gripped the steering wheel too hard all over again. "I was fucking wrong."
