Page 22 of The Raven
Hiswide, bloodshot eyes were full of fierce rage as heslammedme oncemore, this time harder than before, and making my head ricochet off the wall.
“It doesn’t matter how you’re here,” Buck said, moving his face even closer to me, his nostrils flaring. “You killed Zig and Boogie. You’ll die tonight, but not before we have a little fun. You seemed to enjoy the last time we were together.”
A venomous smile took over his face as he bared his teeth. Suddenly,hereleasedmy arms, but thepaindidn’t leave my body, still holding me immobile. Not that I would have had achanceto do anything. Buckwrappedhis hand around mythroat,squeezingas hard as he could.
My eyes began to bug. I didn’t have air in my lungs, yet mychestconstricted, and white spots danced in myvision. I lifted my hands, knowing that all Ineededto do was reach his head so I could transfer mytormentonto him, but mystrengthwaswaningwith every passing second.
Defeat shot through me as I dropped my hands, and everything around mestarted turning black; even my raven’s cries were dying.
I was in trouble.
I couldn’t die, but I didn’t know what would happen if Buck carried on squeezing the death out of me. Images of me passed out in the dark alleyway while Buck fucked my ass again swirled in my mind like a dangerous vortex.
No way I was going to let thathappenagain.
Never again.
As if reading my mind,Buckabruptly spun, taking me with him, withhis grasp still firmly around mythroat. With aviolentshove, hereleasedme, and I fell back.
Garbagebagscushioned my fall. Before I could try to get up,Buckwas ontopof me, his full weight crushing me as his erection pressed into mystomach.
“I’ll admit this, Raven. Your ass was the best ass I’ve ever fucked. I didn’t think I’d get a second chance at it.”
A choked gasp left me, the mental and physical torture still searing me, only now, it was joined with fear. Fear that Buck would manage to violate me again.
I pushed my hands against hischest, hoping toshovehim away. Heresponded by slapping me hard on mycheek, his palm leaving a bitter sting behind.
Taking advantage of my daze, he moved quickly, maneuvering himself offand flipping me over so that I was on my front.
Memoriesof the last time I was in this position crashed into me like a wrecking ball, but instead of panic rendering me frozen, a wave of determination crested through me, growing stronger with the caws of myraven.
She wastellingme something, and whenBuckreleasedhis grip on me, I focused on her, understanding in an instant what she was alerting me to.
At the sound of a zipper lowering behind me, I moved. My hand darted out and wrapped around the neck of a broken bottle my raven had been trying to show me. It was tucked between two rubbish bags, barely visible. In one swift move, I twisted and shoved the broken end deep into his gut.
Buckfroze, mid-loweringhispants, and as I pulled the glass out,blood instantly seeped from thewound. Using the distraction, Irolledout from underneath him just as he collapsed on his side in the spot I was lying in seconds ago. He scrabbled with his hands, attempting to plug theholein hisstomach.
“You fucking bitch!” he cried, his eyes wide in alarm as he stared at where the blood was soaking his shirt. “You stabbed me!”
“And you raped andkilledme. Fair’s fair,”I replied, my voice shaky fromwhere the pain was still coursing through myveins.
Pulling every ounce of strength I could muster from deep within, I lunged forward and shoved the bottle into Buck again, causing another wound in his gut. He fell back, moans of agony spilling from his mouth.
But I wasn’t done yet.
I wantedBuckto know what it felt like to bebrutalized.
To experience what I’d felt when he fucked my ass.
Grabbing his hip, Irolledhim over onto his front. He moved easily as bloodpoured from the two stab wounds. He’d already begun to lower hispantsin preparation toattackme, so his jeans came down with ease when I tugged them, exposing his hairyass.
I positioned myself behind him, the broken end of the bottle now pointing towards Buck’s ass.
“Saddleup, you littlewhore,”I whispered, slamming the glasstowardshispuckered asshole, and making his remaining few minutes on this earth as painful aspossible.
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