Page 76 of Breaking Sanity
“The hard way it is then.” Gunner kisses my temple and pushes me away.
“They leave,” I demand, pointing at Shadow and Eagle.
“No,” Nik says. “As Gunner said, everyone in this room will watch you break.”
“Fuck all of you!” My anger and fear have hit a record high. I snap my head to the two standing at the door.
“You think that you are better than these pricks because you aren’t the ones raping, torturing, and maiming these women? News flash you are fucking worse!” Spitting on the floor, I let my tears roll down my cheek as I glare at them.
A cold hand tries to drag me back by my wrist and everything from the terrible nights starts to cloud my vision.
“No,” I scream, swinging and connecting with their nose.
Unfortunately, the force of my punch makes them drop my wrist, losing my balance and go toppling off the bed. I scurry to my feet and try to run but strong arms engulf me. I try to kick and bite but to no avail.
“Get fucking off me!” I reach back and scratch the face of the person that has me. My nails cut the flesh until hitting plastic.
“God fucking dammit,” Vaughn shouts, dropping me to the floor.
I scoot to the side of the bed. My chest is pounding like my heart is trying to break out of my body. Vaughn turned away from me, readjusting his mask. Nik leans down to meet my eyes. Impulsively, I headbutt him causing him to stumble back almost landing on his ass but he catches himself. I try to glare at him and regain focus. Which is proving extremely difficult with the pain flaring throughout my skull.
“Stop,” Baron gets in between us.
A pair of legs come into view, blocking me from glaring down Nik’s murderous face. Gunner crouches down and offers me his hand which I slap away. He drops all the way to his knees and grabs my cheeks in his big hand pinching them together. Not only do I claw at his wrists but I also try to kick him to get him away but he moves to straddling my shins. He drops his full weight on them and wrenches my face to his. His eyes scan mine trying to find the reason for my behavior.
He will not find any fucking answer. The only thing he will see is the anger and pain swirling. An emotion I have never seen before on him, shadows his features. It’s almost as if seeing my reaction pains him.
He releases my cheeks and I go to slap him. He catches my wrist midair and shakes his head. That pained emotion clears his face and devilish intent takes it place. In a flash, he hops back to his feet while lifting me to mine by my wrists. He spins us and pushes me into an awaiting Baron.
“Strip Little Devil,” he commands.
“No,” I snap, lifting my chin in defiance.
“I am not playing when I say if you do not do it yourself, I will do it for you,” Gunner smirks. He knows me too well, I won’t go down without a fight.
“Try it Gunner and you’ll lose your hands.”
“That a threat, Little Devil?” He slowly approaches me. I push my way out of Baron’s hold.
“It’s a guarantee, mother fucker,” I snarl, closing the distance between us.
“Well then, let’s put that to the test.” He gives me a sweet smile as he tucks my hair behind my ear.
He looks above my head and nods at who is standing behind me. It’s my only clue that this is about to happen. He quickly grips the hem of my tank top and rips it over myhead. My arms instinctively go to cover my chest, but I am tossed onto the bed. I try to scoot away but Gunner grabs the waistband on my leggings and rips them off along with my underwear. I flip to crawl to the covers and bury myself underneath. Baron grabs my arm from underneath me. He flips us to where his back is on the bed, and I am on top of him. My back to his front. He grabs both of my hands and Gunner slaps cuffs on them. The metal starts to pinch my skin as I struggle. Baron lifts them up and over his head pinning them around his neck. He moves so his back is leaning up against the headboard and wraps his legs around mine keeping them from closing. I am spread eagle and on full display except my tits are covered by the flimsy lace bralette.
“You fucker,” I scream in frustration. I am still trying to get out of his iron hold.
“You need to calm down and breathe. This can be pleasurable for both here,” Baron taps my temple. “And here.” He cups my pussy. I try to wiggle away from his touch, but it’s no use. I am fucking trapped.
“Now, my Little Devil,” Gunner starts littering a trail of kisses up my inner thigh. “You will behave and relax for me.”
“Fuck-” I get cut off by Baron grabbing my jaw and forcing my head back to stare at him.
“Enough or I will fucking gag you,” Baron threatens, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.
“That would defeat the purpose of making them listen to me cum, don’t you think,” I snark.
Seriously? You just had to say something?
