Chapter 10 #4
The sound of Neal’s voice bellowing behind the door had Dempsey jumping up. He climbed in beside me, his hands on my bare stomach.
“Forgive me,” he whispered. “I have to do this.”
The door opened just as Dempsey’s mouth found mine. I squirmed under the intense kiss, his hand gripping my hip.
“Oh, pardon my intrusion,” I heard Neal say, a smirk in his tone. I wanted to throw up. Dempsey’s mouth moved from mine and turned to look at Neal.
“What is it?” Dempsey barked over at him.
“I can wait,” he said, his eyes glittering with lust, my stomach was threatening to unleash on this very bed.
Dempsey tensed, realising Neal wasn’t going anywhere. He let go of me and got off the bed.
“Never mind,” he said. “I’ll be back later.”
I watched as Dempsey left me alone with Neal, shooting me a sympathetic look before he left. He’d tried to cover for me, but Neal was a sadistic bastard.
“I see you’re still dressed.”
I looked down at my near naked body and wanted to bite out something vicious, but I held my tongue.
“No bruises either.”
“I don’t bruise easily,” I spat out. “The ink covers it.”
He shrugged. “You always were tougher than Sheri. Maybe I should have fixated on you instead.”
I sneered at him, earning me a laugh.
“Probably not, huh?”
“You wouldn’t have broken me.”
“Yes, I would have,” he said, coming closer, his hand making its way down my bare thigh.
I held onto the sob that was making its way through my throat as his greasy hands made their way down to my crotch.
He skated over my panties which had stayed on so far, thankfully.
“You think Sheri was always as weak as she is now? I broke that filly, and I’ll break her again just as I make her watch as I end her loverboy’s life. ”
“She’s Cooper’s, not yours.”
“No, darlin’, she’s not. Don’t worry though, when I have her again, I’ll keep you around. You can both make me a happy man.”
I felt fear creep up my spine but rather than shrink back, I kicked out at him. He grabbed my ankle to stop it.
“Uh-uh.”
I pulled as much saliva into my mouth as I could and hocked a spitball at this face, and it landed just under his eye. He dropped my ankle and wiped it off his face. I felt a sharp smirk land on my face at the annoyance I saw registering on his expression.
“You think this is going to stop me from taking you for myself?” he asked. “I’ll teach you how to treat your man, and how to be a good little whore, just like I did with Sheri.”
I couldn’t hate someone as much as I hated him, yet I had no choice but to comply. I couldn’t risk Sheridan. She needed to be happy after everything she’d endured.
I felt him move my legs down to the edge of the bed, noticing the restraints there.
He tried to shove the cuff on my ankle but I moved it, knowing that once I was restrained, it would be open season on me and I couldn’t stop an attack, no matter how much Dempsey wanted to help me.
I shoved at his hands, forcing him to stumble.
His face reared back, fury registered all over his features as he moved over to me to try again.
I kicked my ankle again, connecting with his jaw.
He stumbled, turning his back to me as he straightened.
For a moment, I could see he was trying to regain some composure before he turned back to me.
I saw the pure hatred there as I tried to scramble further up the bed.
Without the use of my hands, I knew it was useless. I wouldn’t get free of him.
His fist balled and landed on its mark, my stomach burned with the pain of the punch.
I hunched over to try and get some air into my lungs as I felt my body being moved.
I was useless to stop it as I felt his hands roughly push the cuff onto my ankle and tie one up, then the other.
I tried slow breaths, but it just felt like I was going to throw up.
If they’d been feeding me, I probably would have but being hungry just wore you out faster.
I moved my head to the side of the bed so I could breathe, feeling the pressure of Neal leaning on my back.
Tears ran down my cheeks freely as I realised there was no way I could fight anyone off now.
Dempsey was one man.
There was no way he could save me.
Not now.
Breaths hitched in my chest as I tried to breathe through the pain in my ankles, in my stomach, in my wrists. Neal tied my already bound hands up with another rope and attached them to the headboard of the bed. I was laying, tummy down on the bed, free for use whenever anyone wanted.
“I can’t wait to take my time in that ass,” he said in my ear.
I heard the viciousness in his tone, and a sob ripped from my mouth.
His chuckle was loud in my ear as I felt air wrap around my ass, the sound of my underwear ripping.
The sound of Neal’s sharp intake of breath had me curious as to what he was doing.
“Bear’s Ass, huh?” he asked, something unkind about his tone. “Not anymore.”
His open palm landed smack down on my ass cheek, the crack of the slap echoing through the room, but I refused to cry out.
Even as the sting of the slap burned my skin.
I bit down into the pillow just as I heard the door open, and another familiar voice echo throughout the room.
I froze when I recognised it, but I couldn’t see him.
“Damn, boss,” the newcomer said. “Can I have a piece before you destroy it?”
“Leave the ass, that’s for me.”
I wanted to scream out that no one would ever touch me again, but I was a little useless to be able to protect myself right now.
Neal left the room, and locked it behind him. I looked up at the face peering down at me with a sickening grin.
“Flynn.”
“Ah, so she remembers me.”
“How could I forget an ugly mug like that?”
“Now, now, is that how you talk when you’re tied up like a pig?”
His hands made their way over my skin, smoothing over the tattoo on my ass. He chuckled darkly.
“I came in before, but you were sleeping,” he said. “That won’t do. Your boyfriend didn’t take kindly to seeing you whoring yourself for us, though.”
My mind raced as I thought of what Bear would have seen in whatever Flynn had sent him.
No.
“How does Lavena feel about your sick fantasies?”
His hand stilled over my body, retracting from touching me. I’d hit a nerve. No one knew about his family. I did, because I knew her. She could barely contain her excitement when she told me they’d secretly married.
“Oh, she doesn’t know about them, does she? She does seem a little green to me. And those kids…two now, right?”
“It doesn’t matter what you know,” he said in my ear. “No one else will find out.”
I let out a laugh, hoping it sounded menacing and not at all like I was losing control. “If you think Alex hasn’t figured it out by now, you’ve underestimated him. He’s probably on his way to track them down. I doubt you’ll have Lavena after she finds out what you’re into.”
I could see the fear on his face. He really did love his family, I saw it in the way his eyes had that far off look. He protected them because he knew they wouldn’t handle MC life. Not everyone could.
His phone buzzed in his pants and dragged his attention to it. I caught sight of the name Lavvie.
“Her ears burning?” I laughed as I saw him stumble to get away from the bed to take the call. It was a video call.
“Babe, I’m at work.”
His face dropped, and I realised it wasn’t Lavena on the video call.
“Show me she’s unhurt,” Flynn said, his voice dead level.
“When you show me what I want to see.”
Alex’s growl had my insides doing a dance. He’d figured it out. Relief flooded through me, knowing this would come down to him saving me.
Again.
“What do you want?”
“An address, and proof of safety.”
“Show me Lavena.”
“Not until I see what I want to see.”
Flynn looked over at me, realising how bad it would look if he showed him.
“Hurry the fuck up. My patience is non-existent.”
I loved hearing Bear when he was angry. It was a growl, an actual growl, and that did things to me.
Flynn finally flipped the phone and I saw Bear’s face as he took in my form tied to the bed, my ass on display. Slowly, Flynn flipped it back, and I saw the colour drain from his face.
“She better have clothes on when I get there. Address. Now.”
“He’s got enough men here to kill you, O’Leary.”
“Did I ask for safety tips, Flynn?” he shot back. “Text me the address before I do something really fucking crazy like tell your kids what a horror their daddy is.”
The phone disconnected and I saw Flynn’s shoulders sink. If he had been a good guy, I would feel sorry for him.
“Untie me,” I told him.
“No,” he said. “He’ll kill them anyway.”
“No, he won’t. He’s not evil like you.”
Flynn hesitated, before he moved over to undo the cuffs. “Neal isn’t going to be easy to overpower.”
“Neal can eat a dick,” I spat. “And since he’ll be going back to prison forever after this, he probably will, multiple times and in every orifice.”
When my legs were freed, I looked down at the scraps of my panties and back at him. “Where are my clothes? Alex will lose his shit if he sees me naked.”
The door opened. We both froze, before I saw Dempsey sneak in. He turned to Flynn, horror on his face.
“What the fuck did he do?”
“Nothing,” I said, holding my hand up to stop him. “Alex is on his way.”
“I know,” he said, whispering. “He just texted me. Prepare for a fight, Orla, coz he’s coming in hot.”
Suddenly, my relief turned back to panic. I knew what that meant. They were bringing everyone, and there would be loss of life.
“Dempsey, you need to leave,” I told him. “Go and find somewhere to hole up and get through this.”
“Like hell I would leave you here,” he shot back. “Flynn can go fuck himself though.”
“Fuck you,” Flynn turned on him. They were about to throw fists when I stood up, throwing my bound hands in between them and waiting for someone to untie me. Dempsey did it quickly, and soon, I held onto my red raw wrists, the coolness of my fingertips acting as a salve to them.
“Get back on the bed,” Flynn ordered. “If Neal came in here right now, he’d lose his shit.”
Dempsey pulled off the shirt he’d put on since leaving earlier and held it out to me.
I pulled it on, covering my bare body, except for my breasts which were still encased in my bra, thankfully.
The shirt fell just down under my ass, so I sat back down on the bed, holding my wrists in the ropes that were draped over them, forcing tears down my cheeks.
I prayed Alex got here fast. Or I’d end up in the back of a van somewhere, being sold off to the highest bidder.