Chapter Sixteen
SIAN
The feeling of his cock buried deep inside my pussy with the taste of Quin in my mouth is almost too much.
His tongue tangles with mine, taking control of the kiss.
He breaks the kiss and sucks in a breath, his face red from his air flow being restricted.
He’s going to have the imprint of those beads on his neck for days.
I cry out when my masked man slaps my ass as he thrusts into me.
“I want you to scream for me,” he sneers from behind me as he pulls out of my pussy.
I open my mouth to protest but the second he parts my cheeks and I feel the tip of his cock pressing inside me, I gasp.
“Scream, baby,” he says in a sultry tone, then slams into my ass.
A scream so primal and raw tears out of me as pain explodes through my entire body.
Tears leak from the corners of my eyes and roll down my cheeks unchecked. “Fuck, yes,” he hisses.
Quin leans forward and licks the tears from my face.
I barely register the soft touch of his tongue due to the pain rolling through me.
Yes, I have worn butt plugs and done anal a lot, but I was always primed and eased into it.
Tonight, this is too much. Something inside me cracks and splinters but I don’t utter the safe word.
I should but I’m terrified that if I stop this, they won’t want me anymore.
I’m petrified of being alone. I have no idea who my father is.
My mother left me. My stepbrother chose his faith over me.
And my stepfather died. I have abandonment issues and I have known this for a long time, but I didn’t think it would play a factor in what is happening between me and the guys.
The phone call with my mom earlier has brought up old wounds I thought had healed themselves.
I grit my teeth and breathe through the pain. I don’t register being moved as Quin slides under me. The stranger holds me in place as Quin lines his cock up with my pussy and pushes inside me.
I whimper but still don’t utter the word.
My back is pressed against the stranger's chest while Quin is on his back beneath me, Cam comes over with his cock in his hand and I open my mouth on autopilot. They fill all of my holes and I feel nothing except numbness. It’s like I’m a passenger in my own body.
I know what’s happening to me but I can’t feel anything.
I’m in a haze and spiraling but there is nothing there to keep me grounded.
The uncertainty of where I stand with them is tearing me apart inside.
Tears roll down my cheeks but it isn’t from Cam’s dick choking me.
I’m in pain and they either can’t see or don’t care to notice.
I’m expendable. Everyone I love and care about always leaves me and now, I have a choice to make.
Even if it kills me, I have to leave. I won’t be able to handle losing them when they decide they have had their fill of me.
It would destroy me to see them flirt or take another one of the girls here into a room.
I refuse to be left again. This time I will be the one to cut the cord and sever whatever this is before they can do it.
The sound of their grunts ring out, pulling me from my thoughts and that’s when it hits me, I didn’t come.
Cam is the first to pull free, then the stranger behind me.
I wince in pain but don’t say a word. Cam helps me off Quin and uncuffs me but I keep my gaze down, refusing to look at him.
Before they can say anything to me, I move away, snatch my clothes off the ground and walk away without a word.
They all call out to me but I don’t stop.
Tears build and I refuse to break down in front of them.
When I’m far enough away, I quickly pull on my skirt and shirt.
I left my bra and panties behind but I don’t care. I just need to get out of here.
I snatch my heels off the ground and quickly put them on before I pull the door open and practically run.
The instant I hit the main area, I rush toward the elevators and head up to the penthouse.
I shove everything I have into my bag, which isn’t much, and then run out of there.
I make it to the lobby without seeing any of them.
The second I make it out of the exit, I come to a screeching halt at the sight of my mom standing there arguing with Ralph.
“My daughter works here and if you don’t let me in I will fuckin’—”
“Mom?” I say, cutting her off. She and Ralph both whirl around and face me. Ralph’s face contorts at the sight of me but not my mom, she just looks pissed off.
“I’ve been calling you!” she snaps. I cringe.
In my mad dash to help Emily I left my freaking phone on my desk.
“Where the fuck have you been, Sian?” She doesn’t give me a chance to answer, she shoves past Ralph and stalks toward me.
She looks strung out and nothing like the mother I remember growing up with.
Her blonde hair used to shimmer in the sunlight and now it just looks dry and scraggly.
Her green eyes that were once mirrors of my own look dull and lifeless.
She’s missing most of her teeth and looks like she hasn’t showered or changed her clothes in days.
She’s so skinny and looks ill. “I told you that you had three hours. I need my money!” she shouts in my face.
Ralph glares at her and the patrons that are lined up are all staring.
Shame washes over me at the scene she is making. I should be used to it by now.
“Mom, I was… busy,” I say quietly.
She scoffs and scowls at the sight of me.
“Yeah, busy on your fucking back,” she sneers.
I flinch at the loathing in her voice. I don’t know why I still put up with her abuse.
Some would say I’m a sucker for punishment but the truth is, she’s all I've got. Yeah she may have chosen drugs over me but at least she’s always been there.
“Karla.” At the sound of his voice I stiffen and stand up straighter.
I close my eyes and pray my mom doesn’t recognize Cam.
I can feel the three of them behind me and want to melt into the ground.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” His tone is cold and filled with warning, Ralph looks to his bosses, waiting for them to give him the word so he can remove my mother.
I see it the second she realizes who he is, her upper lip pulls back in a snarl and her eyes narrow. She’s hated Cam ever since he banished her from the church for trying to sell me off.
“Shouldn’t you be on your fucking knees somewhere, praying for some fake cunt to save your soul?” she hisses.
I balk at her. “Mom, stop it,” I snap. When she cuts me an icy glare, I snap my mouth closed.
“You aren’t welcome here,” Quin says in a tone that leaves no room for argument, but he has no idea who my mother is and that woman will argue with a brick wall if she thought it was standing in the way of her getting her money from me.
She shoots them all a smug look before focusing back on me and smiling like she won the fucking lottery.
“It’s time to go home, Sian.” Her tone appears calm and kind but I know her better, if I don’t go with her she is going to cause a scene.
I take a step forward, but I’m halted when my arm is gripped.
I turn to look back and see my masked man holding me in place.
My mom strikes out in anger and slaps him.
His hold drops as his mask goes flying to the side.
I gasp in shock at her show of aggression, but all my anger flees when I lock eyes with him.
His blue eyes are wide and riddled with guilt as he stares at me.
My heart is pumping so fast I fear it will burst out of my chest. I thought he left me, turned his back and forgot all about little old me, yet here he stands between Cameron and Quin.
The other two at least have the decency to look remorseful, but the betrayal of their lie stings more than I want to admit.
“Please, Sian, let me explain?—”
Mom cuts Evan off before he can continue. “You good for nothing bastard. You’re just like your father,” she spits, then turns and pushes me forward, making me stumble but Ralph catches my arm before I can fall. “Get your fucking hands off her,” she snaps.
“Lady, if you keep pushing, I’m gonna pepper spray your ass, then chuck you in the dumpster in the back if you don’t shut the fuck up,” he snaps at her, then looks down at my tear stricken face with a sorrowful look on his face.
“Come with me,” is all he says before grabbing my hand in his and leading me away from my mom and the guys.
He ignores their shouts as they try to get us to come back, just continues moving forward.