Chapter 372
But he clamped his mouth down on my shoulder and began to give it a hard, rough suck, nibbling in it ever so often, while increasing the pace
of his thrusts.
I shut my eyes tight, arms flying blindly, landing hits wherever I could – Rex’s chest, his shoulders, his face anywhere and anything, just fo push him off.
But he wouldn’t move. He barely even flinched. It was like trying to shove a wall with trembling fingers.
I felt his hard length poking my thighs, and bile rose to my throat.
Suddenly, he pulled out his fingers, which were now slightly wet, and brought them to his nose.
Gross.
So gross.
What disgusting men are these?
“You smell so good, babe,” He took a deep inhale before reaching for his belt.
He unbuckled it and pulled his trousers halfway down his thighs.
“Oh, God. No. Please,” I tried pulling away, but he yanked the chain on my legs to keep me in place.
It hurts, I swear. It did. My wrists and angles had turned sore red already.
“Kester!” I kept chanting his name like a mantra. “Kester, please!”
Kex paused, and slowly raked his eyes over me until they rested on mine, and all I could see was festering hatred, “You’ve got some fucking nerves, haven’t you?” His tone was ice cold, “Say that name one more time, and I swear to everything that breathes, I’ll rip your tongue out and feed it to the fish,” he warned, but instead of fear, I felt more disgusted.
It was just like reflex. I didn’t know how it happened, but I saw myself spitting right into his face.
The room went still.
I stopped whimpering and suddenly laughed, confusing them. My lip split and was leaking blood. “You’re that terrified of him, huh? Can’t even bear to hear his name without pissing yourself.”
I leaned forward slightly without breaking eye contact. “You’re not a man, Kex. You’re a walking bag of cowardice pretending to be human.”
His eyes flared with disbelief. I smiled again and shook my head, “Kester will find me. And I’ll make sure he doesn’t spare any one of you.”
The boldness… I didn’t know how I managed to conjure it, but if I couldn’t fight with my hands, then let my words fight the battle.
Kex looked at me like I had magically developed some horns.
“You all should be ashamed that you have to exercise your power over a woman. You know where Kester lives, don’t you?” I looked from a blank–faced Nagel to a wide–eyed Kex, “Why don’t you put your balls back in your pants and go face him like the men you are?^
I chuckled, “What? Your balls aren’t big enough to face the Kester Hamilton?” My gaze trailed down his length, which was already shrinking, “Of course it isn’t… Or maybe you left part of it in your mother’s purse. Shame.”
It was instant. The light I saw and the burst of colors… I had received a backhand so fast and sharp that my head snapped sideways. My ears
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rang. My mouth filled with the sharp taste of blood.
Kex had hit me.
He hit me…
No one had ever done that to me. Not even my parents. Not even Kester at his angriest
And before I could catch up, he hit me again across my face, harder than the first. Pain exploded through my jaw, and something wet rolled down my chin.
“You little whore,” he hissed. His hand grabbed the chains at my wrists and yanked hard. The metal bit into my skin, and I cried out, my e body twisting from the pain.
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“You think you’ve got guts?” he growled with his face inches from mine now. “Let’s see how much more of it you’ve got left in you by the time I’m done.”
He turned to the other man, who was standing idle, waiting for his next command.
“Get me that branding iron. It’s time to make her ours.”
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