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I remained on my stomach, trying to come up with a quick plan of action. I knew once we reached our destination that the inevitable would be moments away from happening.

And I was right.

Seconds after the truck came to a full stop, one of my brothers dropped the tailgate and grabbed hold of my habit to pull me out.

“We could fuck her now,” my younger brother, Noah, whispered, pressing his elbow into my back to keep me pinned down.

“No, Judy is enough for me. Besides, look at her, she’s filthy.”

At their words, my stomach twisted into a knot, acidic bile rising in my throat. Judy was our thirteen-year-old cousin.

How did I not know this was going on? When did my brothers start feeding on the bullshit our father spewed like every other brainwashed acolyte? This shouldn’t have surprised me as much as it did.

The entire Order was made up of one, giant incestuous family exchanging body fluids.

“Suit yourself; I don’t care what she looks like. I only want what’s between her legs.” Noah laughed. He gripped the dark fabric around my waist and started sliding it up.

“Make it quick; I’ll wait in the truck.”

The sound of retreating footsteps had one of my worst fears quickly becoming a reality. I was really being left alone to be violated, which was normal under usual circumstances, but never by my brothers.

“Don’t,” I choked out, struggling to move away.

“Shhh,” he blew in my ear, pressing the side of my face into the bed of the truck.

Grabbing my cloth underwear with one hand, he easily tore it away. His heavy cross amulet pressed into my back as he crushed me with his weight.

I heard the telltale sound of his belt being undone and my stomach turned to stone.

“Stop,” I pleaded a little louder, my voice chock-full of emotion.

He cleared his throat and spat into the palm of his hand, rubbing the DNA we shared between my ass cheeks. I swallowed repeatedly to hold down vomit but when his disgusting, hard cock pressed against my sensitive hole, it erupted from my mouth and dribbled down my chin, leaving an acidic taste on my tongue.

I thrashed from side to side, trying my damndest to dislodge him, failing miserably. My haggard body protested at the movement, radiating with pain. Louis Armstrong began to croon out the words to What A Wonderful World from the truck’s cassette player, overshadowing my pleas and sobs.

“Hold still,” Noah growled, flipping me over so I was on my back, forcing my head to lie in my own vomit.

My shoulders screamed in their sockets, and twine cut into my wrists.

“Please don’t do this,” I begged as he settled between my legs. He covered my mouth with his hand and managed to shove half his length inside me.

Vigorously shaking my head back and forth, I freed my mouth and sucked in a breath, releasing it on a broken scream as he pulled out and pushed back in. Friction coupled with dryness tore the delicate tissue, making me bleed. My mind blanked, unable to believe that this was happening, that my sweet little brother wasn’t moving inside me, moaning his pleasure in my ear.

Nausea tossed my stomach. I couldn’t get out from beneath him and I was wasting all my energy trying, but I had to do something. No one was going to save me.

Adrenaline had my pulse racing at a hazardous speed. I could hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. With a single-minded focus, I lurched up and brought us nearly mouth to mouth, catching him by surprise.

I snagged his lower lip between my teeth and bit down as hard as I could.

“Ah, fuck!” he garbled, immediately pulling out of me.

His fist and pain simultaneously hit the right side of my face. The impact forced me to let go, but not without tearing a soft piece of flesh from the inside of his mouth. I spat it out, along with the blood I tasted on my tongue.

He jumped up and swiped his face with the back of his arm. With nothing to balance me, I fell off the gate of the truck. Before I could get my bearings, his boot kicked me square in the stomach.

Gasping, I managed to roll onto my side, receiving another kick to my back. I bent my spine, pulled my shoulders in, and tucked my chin to my chest to form a protective ball.

“Fucking bitch, you’re not even worth it.” A glob of spit landed on my cheek, and his hand came down and attempted to tear the necklace from around my neck.

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