“I only saw Annie once. The night I returned to Rosewood eight months ago.”
“You did?” she sobbed.
“Yes.”
Tears sprung to her eyes. “How did you know no one hurt her?”
I tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. “She was… Roar brought her to my room. He assured me no one else had touched her before.”
“Your room?” Her sobs filled the silence. “What did you do to her?”
“Nothing. I swear. I didn’t touch her. That night I left Rosewood and never went back.”
She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “Why?”
A lump clogged my throat.
“Why?” she cried out. “It must have something to do with her. What the fuck happened?”
My eyes squeezed shut. “I was supposed to…” I tilted my head back, biting my lips. “She was taken as a gift for me.”
I said it. I finally told her my secret, and it felt like I removed a boulder off my chest. Slowly, I opened my eyes, dreading her reaction.
She was bursting into tears, her arms folded around her like a protective circle. Her pain led straight to my soul.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I had no idea Roar would do that. I couldn’t be a part of it. I couldn’t be a part of any of his shit. I took off that night, leaving the Night Skulls behind me forever.”
Her head whipped up. Her bloodshot eyes glazed with tears and rage. “And you left her there? You left her for them? If you really couldn’t be a part of it, why didn’t you get her out? Why didn’t you take her with you? Why?”
Cameron’s words and the image of Annie begging me to rescue her that night tore at me. “I’m sorry. Please let me help you get her back. I can and I will get her back for you.”
“You’ll say anything to make me set you free. You think I’m that stupid? You think I’ll fall for it, you sick bastard? They took her for you, and you were gone. They would kill her.” Hysteric rasps wheezed out of her. “She could be dead by now, you fuck. She could be dead.” She scurried to the bag and yanked out a fucking strap-on. What the fuck?
“No. No. No! Cameron… Cameron! You can’t do that.”
She got into the leather harness and attached the fucking dildo that was inside her a few minutes ago to it. “I can, and I will.”
I pulled the shackles around my wrists with all the strength I had left in my numb arms. My ankles pushed against the other set of chains. Fuck. These things were ironclad.
My breaths snagged as she approached me from behind. Although the collar was loose around my neck, I gasped for breath as if it was buckled, pressing down on my neck.
I felt her hands on my ass and a draught between the cheeks as she pulled them apart. Clenching my asshole as hard as I could, I begged her not to do this to me. She ignored me. Then Annie’s image assaulted me.
Cameron was right. I didn’t listen to her sister’s pleas, why would Cameron listen to me? I left Annie to the most brutal men I’d ever known, to a destiny worse than death. Why should I be spared?
This was payback, and I should take it without a word. I deserved it.
The friction of the silicone between my ass cheeks sent a shiver down my body. The dildo tip reached my asshole, and I held my breath. She pushed. A tear escaped my eye involuntarily.
I was a man about to get fucked by a dildo worn by a woman, and I felt like shit. Imagine what that little girl had felt when a big man like Roar or any of the brothers shoved their filthy dicks inside her. More than once.
I didn’t have the right to ask for forgiveness or beg to be saved. After allowing what happened to Annie, I didn’t have the right to live. My ass stopped clenching. I gave up. Cameron should punish me however she wished.
She was pressing but hadn’t entered yet. Her whimpers hurt me more than the persistent stretching the dildo was forcing upon my rim. The sobs grew louder with every push, wounding me. I hated myself and my family and my life. I hated everything, but Cameron.
Another tear fled my eye. Then cold air replaced the nasty, warm silicone in my ass. “I can’t do this,” she whimpered as her grip left my hips. “I can’t.”
I tilted my head as far as I could to look at her. She was crumbled on the floor, her head in her hands, weeping.
