Delicate muscle began to flutter around the male’s girth, teasing out the response her body sensed was close. The swell of his knot began to brush against strained lips, slapping against tender folds. Nature had its last laugh as Quinn took his entire length, pussy a rippling, twisting wave of contractions as she urged the knot to lock in. To fill her.
Built to withstand the violence and abuse of an Alpha, to protect the life growing inside of her no matter what, Quinn sobbed as she came. She needed an Alpha to stay alive, to keep her child safe.
Any Alpha would do.
Curled up on her side on the stinking mattress, Quinn drifted in a black fog, distancing herself as much as she could. The dull ache between her thighs, the sharp sting vibrating from her ass, even the twinge in her jaw was buried under an expanse of murky shadows.
Gerry had entered for a moment, thinking to have his fun one last time before Josh disabused him of the notion. She was property now. Perhaps Quinn should be thankful for that at least. After collecting his money—a mere twenty grand since she was not only further along in her pregnancy but scarred and bruised in addition—Gerry and Tina slithered back into whatever hole they had crawled from.
Now she listened to the low rise and fall of Josh’s voice as he spoke with someone on his cellphone. He didn’t play with her, didn’t even look at her much. Just sat in the lone rickety chair nearby. The scent of an Alpha not soured by insanity and sadistic glee covered her in a fine sheen. Stomach filled, holes clenching tight to hold in the last sticky clumps of his load, Quinn sunk deeper into the haze and didn’t think too hard about the overwhelming relief these things brought.
A pattern tapped at the door tried to wrench her back into the moment, Quinn digging her heels in, refusing to acknowledge anything but the fragile peace centered beneath her lungs. Josh called something out and then he was there, looming over her, his breath scattering over her shoulder and cheek as he leaned close.
“You’re going to be a good girl for our friends. They’re going to give you what you need, and you’re going to make sure they leave out of here with a smile on their faces. Got it?”
A soft slap to her cheek brought hazy gray back, a rush of something electric sizzling through her synapses bringing everything into hyper focus. Quinn only nodded, not even certain what she was agreeing to anymore.
“Good girl,” Josh said, and if there was the smallest rumble in his tone, Quinn clung to it like a life raft.
Then he was gone, four men in his place looking down at her with undisguised greed. Alphas, all of them.
“I get her pussy first,” the muscle-bound male in a suit far too good for such a place as this said through a growl. It was so violent, so eager, it was almost a challenge in and of itself.
Quinn closed her eyes as hands reached for her, rolling her onto her hands and knees.
Chapter 16
Lashes glued shut under layers of unspeakable things, stiff from only a moment of sleep, Quinn whimpered as something hard banged on the door. Sunlight streamed through the threadbare curtains, piercing her retinas through a haze of white. Curling into a tiny ball, Quinn sought refuge under the blistering heat that had pinned her down not so long ago.
Josh shoved her away, climbing out of the bed amid a string of snarls and grumbles. Jerking his pants on, he shuffled to the door. It flung wide open as soon as the lock turned.
“Care to tell me why you’re fucking my pussy?”
Eyelids flying open, ignoring the little burst of pain, Quinn tried to make herself even smaller. Tucking her legs tight to her belly, arms wedging knees close, she protected the most vulnerable part of her.
“Ah, c’mon, it was late and—”
“Don’t give a shit.” The lesser Alpha stumbled back from the casual shove to his shoulder, slammed into the cracked plaster with a flurry of white dust. Well-muscled chest expanding, filling the entire space with aggression, he stepped closer to Josh, letting loose a subterranean growl of dominance.
Quinn clenched her teeth against the scream clawing at the back of her throat. Fingers gripping the edge of the bed, she began to pull herself towards the side furthest from the pair. Head ducked low, reeking of fearful submission, she tried to slink away.
“I’m sorry—”
“Oh, you’re gonna be. And if I ever catch you with one of my girls, you are gonna wish I killed you outright.”
“I’ll pay, Rip. I’ll pay for my time with her, I swear.” Head canted, he bared the side of his throat to the dominant male, offering the choice vulnerability. Seeking to appease, Josh stammered out, “I got that creep Gerry down to twenty, and I charged those guys extra. All told, she made you back the price you paid for her.”
Alton scoffed, an ugly sneer disfiguring his lips. Quinn sensed his attention turning towards her. Knees on the stiff carpet, she abased herself and slipped off the mattress. He couldn’t see her like this. Covered in the slime of so many, still dripping from her abused cunt in thick rivulets. A sob was caught, battering at the back of her teeth as she shriveled before the sound of stomping boots.
“Get the fuck up.” The order was snapped out, a command not to be ignored.
Quinn managed to scrape an extra inch away, pressing down into the moldy carpet as she huddled in on herself. Face hidden, she prayed to whatever deity would listen that he’d turn away, leave, just forget about his new acquisition.
“I said get—” The assault stopped before it even started, his hand closed around her upper arm. An experimental sniff followed by a deep inhale. He dragged her up, holding her suspended as Quinn tried to fall back to the floor. Disbelief was thick in his voice, confusion tight on its heels as he whispered, “Quinn?”
Meaty palm pushing back the stiff, crusty folds of her hair, he forced desperate gray eyes to meet his. His howl was deafening, shuddering through her bones and ripping something inside of her free. He flung her away, her body crashing into the sticky wall with a splintering crack. Covered in plaster dust, chunks of it clinging to her hair, terrified, she met his gaze for only a bare heartbeat before she eased her body back down to her position of horrible submission.
Alpha anger was dangerous. Make yourself small, make the smallest target you could, while they raged around you. Give no reason for them to turn that strength on you.
