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I feel her body tense as I still grip her arms, now holding her torso up in the air. I feel a pull of her body to mine.
Corbin stands as the two men pull her legs apart.
I can’t do this, but I don’t know how to get us out of this. I have to find a way, watching her suck his cock was enough.
I don’t know if the tense feeling I’m getting from her is real or if I’m imagining it. I don’t know if she’s begging me to save her or desperate for him to sink his cock inside her.
As Corbin tugs on her legs, she feels more like mine than his. She’s still mine.
No matter what pain she puts me through.
No matter the agony.
No matter how many men she chooses over me, my heart is still hers. And hers still beats for me.
I don’t know how to get her out of here safely, but I can take away her fear until then.
I find the spot on her neck—a pressure point used to put people to sleep, and I press my thumb against it. It takes a few minutes for it to work, and I don’t know if I have that kind of time.
She squirms in my arms but tries to keep a composed face. At least, that’s how my mind has morphed this situation.
“Trust me,” I whisper.
I’m not sure she hears me. She continues to tense and then relaxes in my grip until she suddenly goes limp, falling into a heavy sleep.
I take a deep breath, finally able to breathe now that I’ve protected her consciousness from the pain. Now, to protect her body.
I’m going to have her words begging for him, her mouth willingly sucking him, in my head forever. And yet, I still fucking love her. Love is a strange thing I’ve yet to fully understand, but I do know that by the time we leave here, everyone in this room will know she’s mine.
25
Liesel
I’m drenched in sweat as my body bounces up and down.
What’s happening?
Where am I?
I open my eyes, feeling the weight of my body get tossed around in a leather seat. I’m in the backseat of a car, I realize when I see buildings flicker by out my window. I’m wearing my shorts and tank top again.
My eyes snap to the driver’s seat, expecting to see Corbin, Maxwell, or any of their men.
“Langston?” I croak out, my throat dry and scratchy.
He doesn’t turn around to look at me, but his shoulders tense, and I know he heard me speak.
I play through everything I remember.
Purposefully seducing Corbin.
Sucking his dick with Langston holding my arms. The connection I felt to Langston in that moment, making it easier for me to surrender myself to the cause.
And then Corbin approaching me, ready to tear me apart.
I remember feeling fear for the first time. But then I felt Langston holding onto me, and it didn’t matter who was about to fuck me; all that mattered was my connection to him.
And then blackness.
