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“Your survival instincts are shaky, you get that??”
I screw up my lips. “My father always said it would be my mouth that would get me in trouble.”
We walk through the metal door as he turns his head and looks at me. “I’d like to get that mouth in some trouble.”
My belly flutters and flips. How is it that my captor is captivating me? I should hate him, spit on him, try to kill him. Instead, the way he looks at me makes my nipples tingle and my clit come alive.
The rest of the way upstairs, I keep my trap shut. The idea of sunshine and a shower is more motivating than the thought of escape, and when Chain leads me though the back of the bar a group of men and women stare, some of them the guys that I’ve encountered since I’ve been here, other’s I don’t recognize.
The two women smile, look at each other, then at the floor.
“Seriously, Chain?”
“Troy, man, just let me handle this. I’ll be back later and explain. For now, I’m taking her.”
The rest of the men at the table look at the guy Chain called Troy, waiting for whatever shoe is about to drop.
“I want you back here in three hours. We need to have another meeting. Another vote.”
I see the muscles in Chain’s jaw harden as he moves us to a chair where I see my backpack. He picks it up, clears his throat on a nod toward Troy and tugs me along behind him, heading for the door.
One of the girls giggles as we pass. “Always knew you were the leash and collar type.”
“Shut the fuck up.” Troy points toward the girl, and she drops her head as she turns, stepping toward the bar. “Get me a Bud, and mind your business.”
An instant later, my neck is jerked in the direction of the door.
“Oww.” I bite out, reaching up to grab the chain and give it a good tug back.
Wrong. Move.
Chain is in my face in a half second. His fist now looped with the leash, giving me only a few inches between his hand and my collar.
“Do we have short term memory loss?” He seethes, and I hate the reaction I’m having to him even now when he’s dragging me around like a dog.
I’ve disappointed him. And I don’t like the fact that I care about that.
I hear laughter from the table of guys, and instead of indifference, which would be my usual reaction, my cheeks burn. There’s a pit of tension in my gut from Chain’s disappointed glare.
I shake my head. “No.”
“Good. Because, if you’d like, I can hand over this leash to the guys at that table.” He tips his head and runs his tongue along his top teeth.
“No. Sorry.” I swallow, hating the gathering heat between my legs.
“Good girl.” He whispers into my ear, and the world is spinning.
Plop. I’m done.
Chapter Six
Chain
“Wow.” The dark eyed girl that has become a permanent fixture in my mind looks around my living room as I turn the deadbolt on the front door and lead her toward the kitchen.
I gotta say, having her on a leash and collar is not helping my cock get under control. All I can think about is having her on all fours, pulling her forward with my dick in my hand and her mouth open.
I drop her duffel on the floor and slip the shoulder strap from her computer bag off my shoulder and let it slide onto the kitchen table, along with her backpack, and point toward a chair.
“Sit.”
She rolls her eyes. Her lack of respect for her current situation fucking turns me on. It shouldn’t. I should set her on her ass in the corner and put a gag in her mouth, but I know that’s not what’s going to happen.
First things first, she needs to make good on her promise.
“Show me.” I point to her computer bag and for the first time since I took her from the basement, I set the end of her chain on the table and take a seat next to her.
She moves slowly, her face and hands smeared with dirt and the biggest part of me wants to run her a fucking bubble bath and spend the next hour washing her and telling her everything is going to be okay. But I can’t do that.
As much as this stranger with chocolate brown eyes, and matching hair that screams for me to fist it as I drive my cock into her, she tried to rob the club.
They are family. They are counting on me to make this right, even though I’m sure if there was another vote today my goodwill would have run out. And then I would be on the run with her, because there’s no way I would let anyone hurt her.
