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My guys. I missed them so much I physically ached with it. I had wanted my independence, the chance to grow and have thestrength inside me to survive. I had overreacted by leaving the house the way I did, cutting off communication, while I stewed in my stubbornness. In principle, I was right. They had to let me spread my wings and learn the way I wanted to. But there was a better way of telling them that without leaving them with nothing but a note.
Would I even get the chance to fix what I had broken? I closed my eyes and pictured Gideon in the meadow, as he peered up at me, his head between my thighs. He had made sure I knew that they still wanted me, despite my leaving. I had to believe that would stay true, even with the new scars I would have.
My stomach heaved again as I thought about Lyle’s brand on my unmarred thigh. The Knights had always been accepting and even loving about my scars. How would they react to seeing a word carved into my flesh, on display anytime I was naked with them? The idea of them looking at me in revulsion caused despair to worm its way into my thoughts.
Sleep started to take over my exhausted body and mind. I was somewhere between the worlds of awake and dreams when I heard shouting behind the door across the room from me. It was more than one male voice this time, the number of people working with Lyle growing again. The tiny hairs on my body rose when I realized the argument was about who was going to get me next. I scrambled as far from the door as possible, my eyes flying around the dark room for any hopes of protecting myself.
The door opened, spilling light across the side of the room. The figure in the open doorway was shadowed, but it was easy to tell it was Lyle. Behind him, in the bright hallway, another man stood, staring into the darkness hungrily. I knew he couldn’t see me, as his face twisted in anger and he started to walk forward. Lyle glanced back once, but he didn’t stop the man from following.
I was momentarily blinded as my eyes tried to adjust to the contrast between light and dark. My ears easily picked up Lyle’s footsteps as he approached. I loosened my stance, preparing for his attack. He stopped before he was within reach and tilted his head as he took in my appearance.
“You covered up. You’ll learn that when I expect you naked, you better be.”He moved toward me with his knife out.
I put my hands up in a fighting stance, trying to remember all the things I had been practicing. Lyle hesitated for a moment, and then a condescending grin spread across his face.
“You aren’t going to stop me from using my property,”he said.
“I’m not yours.”I stepped back as far as the restraint would allow.
“You’ve always belonged to me. From the moment you walked into that group home, you were mine,”he said.
I pushed away the inner negative thoughts that started to flow with his words. I had worked hard to overcome the feelings of abandonment and that loss of belonging somewhere. None of it was healthy.
“I belong to myself and no one else.”
I sidestepped as he reached out with his free hand. With my front hand, I snapped out a jab and tried to punch him in the jaw. He moved out of the way and the blow glanced his shoulder. It was in that moment I realized I had been too focused on Lyle. Arms banded around my upper torso, trapping me against a body. A scream tore from my throat as I tried to fight free.
“You have so much more fight in you, Bee. Is that from playing the whore to four men? Did they teach you to fight?”Lyle stepped close, his rank breath on my cheek.
His hands found the tie that held the fabric on my breasts, baring me to his hungry eyes again. The knife was out again. I froze as the tip slid down my rib cage to my hip, the bladeslipping under the strap of my thong, cutting through the fabric as Lyle yanked. With rough hands, Lyle pulled the material from between my legs.
I tried to throw a knee up, to connect with any part of him, but he saw the move coming. Putting the knife away, his hand slammed down on my injured thigh, his fingers digging into the cuts. I slammed my teeth together to keep the scream that wanted to erupt from coming out.
Lyle’s fingers dug in and he laughed gleefully as I tried to pull away. The movements made me press against the man behind me and I almost immediately recognized the hardness the man rubbed against my lower back as I moved. I tried to push myself away from him, but with Lyle distracted, he was taking his chance. One of the hands that held me slipped up until it was cupping my breast. Fat fingers dug painfully and pinched my nipple.
“Damn it, Buzz!”Lyle’s voice suddenly erupted.
The hands on me froze, but didn’t move. The length against my lower back continued to move, and I physically shuddered.
“She wants it,”the voice that must have been Buzz said.
Lyle’s hand snapped forward and grabbed Buzz’s wrist. He twisted, pulling his fingers from my nipple, cause me to wince, but I stayed as quiet as possible.
“It’s not time for you yet. I already told you, you’ll get your turn once I get her broken in again. Got it?”
The grip around my waist only tightened and I could see in the dim light that Lyle’s eyes had narrowed.
“That’s gonna take too long.”Buzz’s slow speech reflected what was likely his intelligence level.
“Do as you’re told,”Lyle said.
Not taking any chances, Lyle grabbed one of my wrists and yanked me from Buzz’s grip. With his other hand, he grabbed ahandful of my hair, pulling my face to his. Though the light was dim, I could make out every pock mark on his pallid skin.
“Behave, or I’ll let Buzz have what he wants. Got it, Bee?”
The idea of behaving for Lyle made everything in me protest. However, the lingering pain from Buzz’a hands and his cock jabbing me in the back made me nod my head slightly. That acceptance lit a fire in his eyes and he smashed his lips to mine. I clamped my mouth shut, squeezing my eyes closed, and tried not to breathe in his disgusting odor.
Lyle pulled back, apparently satisfied with my acceptance of the situation. For just a moment, he allowed softness to appear on his face as he ran a finger along my bottom lip. But it disappeared as he looked into my eyes and sneered.
