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We lock eyes, and he thrusts into me while pushing my hips down to meet him. “Think about how your body craves this.” Thrust. “Craves me.” Thrust. “Craves us.”
I start moving up and down, meeting him with each thrust. He pulls at my shirt, so I jerk it over my head and toss it across the room. Lev’s green eyes lose their brightness with each movement; I watch him fade away until he’s fucking me like I’m a stranger.
Lev’s hands go to my hips, lifting me off of him and flipping us so my face is buried in the couch and my ass is hanging off the edge. He slides into me slowly first, before he starts ramming into me. Using me. I take it at first, using his anger to fuel my own instead of falling into the grief I feel deep down.
I move my hand between my legs, rubbing my clit to the same vigorous pace he’s setting. Clenching my walls around him, I bring us closer and closer to the edge together. His hand goes to my hair and pulls tightly, making my back arch in response. It hurts so good that I moan and pick up the pace on my clit.
Sweat coats our bodies by the time he lets go of my hair. His abs brush my back as he leans over me and pushes my fingers away as he takes over rubbing my sensitive nub. I let him take over as the orgasm begins to build. Suddenly he pinches my clit hard enough to hurt. I cry out as I come, pushing my ass into him as though I’m begging for more. He rolls his hips making his piercing hit just the right spot, causing me to fly into another orgasm as he comes inside of me.
As soon as his cock stops pulsing, he pulls out and practically jumps to his feet. I watch him from the couch, my knees too weak to stand. Lev grabs his pants, steps into them, and slams the door behind him just like Damien.
I should feel vulnerable. My shorts are torn and hardly hanging on, Lev’s cum dripping from me, and my shirt discarded somewhere across the room. My scars are on full display as Alexi sits behind me in the chair like the king he believes he is.
If there is anything my time on this island has taught me, it’s to own who I am. It’s hard to forget your past when it’s written all over your body, but it’s not hard to remember who I am because of it. I went through hell, literal hell, to get where I am today. I’m done feeling embarrassed by the reminders of my strength.
I stand, letting the torn pieces of my shorts fall to the floor. Now facing Alexi, I let him get his fill of me. He’s the only one who hasn’t seen me naked, and I can’t figure out what he’s thinking. His face is so perfectly neutral.
He stands and walks over to me, his knuckles grazing my chin as he takes it all in. His stare burns as if it’s marking me without touching me. Alexi circles my body while I remain still, letting him have time to decide on my punishment.
“As much as I love seeing your ass red with my handprint,” he says, moving to stand in front of me again, “I think now, we’re even.”
My jaw clenches and I feel my nostrils flare in anger. The fiery rage inside me is so powerful that I’m shocked smoke isn’t spilling from my nose like a pissed-off dragon.
He looks at me and shakes his head before walking to his room and softly shutting the door. He wanted to shame me, so he forced the feeling of disappointment onto me. It’s more powerful than any of the anger or regret Damien and Lev tried to fuck into me. My knees give out, all the strength I was using to keep it together crumbles as I fall to my ass on the couch. I will not sit here and cry. I will get it together so I can get out of here. I need to run as far and as fast as I can.
Once I feel like I can stand, I go to my room, locking the door behind me as I clean up. By now, locking the door is probably pointless. None of these men know how to give up control, so the idea of me having the only key at this point is almost laughable.
I grab my things as fast as humanly possible, shoving them into my bag. I don’t have a lot. It always makes the process of running away so much easier. I flip open my laptop on my desk and shoot a message to Laney. It’s not long, but it gets the point across that I have to leave. I give her the address to a safe house she can go to. It’ll be close to my first hiding spot once I reach Italy if she wants to get in touch. I still haven’t gotten my phone back since the ambush, and I don’t know if Lev put anything on the spare one they found.
“EVIE!” Alexi yells. “Get out here!”
I freeze, not knowing what to do.Is this the moment they kill me?
“Don’t make me come get you,” Alexi threatens.
I unsheath a blade from my waist and open the door. They’re all standing there, but Alexi is the only one who will look at me.
“We are leaving. A plane will be here to get you in an hour. Don’t come back.” It’s all he says before nodding to the guys.
“That’s it?” I ask in shock. Part of me thought they were going to kill me, and the other hoped they would just ask me what was going on so I could finally tell them the damn truth. But no, they’re running off while I leave. “After everything, really?”
I try not to get choked up as they all turn their backs to me and leave through the door.
“Fuck you guys,” I say to their backs. “Fuck you for making me believe in something better and not even asking about my side!”
The door slams shut behind them and panic like I’ve never felt before hits me. My hands start shaking, my eyes blur with tears, and my chest feels like it’s cracking open. They saw it all, they saw all the parts of me and acted like they could love me anyway. They saw all the scars, they saw the panic, they saw the walls I built. And then they made them come crashing down.
I make it to my bathroom, climbing into the bathtub, letting my new reality sink in.Hefound me. I’ll have to run again, and this time with no untraceable way to contact my uncle. I have to completely start over again. After he found me when I was in school, I thought staying hidden at the compound, only leaving for jobs, would keep me safe. I was wrong. Coming to the island, I had so much hope that everything would be coming to an end soon. That I could use these men to finally get my revenge and walk away. I guess I was wrong about that too.
I take a blade from my waist and pull up my shorts.Fuck this feeling.
Looking down at the scars that seem to have just recently healed, I push the blade into my thigh until blood bubbles up around it. Only this time, I push harder than I know I should.
I force myself to think of all the feelings I have for these men. The love that helped me feel less broken, the peace that fooled me into believing I was safe, the comfort that healed so many cracks in my heart, and the all consuming need pulling me to run after them and beg them to listen. As the blood runs down my leg, sliding down the drain to be lost forever, I let all of those emotions go with it.
Three cuts. Three new scars. Three people I leave behind. Every memory with them fades away as I watch the stream of crimson run thinner and thinner. I let it all out. I let it all go. Then, I get ready to run and never look back.
Chapter 57
