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His eyes flash with a storm of rage and violence. I flinch at the evilness staring back at me. I’m going to die. In my brother’s bed. Alone.
Well, not all alone.
Logan will be here.
He slides off to my side and roams his free hand down my front. I sob behind his hand when he roughly touches my cock through my boxers. His touch doesn’t arouse me. It terrifies the hell out of me.
I’m thrust to the past when he forced his way inside me.
How he ripped tender parts as he took and took and took.
I gag, knowing the fate that awaits me.
“I’m going to let go of your mouth,” Logan warns, “and if you cry or scream for help, I’ll stab every goddamn one of them next door while they sleep. Their deaths will be on your hands. Is that what you want, pet? To be complicit in their murders?”
Tears silently roll down and I shake my head in vehemence. Almost everyone I love is next door. If he were to kill them all, there’s no point in me living at all.
He pulls his palm from my mouth, eyes narrowed as he waits for me to make a sound. I clamp down, pressing my lips together, and squeeze my eyes shut so I don’t have to see him.
“I missed your tight little hole, pet.”
A sob crawls up my throat, but I swallow it down, refusing to be the reason my family dies. I can feel his calloused fingers digging into my stomach as he latches onto my boxers and pulls them down. With superior strength, he flips me onto my stomach and spits onto my ass crack. The entire bed quivers with my silent sobbing. I can hear him fumbling with his belt. The jangling of the buckle lets me know it’s almost time for severe pain.
“Did you keep your hole safe for me?” he rumbles, pulling my ass cheeks apart. “Or did you let your brother fuck it?” He spits again, the wad landing on my asshole. “I watched the three of you last night through the window. Don’t they know you belong to me, pet?”
His rough thumb rubs his spit over my asshole and I brace myself for the pain.
It’s coming.
Inevitable and mighty.
Maybe this time I’ll die from it.
An animal roars nearby.
Is it Logan? Is he eager to claim me once and for all?
The beast has entered the cabin with us. I can still hear its thunderous roaring. The icy sting of the air sweeps in, chilling my backside.
Is it a bear? A wolf? Will it eat us both?
I can only hope.
Logan’s grip on my ass disappears. A thud to my left has me turning my head, peeking to see what the creature is. Logan is on his ass, jeans and boxers pulled down his thighs, staring up at the beast with absolute fear in his eyes.
Fear?
Logan isn’t afraid of anything.
Maybe a grizzly.
The beast slams something down on Logan—an ax. What sort of animal carries around an ax? It thwacks into his shoulder, damn near severing his arm from his body. The horrible wail pouring into the cabin is from Logan. Pained and horrified. What a beautiful sound.
While Logan screams in agony, I watch the beast grab his foot and yank him out of view. Unable to keep my curiosity at bay, I roll onto my back to stare down the monster.
Massive. Feral. Rippling with rage. His eyes are pure malice as he stares down his prey. Not me. I’m not the prey. I’m the beast’s young.
Dad.
