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Panic alights inside me.

Roughly, he starts jerking my jeans and boxers off. He completely removes them before his palm squeezes my ass cheek. He spits and then he’s on top of me.

No.

He’s not about to do that.

I’m stunned, not completely sure of what’s happening, and then fire burns at my hole.

“No,” I cry out. “Please—”

His fist slams down between my shoulder blades, knocking the breath out of me. The fire breach turns into a full-on invasion as his thick length shoves into me, splitting me in half.

The pain is overwhelming.

I can’t breathe.

I’m crying.

I’m dying.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

The abuse continues forever, the pain growing so intense, I vomit all over my sleeping bag. The acidic scent of puke plus the needy grunts coming from Logan are too much.

I black out. For how long, I’m not sure. And then I’m back to my nightmarish reality.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

I attempt to replay the moment with Raegan.

Just her and me. Just us. Her soft whimpers.

But it’s not enough. He steals me from her.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

Logan is raping me.

He’s fucking raping me.

Everything feels as though it’s spinning, but finally, the brutality stops. I’m left half naked, messy from his spent cum spitting out of my ravaged asshole, and sobbing uncontrollably.

It’s not until I hear his snores beside me do I allow myself to finally relax all my muscles.

I can’t take this again.

We have to get the fuck out of here.

This is taking forever.

Me and my brother are good trackers, but they always seem to be too far ahead of us. We wasted a couple of days when our trail went cold again. It opened up to a huge meadow near a water source. Bears, wolves, deer, and other game trampled down the brush, leading in many different directions. All we had to go on was the general southeast route they had been taking this whole time and assume it’d continue.

We were wrong.

The trail quickly went cold and we were forced to backtrack, losing half a day by going in the wrong direction. Another several hours were spent splitting up and searching deeper for the trail to pick up again. Wild eventually found it, shooting more southwest this time. By the time he rounded us up, it was dark and traveling through the night when we barely picked up their trail seemed stupid. We couldn’t afford to lose any more time, so breaking for camp was a necessity.

“We’re never going to find them,” I grumble, rolling Raegan’s earring around between my thumb and finger. “Who’s to say they’re even still alive?”

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