Page 105 of Satan's Priest


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“For the last time,no!” Dad yelled.

I stuck my fingers into my ears to block out the noise, but it didn’t do any good. My skin crawled, and I hyper-fixated on their noisy eating. Christy wouldn’t look away from me as she purposely chewed louder so I would hear her.

Rage boiled in my veins, and I shot to my feet, my chair screeching across the floor.

“Get back here!” Dad yelled as I stormed out of the dining room.

“No!” I screamed back.

I ground my molars against each other. I could still hear them eating like they were doing it right in my ears. A growl vibrated in my chest, and I clacked my teeth together, making the same strange sound I’d made when my demon tried to kill Samantha.

A hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. I screamed, shoving at Dad’s chest and sending him stumbling backward.

“Get off me!” I shrieked.

Dad’s eyes widened, and he looked at his chest as if he couldn’t believe what I’d just done.

I sucked in a breath, realizing my mistake. Dad would punish me for that. It seemed like he always wanted a reason to—especially to touch me where he shouldn’t.

When he raised his eyes, I took a timid step back with wide eyes. His face reddened with rage, and his nostrils flared.

I screamed as Dad lunged forward. I dodged his outstretched hand and bolted down the hall toward the stairs. He followed close behind me. As I went up the first four steps, he snatched my shirt and yanked me toward him. I screamed and fell backward into him. We tumbled to the ground with limbs flailing. My chin connected with a hard surface, and I bit my tongue.

Dad gripped my arm and jerked me to my feet. I whimpered as his meaty hand grabbed the back of my neck, squeezing so hard I brought my shoulders to my ears to release the tension in my muscles.

Blood filled my mouth, and I screamed as he dragged me into the living room. He shoved me, making me stumble and fall to the ground with a yelp.

“Robert, you need to calm down,” Mom said as she entered the room. Fear filled her eyes as she watched Dad treat me like a rag doll.

Dad unbuckled his belt and shook his head as his face shifted from red to purple. I watched in terror as he pulled off the leather strap. My mind went to him telling me he would fuck me. I gulped air, my heart thundered in my chest, and I worried I would faint like one of those goats who passed out when they were scared.

“You want to act like a disobedient child? Then I’ll treat you like a disobedient child. Bend over,” Dad snarled as he threw me against the sofa.

I turned around, shaking my head. Tears filled my eyes. “No!”

Dad’s lip curled, and I ducked past him, only for him to grab my hair and yank me back to the couch. I cried out, trembling and unsure if my legs could hold me up.

“Let me out,”my demon whispered in my head.

Why weren’t Daiman and Lucien coming for me? They said they could feel my emotions through our bond. So why the hell weren’t they here?

“Let me out!”

I shook my head, my breathing ragged. Dad spun me around and bent me over the armrest. I screamed and tried to get out of his grip.

“Move one more goddamn time, Grace, and I’m kicking you out after this,” Dad snarled.

I tensed but stopped moving. My sobs rocked my shoulders, and I buried my face in my folded arms. My scream pierced my ears as Dad’s belt cracked against my ass, then my thighs.

“Robert,” Mom said in a shaky voice—her weak attempt to stop him.

“Shut up, woman, or you’re next!” Dad shouted.

I screamed as the belt whipped against my ass again. Dad raised my skirt, exposing my bare ass, which was most likely red from the beating. Tears slipped down my cheeks as I felt my father’s eyes on my bare bottom and, most likely, my vagina from behind.

“No underwear?” Dad snarled. “Who are you spreading your legs for, girl?” His belt cracked against my ass again. This time I felt the buckle drag against my sensitive flesh. I bit my bottom lip and swallowed the blood that filled my mouth from biting my tongue.

“Let me out!”

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