Chapter 8 Can't Hide from Us

• Racer used my discarded fabrics to wipe my chest and neck.
• “Get out of my way.” Vanquish ordered him.
• He and hunter slipped down to hold my arms and keep me from moving.
• Vanquish rotated around with his cock in my mouth as a pivot point. He grabbed my breasts viciously and pulled them back to him as leverage as he pounded into my mouth.
• I gargled around him. Catching the rhythm of when I should breathe.
• “She feels good. Her mouth is velvet. Eh, fuck.” He pushed deep. “I’m going to seed in her mouth.” He did two little jerks and swelled even more to stretch my throat as I felt something hot slip down the inside of my neck.
• Once he’d finished with me, he slipped out of my mouth and they all released me to stand over me.
• I rolled onto my knees and coughed. Eventually spitting out what he’d poured into my throat.
• Glaring, Vanquish crouched in front of me and caught my hair to tip my head back to look at him. “I didn’t say you could do that, Rabbit. You’re going to pay for it. Next time you won’t get the chance to spit it out.”
• ***
• Hunter smacked my ass. "Next time, one of us will be sticking it in there."
• Racer poked me in one ass cheek as he laughed.
• "Get up." Vanquish ordered.
• I climbed to my feet on shaking limbs. Glaring at him defiantly. Disgusted by what they'd done to me.
• "Never again." I told him. Aching mouth tight.
• "Oh, it'll happen again." He said in a dangerous tone. "Many, many more times."
• ***
• I was so determined to avoid them after that, that I awoke an hour before daylight to make sure I'd not be in my hut when they came looking. I scrubbed my body with rough weeds until my skin was reddened. I hurried.
• I always washed further down by the bridge where there were more shrubs to hide me from the eyes of the pack. Because I never knew when someone could be watching.
• I hopped up to kneel on the edge of the bank and pulled my loose dress over my head. I'll salvage my bodice when I head back.
• I intended to steer clear of them and avoid my hut until I knew they'd given up for the day.
• Tormenting me was always first thing on their agenda. Not today.
• I'd cried last night. Holding my swore parts and working to swallow in my sore throat. I'd had dreams of what they were doing to me. Picturing the pleasure I'd seen on their faces.
• Something which made my body tighten down low and made moisture gather between my legs.
• I didn’t like it.
• It made me hate them.
• They'll never get another piece of me.
• Not even if I have to starve without their help.
• ***
• I pulled on my cloak and was tugging it closed to tie the rope as I leaned to duck the shrubs and emerge between the trees. But as I stood, a viselike grip landed on my wrists to keep me from knotting the rope.
• I gave a panicked scream. Looking at Vanquish’s hands on me. And the expressionless stares of the look alikes behind him. The only difference between them was that Racer had a mole under his left eye.
• They’d forced me to learn the differences between them by bullying me endlessly when I messed it up. Now I was the only one in the Asara pack that could tell them all apart.
• But I dread their faces now even more than before.
• "Did you think you could hide from us?" Vanquish asked with viciously narrowed green eyes.
• “What are you doing?” I leapt back.
• Vanquish took a long step to follow me.
• “Coming to see you.” Racer said. A dangerous light brightening his blue eyes.
• “Yeah, we missed you this morning.” Hunter said. Stroking a palm against the crotch of his pants.
• “We all thought about you last night.” Vanquish said in a low voice.
• “Screw all of you!” I jerked at my wrists but Vanquish’s grip was unbreakable and he chuckled.
• “Look,” Racer remarked. “you can see her big tits jiggling when she struggles.”
• “I know.” Hunter moaned. “I want them today. Or her mouth.”
• “We’ll all get a turn.” Vanquish said.
• “No!” I shook my head.
• “What?” Vanquish’s brow furrowed.
• “She didn’t get to relieve herself yesterday!” Hunter realized. “We were so excited we got greedy.
• “Yes,” Vanquish said. “we did.”
• He gave them a long look over his shoulder. “Take her arms.”
• “No!” I started screaming in holy terror. Kicking so hard that I managed to catch a foot in Vanquish’s chest.
• He only grunted and took a step back to catch himself. Grinding out. “You’re going to pay for that.”
• I looked at him fearfully.
• Hunter and Racer lifted me by my arms and shoulders. Holding me tight enough I couldn’t fight them off.
• Vanquish stood over me.
• “Let’s give them something to look at.” He whispered near my face. Reaching in the neckline of my gown, he lifted my plump breasts out to drape over top.
• Hunter groaned. “I want to fuck them.”
• Vanquish kindly tied the rope at my waist and I thought perhaps something good might happen. But then he crushed my skirts in his fists. Working them up to tuck into the rope so the nest of my sex was readily visible.
• “Let me go!”
• “Gag her.” Hunter told Racer.
• “Well, tip her back here.”