Page 29 of The Rise

“Does she?” I shake my head.

“Not yet.”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“Hell no. Not until after the ceremony.” Rylan curses under his breath, and I laugh, throwing my head back. “Stop worrying so much, Ry.”

“You’re just going to throw her into this life without her permission?” I shrug and then nod.

“Basically, yeah.”

“Goddamn, Hunter, when you fucking go in, you go all the way in, brother.” Now he laughs. He gets it. He has that connection with Tamsyn. And I can feel it. I can fucking feel it with me and Lana.

“Hey, Hunter. Your girl is about to pass out,” I hear Silas calling for me.

“Did you pick a bitch yet?” I ask as I walk toward him. He nods as I step in and see Lana nearly exhausted in the chair. I grab a blanket and walk over to the cage, pulling the door open. She looks up at me through heavy lids.

“Had enough?” I ask her. She nods her head just as her brows furrow, and I know she’s about to come again, so I wait for it and smile at her.

“Hunter, please. Make it stop,” she begs just as it washes over her. Her body tenses, and a scream rips from her throat as I lean down and turn it off. I grab my knife, cut the ropes off her arms and legs, and then pull her to her feet. Her legs tremble; she’s barely able to stand.

I look down at the vibrator covered in cum and groan.

“Look what you did, little rebel.” She turns her head and looks down at the mess she’s made. Her juices are dripping down onto the concrete below the chair. She doesn’t say anything, too worn out by what just happened to her. I wrap her in the blanket and lift her into my arms. Silas holds the door open and I nod my thanks as I carry her straight through the room and down to my bedroom. I go inside and lay her on the bed, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead as her eyes flutter closed.

“Get some sleep. I’ll deal with the kids, and then we’ll have some fun,” I tell her. She nods her head but never opens her eyes, and I find myself smiling down at her.

Chapter 14

Lana

I yawn and roll over, stretching my body out a little. The soreness between my legs reminds me of what he did to me. I can’t believe he actually did it, but I’m learning this is how Hunter operates. I hear movement in the bathroom and sit up, throwing my legs over the side of the bed and standing. When I enter, I see Hunter pulling up a pair of gym shorts.

“You working out?” I ask him. He looks over his shoulder and smiles.

“Something like that. You look well fucked,” he adds, causing me to smile.

“I feel it, too.”

“Good. Next time, don’t doubt me,” he warns before slipping on a pair of tennis shoes. I don’t think I’ve seen Hunter in anything but boots since I’ve been here.

“What’s going on?”

“We’re about to have a little fun. You in?” I nod my head and reach for the closet door, throwing it open. I grab a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, bra and quickly dress while Hunter finishes up in the bathroom.

“What kind of fun are we having?”

“Well, it might be a little more fun for me than you. You remember I told you some guys will fight to live?” I nod. “There’stwo who want to do it. Me and Silas are going to fight them.” Now, my heart leaps.

“Is that smart? What if they win?”

“Then one of us is dead,” he replies as if it’s not a big deal.

“What the fuck, Hunter?” He looks up and grins at me before stalking toward me. He wraps his hand around my throat and tugs me closer to him.

“Did you learn nothing from that chair?”

“You could get hurt.”

---