Page 42 of The Rise

“I will, Lana. I will fucking hurt you so badly you’ll hate me. Now go! Fucking hide!” I roar, this time startling her. She pushes away from me, seeing the look in my eyes. Her lips part before she turns and takes off running. I walk toward the wall, pressing my hands against it, trying to calm my rapid breathing. This is too much. It’s been too long since I’ve reached this point. My whole body trembles as I crack my neck from side to side. Then I turn, ready to hunt her down.

Lana hasn’t been here long enough to know all the places to hide. She hasn’t explored the rooms or know which are the fake ducts she could get into.

Now I’m the fucking hunter, and she’s my prey. I almost feel bad for what’s about to happen to her. My mindset is skewed. After what I found out today, I can’t make it stop. I can’t think straight. I can’t look at her and not be pissed and want to hurt her.

“I’m going to find you, Lana!” I yell as I stalk down the hallway naked. My cock is hard as hell, and it’s going to be her pussy I wreck when I get my hands on her. I check all the obvious spots first before going into my room. This is the only room she has access to. I didn’t give her the codes to the other doors.

I walk into the bathroom, but she isn’t in there, and that only leaves one other place. Walking back out of the bathroom, I slam the door closed and pull open the closet door behind it. She’s in there, just like I knew she’d be.

“Such a bad hider, little rebel. It almost makes me sad.” Her eyes are wild as she looks up at me, but that doesn’t stop me from grabbing her around the neck and pulling her toward me. Her body slams into mine, knocking the air from her lungs. My fingers tighten around her throat as I lower my head and rest my forehead against hers.

“Don’t hate me later, little rebel.” She’s about to open her mouth when I reach up and cover it with my hand. I spin her around and slam her chest down onto the bed, grabbing the gag from the bedside table. I stuff the gag in her mouth and secure it around her head so she can’t make a sound.

Then without warning or even seeing if she’s ready, I spread her pussy wide open for me and slam into her. She screams around the gag as I take her harder and faster. What she didn’t realize was I changed out my piercings to those which have spikes on them. They aren’t spikes that would hurt her, but enough to cause some discomfort.

I reach forward and press down on the back of her head, keeping her face smashed to the bed as I fuck her harder and rougher. Then I pull out of her and find her ass. She screams again, feeling me press against it, but she can’t do shit when I plunge into her. I raise my hand and slap her ass so hard that almost immediately, my red handprint appears.

“You’re going to hurt her,” I hear Hoax behind me.

“She can take it,” I growl as I pull out and wipe my cock on the sheet before thrusting back into her pussy.

“Not like that, Hunter. And you know it,” he warns as I keep going. I pull out of her and pull her off the bed before I sit on the edge and position her on my cock. Then I shove her down my length as she tries to scream again. I don’t need her to ride me. I’ll make her fucking do it. I grab her ribs in my hands roughly and force her up and down on my cock.

“Hunter,” Hoax warns me, but I ignore his ass. I’m lost in my head, and that’s not a good place to be. I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze until she can’t breathe. I feel her body tense as I thrust up into her. Her hands are clawing at mine, but I don’t let go. When I do, I lift her off me and slam her onto the bed before I climb between her thighs. Spit runs down her chin, mixing with the tears that have fallen, but I can’t stop myself.

I get in between her thighs and thrust into her once more. This time, I reach up with both hands and wrap them around her neck.

“That’s enough, Hunter!” I hear Hoax yell for me, but I don’t listen. I keep going, shoving my cock as far into her waiting pussy as I can get. Her eyes are bulging and starting to roll back in her head when I feel it. I didn’t see him coming. I didn’t see them come in, either. My hands slowly open, releasing my hold, and I’m ripped away from her.

I see Silas move toward her, taking the gag out of her mouth and helping her sit up, and I want to scream at him. I want to beat his ass for even touching her, but I can’t move. Hoax hit me with the good shit. I can sit here and see it all, but I can’t fucking move. That bastard.

And when I look over, I see her crying as she pulls a shirt over her head to hide her body from them.

“He didn’t want to tell you this,” Hoax says as he steps closer to her. In my head I’m yelling at him not to do it, not to tell her. I can’t fucking do that to her. I didn’t want to do that to her and here he is doing it anyway.

“What?” she asks as she swipes at the tears on her cheeks.

“The little girl, the one he told you about? Her body was dumped at the front gates of Chaos yesterday.” Inside, I’m screaming. Inside, I’m falling apart, but outside, there’s nothing.

“They know we’re here?”

“Yeah, they know where we are. They left her as a warning,” he tells her. I see her lips part before she looks at me. I wish I could say something, but I can’t.

“What did you give him?” she asks Hoax.

“Something to calm him down.”

“He isn’t speaking. Why?”

“It’s what the drugs do,” Hoax tells her. “He can hear everything, though. He’s in there just not able to respond.” I watch her stand and walk toward me before slapping me across the face. I want to smile at how bold she’s being, but I also want to strangle her.

“You forced me to speak. You forced me to say things I didn’t want to say, and then you hid things from me? How fucking dare you, Hunter?” she screams at me. “You think you just get to use me however you want just because you’re having a bad fucking day?” she screams before looking at Hoax and Rylan.

“Put him on the bed,” she orders, nodding toward it. The guys lift me and lay me on the bed on my back before she speaks again. “How long does this shit last?”

“He’ll eventually fall asleep, but it’ll wear off by the morning.”

“Is he okay like this?” she asks. Fuck, she’s worried about me.

---