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JO

Hate sex isthe best sex you’ll ever get in your life.

Jayden collapses next to me, and I lay panting after yet another orgasm, looking at the chalky ceiling. My mind is a fuzzy mess of endorphins and adrenaline.

Jayden and Cole took me. Again. All of the hate and resentment and fucking loneliness over the last six months has come roaring back. The feelings rush through my veins like boiling water.

I can’t believe they found me. They found me and took me. Again.

The smell of sweat and spearmint fills the room, and a mix of adrenaline and heat rushes through me again. It makes my clit throb.

Cole heaves his body off the bed. I watch as his big form moves to the dresser, clicks on a small lamp, and grabs a pill bottle out of his bag. I can’t help but stare at him while he moves. His muscles catch the shadows, and he looks more tan than I remember.

Cole brings the pill bottle and a water bottle back to me.

“Here.” He shakes one out and hands it to me.

I blink and sit up. The pill looks tiny in his huge hand.

They’re giving me pills again. I flashback to the drugged pancakes and can almost taste the bitter syrup. Oh fuck no, this isn’t happening again.

Cole lifts an eyebrow. “Take it, Jo.”

My throat tightens, and I glare at him.

Jayden sits up next to me. His arms look dark in the low light and are covered in tattoos. He lowers his head beside mine and whispers low into my ear, “I would take great pleasure in forcing that pill down your pretty little throat.” Jayden’s hand traces up my bare arm, whispering around the base of my neck, causing goosebumps to prickle along my skin. “Maybe wash it down with a bit of cum, hmmm? You cry such delicious little tears when you panic.” His fingers brush the side of my neck.

I shiver.

Cole grabs my hand and forces the pill into my palm. He winks. “Remember. We don’t have to drug you to do what we want with you.”

I shoot a glare at him. “This can’t keep happening.”

“What can’t?” Cole’s blue eyes watch me as I fist the pill.

“Forcing me to do things. Not giving me a say.”

“That’s kind of our thing, little one,” Cole laughs. “But it’s a pain pill. For your arm.”

I glance down at my arm, where they carved their initials into me. It’s been throbbing like a bitch, but the pain has been in the back of my mind while they’ve fucked the shit out of me.

Cole looks sincere, but then again, he always looks sincere. I gaze at the pill in my hand. It does look just like the one he gave me at the cabin for pain, and my arm is hot with pain. Reluctantly, I pop the pill in my mouth. Cole watches my throat bob as I dry-swallow it.

Jayden stands, going to the bathroom. He’s big. Bigger than I remember him being.

I snap my gaze to Cole. “This has to be a two-way street. You can’t just order me around like a dog.”

Cole leans back on the bed, puts his hands behind his head, and watches me with a feline grin. “I can’t?” His earring glints in the low light.

“No!” Both anger and horniness wash through me. How dare he be so attractive? I’d rehearsed everything I’d wanted to say for months. Last time, they took my freedom, my voice, my body.

Not this time. At least, not like they did before.

Jayden comes back, shaking water out of his dark hair. He’s still completely naked, muscled, and covered in dark tattoos, which makes my breath hitch.

I draw in a breath. “I want my phone.”

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