Page 31 of Shattered

Jokes on him. He willnotbreak me.

He’s also caught me in a unique time where I have nothing to lose.

When I get home, I find one vehicle in the driveway next door. I don’t even look in the direction of my house as I storm up to Asher’s back door. It’s unlocked.

I’ve never just busted into a stranger’s house like this, but after a quick survey of the bottom floor, I fly straight up the stairs like I own the place. I end up in a hallway of closed doors, with one open at the end. The moment I spot a head of dark hair in the bed, I storm into the bedroom.

The cool night breeze flows in from the open window. Asher sits up in bed, and the blankets over him fall into a heap in his lap, his bare chest visible. It holds my gaze like a magnet as I blatantly check him out, unable to help myself, but I peel them away as quickly as I can, just in time to see his smirk.

“Take a picture; it’ll last longer,” he says with that devious fucking smile.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?Koa?What the fuck did you say to Turner!?” I snap, jabbing a finger at him from the foot of the bed.

“I heard about it in your video, so I figured I’d check it out. Looks like a great time.”

The way he says it makes my stomach roll. “You stay the fuck away from Koa and leave my friends alone!”

Asher sighs dramatically. “Well, Sunshine, if you don’t want me to join the dirty sex club you love so much, I’ll have to get my rocks off somewhere else. Know any cunts looking to get finger banged?”

This. Motherfucker.

He moves to the side of the bed and stands up, revealing his naked body, including his enormous rock-hard cock, that I willnotgive him the satisfaction of ogling.

“Compensating for something?” Once the words are out of my mouth, I realize what I’ve said and how it could be interpreted—another dig at his leg. That’s when he flips.

He lunges for me so fast I don’t have time to get my breath. I hit the bed, and I’m crushed beneath him as he lands on top of my chest, his hand on my throat, cutting off my air. His hard cock jabs me in the belly.

“Just admit it, Sunshine. Tell me you’re a dirty little slut who loves to be choked and restrained.”

When he removes his hand from my windpipe, I suck in a ragged breath, feeling lightheaded. When I can’t find enough air to form words quickly enough, I lash out, gathering a glob of spit in my mouth and shooting it straight into his eye.

For a guy with a bad leg, he sure doesn’t feel weak as he flips me over like a ragdoll. He drags my pants and thong down while I’m disoriented and then presses his weight onto me, crushing me intothe bed.

“You’re gonna regret that,” he snarls.

“Good thing I can run faster than you.”

He grabs a handful of my hair, yanking my head back and making me squeal. The other hand plunges between my legs, finding the pool there.

“Last chance, you dirty little cunt. You know what to say, and I’ll let you go.”

My body shudders with a huge rush. Fear, lust, hatred, anticipation, I don’t know what it is I’m feeling. All I know is it’s powerful, and I’m going to hold on and not let go.

“Go fuck yourself,” I sneer.

He actually smirks above me. “You’re gonna regret that.”

He’s able to hold me down effortlessly with just his dead weight. He forces my legs apart with his knee, and suddenly I’m wide open, and his cock is breeching my entrance. I frantically struggle, needing to get away, but I can’t budge. I’m trapped. He enters me in one swift movement that makes my head spin and my cunt tighten.

“Ohh….” I moan against my own will.

“Bane has questionable morals, but he’s not awful. He wouldn’t have let this go this far last time. But he’s not here to save you tonight.”

Suddenly, I’m assaulted with thrust after thrust, and my moans turn into screams. My mishmash of moans of pain and pleasure fill the room, and Asher’s grunts match them as he pounds into me mercilessly.

“STOP!” I wail.

“That’s not what I want to hear, you know the words.”

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