Page 18 of Marked for Desecration

Jordan’s eye flicks from Logan to me and back to Logan. He wasn’t happy with this arrangement. As for me, I was still unsure how I felt about it. Logan was a mystery I wanted to unravel. He was closer to the underboss than William ever could be.

“Don’t worry about your pussy. She’ll still be there.”

Jordan smiled before he blew me a kiss and turned to leave. The gullible asshole was next on my shit list.Why the fuck would he leave me with this prick?

Once Jordan and half the Spectres in the front were gone, Logan grabbed my upper arm aggressively and dragged me around the backside of the building.

“Let go of me, you fucker. I can walk.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t trust those legs to not be opening around the guys. We got places to go and shit to do. So shut up, and get in the fucking car.”

Fuming, I jerked my arm away and walked ahead of him toward the closest vehicle. It was blacked out and scuffed around the edges, but more intact than the others.How the hell did we acquire all these damn vehicles in a world gone to shit, anyway?

Logan chuckled as he whistled for one of the Spectres in the back to come over.

“Get me the key. We’re on a tight deadline.”

“You got it, Boss.”

Boss, my ass. He was just another asshole that stood in my way.

“You’re concentrating really hard. Trying to imagine how big my dick is or how it feels in your mouth?”

“Fuck you.”

“Not right now, unfortunately.”

“Boss!” The soldier tossed the key and Logan grabbed it midair. Sticking it into the driver side, it unlocked all the doors.

Again, he shoved me in the back like I was a damn ragdoll. I was beginning to see a pattern with this fucker.

“Get your fucking hands off me,” I screeched.

“I should tell you the same with the way your eyes keep dropping between my legs when you think I’m not looking.”

“Cocky Letos prick.”

He chuckled again, starting the car and pulling away from the compound. We got back on the road and headed south. I held my fury in as I buckled the seat belt and stared out the window, fantasizing about the different ways Logan could be torn apart and put back together again just to be torn apart once more. I bet that shit turned him on too.

We began to drive off road. A few hours in, the sky lightened with the threat of sunrise.

I stated the obvious in case his ego couldn’t comprehend common sense. “We need to find shelter soon. We can’t drive for fucking ever.”

“What if I did?”

“Guess we’re headed to a barbeque.”

Logan let out a loud laugh, startling me as he pulled into the thick of the woods. A few miles over uneven terrain and around forestry, I saw the entrance of what looked to be an old mining cave. Two vampires manned the front with large, black wolves by their side.

“I shouldn’t have to tell you this but seeing as my late brother didn’t train you well, I have to. Get out of the car and keep your mouth shut.”

I cursed him under my breath and wondered how cocky he would be sans a dick between his legs as I got out and followed behind him.

The Spectres nodded their heads as we walked by, none of them looked my way as they continued to scan the surroundings. We entered the front of the cave, and a few feet in I could hear the sounds of multiple feet shuffling. Hundreds actually.

I kept my questions to myself as we slowly approached droves of disheveled humans standing around, waiting for direction.Were they thralls?

“Shipment is ready, Boss. About two hundred.”

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