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Sebastian’s eyes meet mine.

“Sebastian…” I whisper, with tears slipping out, scared out of my mind for both of us. Julian pushes Sebastian’s body so that his dick is right in front of my mouth.

“Go ahead, baby, suck his dick,” says Julian. "Don't you want to be a good wife? Look how hard his dick is from watching me fuck your ass.”

“No.”

“Do it! You love him, don’t you? You want him to live?”

“Asher… please.”

There’s a clicking sound and when I look at Julian again, he’s holding a gun and pointing it at Sebastian.

“No!” The scream takes all my energy. My brain feels dry and there’s a pounding headache making me nauseous, but none of that matters to anyone, not even me. I have to save Sebastian. I brought him into this and now I have to get him out alive.

Sebastian pushes his hips forward so that my mouth will take his cock. It doesn’t get lost on me that the whole time I’m letting him pound into my throat, he’s staring at Julian fucking my ass. Not even when I’m screaming my head off, wailing, sobbing, does he look at me. It’s like all he cares about is what Julian is doing to me. I close my eyes and push that thought away. Both of them quicken their pace. They’re using my holes, groaning and panting. Hearing them and the dual sensation of two cocks inside me heats me up, making me sweat and moan even more than I was before.

“You always enjoyed being fucked in two holes. This is my wedding gift to you,” says Julian.

A racking cry accompanies my body spasming, and shaking on Julian’s cock. He groans. “Fuck. There she is, my little slut, my pretty bird, coming with two dicks inside her.” He fucks me likean animal and I try to move away. In my attempt, Sebastian’s cock slips out.

I can’t even scream because I’ve lost my voice, my breath, too sick. I even heave. Julian’s cock jolts, engorges, and fills me with come. My eyes roll back. I’m trying everything to not lose consciousness again. Julian walks away and in my semi-conscious state, I watch Sebastian frees himself from the ropes. He stands up and I moan, wanting to tell him to help me, but I can’t talk.

Help me!

Instead of untying me, Sebastian walks to where my butt lies and pounds into my ass so hard it pulls a guttural cry from me.

“Fuck, that’s so tight, and hot.” He groans while holding me, just like Julian did, his eyes fluttering close. “I should have fucked your ass sooner, Princess. You love it, don’t you?”

"Stop. Please–It hurts–" I manage to whisper.

The rope digs into my hands while I fist it, and writhe. Every time I try to move, fight, or run, the ropes burn my skin. A long moan rolls out of me. I choke on my bile, but Sebastian doesn’t give a damn.

Julian walks back into my view. He’s approaching Sebastian from behind. My eyes widen as I see him lift the knife.

"No," I manage to whisper.

Julian slides the blade across Sebastian’s neck. The blood sprays on my body.

Chapter forty-six

My Property

Julian

A month and a half ago

After spending a whole weekend at her place by myself, I started worrying and took a few days off from the clinic to search for her. No one could imagine the extent of my rage and self control when I saw her all safe and happy at work. I had given the bitch the benefit of doubt, thought maybe she'd been kidnapped. But there she was, safe, making eye contact and smiling at whom I'd soon find to be the biggest piece of shit.

It was the obvious look of lovers. Instead of sitting in my rage, I focused on finding out who he was, tracing his license plate back to him. He was already being investigated by the CIA and FBI; a world-renowned cartel member who specialized in humantrafficking. Of course, only my little bird would get into this much trouble without me.

I stayed in the background, knowing if I approached her, she’d never believe me. That’s when I contacted him through an anonymous chat, asking to buy one of his girls. He showed me his catalog but she was nowhere in it so I described her to him. "I'm looking for something more like…" He didn't answer for weeks but I waited.

Sebastian:How about this one? I couldn’t sell her for the price I wanted because of the scars on her back. If you’re willing to pay that price, you can have her. I’ll need proof that this isn’t some stupid government authorities trick.

Me:Like what?

Sebastian:We both fuck her the night I bring her to you.

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