Page 23 of Dance with the Devil

Mickey keeps the gun on me while addressing Genevieve. “See, now, the other bitch got booted when she went mute. I didn’t need her to speak to suck my cock, but without her here… this is one of the perks of dungeon duty. If I want to get off, I’m getting off. It’s been days. The boss said I needed to wait until you were settled in. Fuck it. I’ve waited long enough.” His eyes slant over at me. “Don’t try to be a hero, boy. Don’t try to stop me. You can get your piece of ass when I’m done, but no one said you can’t share her mouth.”

He’ll shoot me. This guy is just looking for an excuse to do it, and no one is going to stop him. No one is going to stop him from shoving his cock past Genevieve’s lips, making her gag on his length if that’s what he wants.

No one, butme.

I don’t even glance over at Genevieve. If I see the horror that has to be written on her face, I won’t be able to control myself. A dead man can’t protect her, so I need to be smart.

Too bad, my brain seems to haywire as Mickey keeps the gun trained on me as he uses his other hand to open his pants, pulling out his hard cock.

“No,” whimpers Genevieve. “I…no.”

Ignoring her, Mickey strokes his dick, making sure that neither me or Genevieve can miss what he’s doing. “Listen. Yeah? I’ll make this is as clear as I can: I’m not leaving until my dick gets wet, one way or another. And that means I won’t begoing up to check in with the boss, or bringing down any more food for you. If I won’t, neither will Noah and Brady. Hey. Two days made you hungry. Maybe a week will have you realizing that sucking me off isn’t so bad when you get a meal out of it.”

Genevieve trembles next to me—and that seals it. I need to be smart. I need to have a plan.

This is the only one I’ve got.

“Fuck it,” I say, my voice a casual drawl that conceals the rage burning through my veins. “I’ll do it.”

Her fingers dig into my thigh, clutching me.

I pretend not to notice as I wait to see how this blackmailing asshole will react to my offer.

His face turns thoughtful, though his hand never leaves his dick. “Didn’t take you for a fag, da Silva.”

I expected as much. The slur, and the thoughtful caress as though he’s not opposed to the idea.

“I’m not. But you said it yourself. You want your dick wet. One mouth’s as good as another. The girl doesn’t want to do it so I guess I have to.”

The bastard’s eyes light up. Not in amusement or excitement, though. That’s sadistic pleasure, pure and simple. “You seem so eager. How can I refuse?”

Dumb fuck. Heshould.

I shrug. “Ten minutes, tops. Right? I blow you for ten minutes and you leave us the fuck alone.”

“For tonight,” Mickey greedily agrees.

No.Forever.

“Can I get up or are you going to shoot me?”

“Try something smart and I will.”

I don’t doubt it.

The second my ass starts to leave the cot, Genevieve reluctantly releases her death grip on me.

“Cross,” she breathes out.

I glance over my shoulder, giving her a quick look that promises that I got this, before turning to face Mickey again.

His smirk tells me all I need to know. This is a power play for him. Just like my stepfather. He’s a tough guy. A big shot. Someone obviously put him and the others in charge of the captives, and if he can be believed, he already abused another woman enough that she lost the ability to speak. I won’t let him touch Genevieve if I can help it, and if I have to potentially trigger my own abuse to protect her, Iwill.

Mickey’s getting off on my acquiescence already. I got it right when I said that one mouth’s as good as another because he’s gripping his erection by the base, angling the stubby cock so that I can wrap my lips around the head without any hesitation. He doesn’t seem to give a shit that I’m a man. He wants his dick sucked, and the fact that he’s got a Sinner willingly going to his knees might almost excite him more than forcing Genevieve to do it.

She sucks in a breath that might be a sob, but I don’t turn around this time. To make my legs obey, to bend my knees, to drop to one, then the other in front of a naked cock… I need all my grit and determination to do this.

For her. It’s for her, and I don’t think I can handle seeing a flash of horror twisting her features right now—or after.

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