Page 136 of Wilde Abandon

The jerk grinned at her as he pulled a gun from his waistband and pointed it in her face.“Keep your fucking mouth shut or I’ll put a bullet in you.”

“And then you won’t get your money.”

“I want something else right now.”He pressed the tip of the barrel of the gun to her throat, then dragged it down her sternum, between her breasts, down her belly, and shoved it between her spread thighs and right into her crotch.“You’re mine.”

She let him see the defiance in her eyes.“I’m his.”

“Because he’s rich.”He practically spat out the words.

“His money doesn’t even make the top one hundred on my list of why I love him.”

“Bullshit.”

“Says the guy who kidnapped me and is now threatening to rape me to get what he wants.”

He got right in her face.“You never gave me a chance.”

She glared daggers at him.“You proved why I shouldn’t have tonight.”

“Maybe.But I’m still going to have what I want and that rich asshole is going to get you back knowing I was all over you.”

She leaned in close.“He will kill you for this.”

“Baby, I’ll be long gone, spending his money on a beach with a babe, and no one will ever fucking find me.”He tucked the gun in his waistband, hauled her up, and shoved her back into the pole beside her, hooking the ropes around her wrists on a large nail.The height took her feet off the ground and tilted the chair back.Her body was contorted to the side because of the chair.He got to work on her ankles.The second one of her feet was free, she tried to kick him, but he twisted the end of the rope around her other leg and secured her feet together, then released her other foot, leaving her dangling from her wrists, standing on her tippy toes.It hurt like hell to have most of her weight suspended by her bruised, bloody wrists, but she still tried to raise her feet and kick him.

He swatted her feet away and laughed in her face.“Perfect.I set this up when I scoped this place out.I got the height just about right.”He set the gun on the chair, leaned in close, and put his hands over her breasts, his body pressed to hers as he licked her cheek.

She tried to turn her head, but he just grabbed her chin with one hand and pinched her nipple hard with the other.He made her look at him as he thrust his cock into the V of her thighs and groaned.“I’m going to fucking enjoy this.”

“Bite me.”

He did.Right on top of her breast above her bra.He didn’t break the skin, but it hurt like hell and she cursed, then headbutted him the second he raised his head to taunt her again.He stumbled back, then rushed her again.She picked up her feet, wrenching and hurting her wrists even more, and kicked him in the chest, sending him to his ass on the packed dirt floor.

And then it felt like the room erupted with chaos.The door squeaked open and thudded against the wall as Mason rushed in, gun drawn.Behind her, another crash sounded as someone rushed up behind her.

“Give me a reason to shoot your ass,” Fox said as he stepped up next to her, a gun held in his hands and pointed right at Josh’s head.“Please.Just one reason.”

Josh glanced at the gun he’d set on the chair she’d been tied to earlier after he’d shoved the barrel between her legs.

Mason and Fox kept their guns on Josh as Dean closed in from the side, pulled Josh’s arms behind his back, and cuffed him.

“Get me down,” she begged, her voice hoarse from the tears she tried to choke down.

Fox tucked his gun at his back as he turned to her, glanced at his watch, then said, “Five forty-three.Three hours, twenty-five minutes without you.”

“Too long,” she agreed with the sentiment.

He reached out to touch her, but his gaze dropped to the bite mark on her chest.He spun around and clocked Josh right in the face, breaking his nose, then punched him in the mouth with his other hand, sending his head snapping back again.

Josh fell to the floor on his ass again and spit out two teeth along with a gush of blood.“You broke my nose and knocked out my teeth, fucker.”

“You’re lucky I don’t kill you for touching her.”His shoulders heaved up and down with his heavy, angry breaths.

“Fox,” she called to him softly.“I need you.”She needed him away from Josh before he really did attack again and kill him.

Fox turned to her immediately and gently wrapped one arm around her waist to lift her up, then carefully pulled her wrists from the nail.He set her on her feet, then pulled her shirt over her head and ever so slowly lowered it along with her arms.

She held her hands out toward him.“Take them off.”

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