Page 47 of Dangerous Allure

There were even a few women who joined, and not a single one helped, or batted an eye. They took all that they wanted. Forcing my body to do things my brain didn’t want it to do. I screamed and begged but it only egged them on. I wish one of them would just fucking kill me. Just suffocate me with a cock because I don’t want to live anymore. I have nothing to give.

Cold hands run over my sore flesh but I keep my eyes closed and let it happen. I let the man shove his cock in all my holes and listen to him grunt as he spills his seed on my body. It’s not until I hear the sound of Mr. Radley’s voice telling the men in here to leave; that the party has ended that I take a deep breath and let the tears flow. Hoping this is it for tonight. I don’t think I can handle it anymore.

“You did such a good job, daughter-in-law. I’m so fucking proud of you.” He praises as bile rises up my throat. “Your stepfather’s debt is paid my dear.” He says as my brows furrow.What the fuck? That cannot be why I went through all of this. Jacob’s been holding shit over my head for months now and this is what this motherfucker tells me.

“Unfortunately for you, my son won’t let you go.” He states and I swallow thickly.

“I know, but I’d like to make a deal.” I rasp, opening my eyes. He tilts his head, staring at me. “Are we alone?” I ask as his finger touches my nipple, flicking it.

“We are. You’re so fucking beautiful, Presley. Just like your mother. If I could keep you for myself, I would,” he says, undoing the binds around my wrists and ankles.

“Why? I’m tainted.” I whisper and he smiles as he lowers the table, gripping my thighs and pulling me down towards him. Heplaces his hands on my naked hips and lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

“You know, I’m the only man who hasn’t touched you? Same with Francine. Did you know she was my adopted sister?” He asks, carrying me out of the room and into a big bathroom with a clawfoot tub.

My mind is reeling at this information. This whole time this man has technically been my uncle and Jacob is my cousin.I want to puke at the thought.He shuts the door behind us and places me on the vanity as I shiver from the cold porcelain sink. He walks over to the tub, turning the water on and pouring liquid under the water. He comes back over to me and steps between my legs, unbuttoning his white shirt.

“I’ve waited for the perfect time with you. Alone and away from everyone else.” He says, removing his shirt.

“Why? I’m your niece apparently.” I say as he cups my face with one hand and takes his pants off with the other.

“Not by blood, Presley. Just like her. Did you know that we had a secret relationship? Me and your mother?” He breathes, standing naked in front of me. I shake my head as he slides his hands slowly up my thighs to my hips, lifting me yet again, wrapping my legs around his naked waist. I gasp, feeling the tip of his cock poking at my entrance as he walks us over to the tub and climbing in. We sink into the hot water as his hard cock throbs against my sore and aching clit.

“Why do you think she turned to drugs? We were caught and she was shunned, amongst other things, but that story is for another day. You said you wanted to make a deal. How about a deal for a deal?” He says, pressing his lips to mine so fucking gently that I’m taken back by his calmness and how soft he’s being. It’s a complete 180 of the man I usually see.

I’m not sure how to feel in this moment. I don’t know whether to be utterly disgusted or take the softness for what it is. Heslowly takes a sponge, pouring soap on it and gliding it over my body as his cock continues pulsating against me, poking me to let him in.

“Put your head back.” He whispers, gliding the sponge up my chest, over my nipples to my neck. Taking a soapy nipple into his mouth, he sucks slowly, swirling his tongue around the hardened peak as the other hand snakes around my hips and down my ass between my cheeks, pressing a finger into my core. My breathing hitches as he sinks another finger inside me and one in my tight hole. He switches to the other nipple, sucking slowly, and rubbing it against his beard.

“You’re so fucking perfect. So fucking tight and beautiful, Presley.” He whispers against the column of my neck, pumping his fingers in and out of me at a torturous pace. “You remind me so much of her. She made the same sounds you do. Fuck I miss her,” he growls, picking up his pace as I squeeze around him. Hating my body's reaction to all of this. He drops the sponge in the water as his hand disappears between my legs, flicking my clit. I moan as he takes his cock and rubs the head back and forth along my slit. I dig my nails into his chest, dragging them down roughly.

“Let me make you feel better. Tonight was a very busy night, and now that it’s over, you deserve to be worshipped for how good you did.” He says, removing his fingers to lift me as I sink onto his hard cock. I groan as he holds me in place.

“No moving. You did all the hard work tonight. Let me bring you to heights you’ve never been before. Not even my worthless son knows what to do with a woman like you.” He growls, lifting my hips and thrusting into me, making the water splash out of the tub.What the fuck am I doing and why does this man feel so fucking good?

“Now, that deal?” He groans as I squeeze around him.

“Yes, the deal.” I whimper as I let the man I’ve known damn near my whole life, clean me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear.

Did I sell my soul to the devil himself, or did he take it as a peace offering?

The next morning, I wake up and stretch my limbs. Opening my eyes, I realize I am not home, nor in a familiar bed. Rolling over I see a note on the nightstand. Grabbing it I open it. “Twelve hours” is all that is written. Climbing out of bed, I go in search of my clothes that I find on the dresser, washed and folded. Getting dressed, I tip toe up the basement steps and immediately stop when I see one of Mr. Radley’s guards.

“Ms. Hart. I was instructed to take you home.” He says and I hesitantly nod as he opens the door, letting me out into the bright sun first. Walking up the concrete steps I wait as he opens the limo door for me to climb in. Taking a deep breath, I know what I need to do. I’ve played the plan in my head over and over again.This is the only fucking way.

Getting to my house, the guard lets me out of the limo and I walk up the steps and open the door. Shutting it quietly behindme, I climb the steps to my room and start packing before I chicken out. Going to my closet, I take out my duffle bag and start throwing all the clothes and things I’m going to need. It’s not until a glint of metal hits my vision that I stop and take a breath.

Falling into my vanity chair I pick up the blade and stare at it as memories of the boys riddle my brain.I can do this.Taking out my phone, I open the thread between me and Axel and my fingers fly over the keyboard as tears pour down my face. Taking a deep breath, I close the thread after hitting send and wipe my tears from my cheeks. Getting up, I grab my bags and leave my room to walk down the stairs. The stench of stale cigarettes hits my nostrils as Stan walks into the room,

“And where the fuck do you think you’re going?” He shouts and I roll my eyes.

“I’m eighteen. I don’t have to tell you shit. Oh, by the way, your debt has been paid. You’re fucking welcome. I’ll be seeing you.” I spit walking to the front door, but he stops me by gripping my arm and spinning me around.

“I don’t think so.” He grunts, slamming my head against the door. I drop my bags and fight back. Pushing him off me, he stumbles into the entryway table, making the vase crash to the floor, but I don’t stop, I keep pushing and pushing. Ducking as he swings and misses. He growls, getting madder by the second. He charges me, but I spin, bringing him into the kitchen. Grabbing a plate off the counter, I haul it at him, hitting him in the head and shattering on the floor.

“I fucking hate you, you miserable piece of shit!” I scream as he stumbles to his knees. I lift my leg and kick him as hard as I can in the chest, sending him to the floor as his head bounces off the linoleum. Grabbing a knife from the counter, I scream, straddling his body as my vision dots and flashes. One secondI'm sinking the knife into his flesh, the next second everything goes black.

Chapter 30

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