Page 92 of Cruel Legacy

“If phase two gives you and your deranged little team points for fucking someone with a witness present, switch places with the psycho. At least I won’t be throwing up the whole time.”

Finn smirks at me and steps closer. “Awe Pet, you think I’m hot?”

“That’s not what I said.”

“You called me psycho and said my face doesn’t make you wanna vomit.”

“That’s not the same thing, Number Three.”

“Sure it is.”

I wish I could wave my hand in his face to get his attention, since he’s basically holding this conversation with my left tit. I whistle, “Hey, eyes up here, buddy.”

He finally looks up, and I’m almost sorry I told him to. Finn looks slightly unhinged. More than usual. Before I can ask what he’s thinking, my head’s wrenched back. It’s an awkward angle since I’m laying flat.

“You’re not scared.” It’s a statement, not a question. I swear Holden is too perceptive for his own good. Out of the three of them, he’s the one I think sees me the clearest, and that freaks the hell out of me and pisses me off at the same time. Because how dare he try to dissect me.

“Of you Coxsuckers?” I scoff and roll my eyes. “The only reason none of you are bleeding on the floor is because you jumped me, drugged me and have me at a disadvantage. Why would I be scared of you when I can kick your asses in a fair fight?”

“You should be thanking me for the drugs.” Holden says, as if he did me a favor.

“Thank you for shooting poison in my veins?”

“It’s not poison, it’s a pain reliever. It’s helping to take the edge off the taser. Trust me, if we didn’t give it to you, it would’ve hurt a lot worse.”

I bat my eyes and in a sickeningly sweet voice say, “If you untie me, I’ll show youmyworse. I promise to make it hurt.”

“You think so, Pet?” Finn asks, drawing my attention back to him. “Because there are grown men who can’t.”

“Pussies. They’re probably afraid of your reputations so they’re unable to do what it takes to win.”

Pax steps closer, trying to intimidate me. “And what is it that you think it takes to win against us?”

I smirk at him because he’s the first person I’d best in a fight. He’s seventy-four inches of pure muscle, and too cocky. That’ll be his downfall. “I know what it takes. You have to risk it all and fight like you have nothing left to lose, because when you do, that’s when you find that thing you need to win.”

Holden comes around to the edge of the table, to stand shoulder to shoulder with Pax. “You’re looking for that thing right now.”

“Maybe I already found it, Pretty Boy.”

Pax’s patience is wearing thin. He scrubs a hand through his hair. “Stop trying to stall. You can’t talk your way out of phase two. You’re gonna break before this night is over with.”

I smile brightly at him. He’s already told me his goal. What he hopes to accomplish tonight and I’ll never give him the win. “Am I though?”

“This is your chastity vow. We’re about to see how far you’d go to keep it or how quickly you’d break it.” His cold eyes meet mine. “Phase one proved you’re strong of mind. Phase two, we prove you’re no different from every other pledge that’s come through Zeta Nu’s doors, and that’s a slut who would do anything for Trium cock.”

“I thought you said you’d rather burn your dick than let me put out the flames.”

He grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him and see all the hate he has for me. “I would. But I never said other things wouldn’t be used.”

And with that statement hanging in the air, he slides a tray closer and produces something I wasn’t expecting. “What the hell are you gonna do with that?”

“You ask too many questions. How about I just show you?”

He wrenches my panties to the side and impales me with the crystal phallic shaped tool. No lube, no warm up. I burn at the bite of pain. I know there’s a tear at my opening. The wand is ice cold, like it’s been in a freezer, sending a shiver through me.

“Get this thing out of me.” I dig my heals into the table trying to push away from it.

Pax orders the other two, “Blindfold her, then hold her legs.”

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