Page 96 of Savage Scream

My lip curls as I shoot Griffin a death glare, and the fucker smirks.

“Look, I know you care about her. Hell, we all do. But you gotta get your head straight, man. Don’t be the reason she gets killed.”

My face falls at Griffin’s words, and I know he’s right. I know I need to listen to reason. Dee’s life depends on it.

That’s if she’s still alive.

FUCK!

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DEE

Icringe as Adam drags his tongue up the column of my neck, trying to turn my head away when he draws it over my chin and towards my mouth. His hands are all over me now, and I know I should’ve kept my mouth shut, because it’s only made him pay me more attention. But at least his attention is no longer on Cassie.

Fuck.

I hate scum like this fucker. How did Travis ever survive growing up in that household? Did they do stuff like this all the time? What has Travis had to endure?

“Tell me what I want to know, girl, and I’ll get him to back off.” Bianca sneers from over Adam’s shoulder as she watches on.

“What exactly do you want to know?” I snap, and she grins.

“I want to know why you stabbed my sister so many times?” She snarls, her glare hard, her voice cracking with emotion.

“I needed to make sure she was dead.” I shrug, while Adam steps back from me, looking over his shoulder at his foster mum.

“She would have been dead after the first few stabs. Why did you slaughter her like that?”

“She killed my dad, so I killed her. It’s not rocket science, Bianca.” I roll my eyes, and I don’t even see the backhand coming when Adam’s hand cracks across my face.

“Don’t be a smart bitch!” he growls, getting too close as he starts pumping his cock again.

“Your dad was nothing but a snitch!” Bianca screams, and again, I shrug.

“And your sister was nothing but a psycho bitch on crack!”

SLAP!

That one shook my brain a little, my vision turning dark briefly, and my hearing waning. As I shake it off, I can hear Travis’ yelling, pleading for them to leave me alone.

I don’t really mind that they have their focus on me, though. It means they aren’t laying a hand on him or Cassie, and I need it to stay that way until I can figure out how to get us out of this.

“Can I fuck her now?” Adam sneers, directing his question to his foster mum, but baring his yellow teeth at me.

“Yes,” Bianca snaps, and my eyes widen.

Shit.

She knows how much this will kill Travis. Why is she torturing him, too? He’s her nephew, for fuck’s sake.

Grinning wide, Adam presses close to my dangling body, his hand roughly grabbing between my legs as he tries to push his fingers inside me despite the fact that my panties are in the way.

It hurts, his fingers harsh in their pursuit, and my sex dry as a bone, but he persists, pressing himself up close, his hard cock rubbing against the bare skin of my abdomen.

“STOP!” Travis screams while Bianca laughs, and her creepy husband grins wide watching on.

“Let’s fuck.” Adam cackles, finally drawing his fingers from between my legs, turning his head back over his shoulder. “Doug, grab me the oil. I need to be really fucking slick to sink into this tight bitch.”

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