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“You’re worth the pain,” I admitted.

She gasped and backed me into the broom closet. The door shut us into darkness. I couldn’t see her, but I felt her fingers against my crotch. She unleashed my cock, and her warm lips surrounded it. I moaned despite the fact that my entire body was throbbing from the beating I’d taken. My neck burned where I’d been choked but not as much as my staff was doing as she licked it from top to bottom and back again.

Her mouth slid over me and I mumbled, “Stop, sweetheart. I won’t last if you do that.”

“I don’t care,” she said as she continued her torment. “Give me all you’ve got.”

“This isn’t it,” I declared, tugging her to her feet. “I want inside.”

I reached under the skirt she wore and ripped her panties off. I tossed them away where someone would eventually find them among all the cleaning supplies.

I lifted her by her waist and commanded, “Wrap your legs around me.”

As she obeyed I rammed myself into her willing body. The fact that I wasn’t able to see her made it seem more intimate to be attached to her. I pulled out and slammed in again. She used here feet to brace against the wall and joined me in the thrusting.

She began to whimper, then bite my ear. I knew she was close to a climax, so I slowed my movements and held her hips still. I wanted her to beg, and she didn’t disappoint me.

“No, please. Don’t stop. I want to come. I need you to help me. Hard and fast, Rage. Please!”

I caressed her tight ass and gave it a pinch. She rocked forward and moved her hips in a circle, tempting me beyond anything I could withstand. Her wetness dripped down my balls and I could smell her provocative scent. All anger disappeared. The only emotion left to me was desire.

I plunged deeper and faster, and Vikki took it while squeezing her insides tightly to give me more pleasure. The woman was maddeningly good at it. As far as I was concerned she could have me whenever and wherever she wanted. I was willing to be her slave.

Her body quivered. She stopped moving and clung to my neck as her slick chamber pulsated. She cried out and I allowed her to drain me of my juices. I filled her with my cum.

Neither of us breathed for a moment. Now I wanted to see her face. I wanted to know if she was going to run again or was she going to admit there was something between us.

Slowly, her legs slipped down until her feet hit the floor. We were disconnected and I felt lonely despite the fact that she was still leaning against me.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Are you?” she asked in return.

“I’m great,” I replied, cradling her head to my chest.

“Then go get yourself cleaned up. Have Doc look at your neck. I’m going back to work.”

Before I knew what she meant to do, she’d opened the door and slid through it. She smelled of our intimacy and wasn’t wearing panties, yet she was returning to work filled with my essence. Damn she was perfect!

Chapter 13

I’d left the broomcloset as quickly as I could. I’d done it again. I’d let Rage get under my skin and into my body. It was a foolish mistake. He’d keep coming after me if I didn’t stop giving in to my impulsiveness whenever he was near. I wasn’t going to be coddled or protected by a man because I didn’t believe it was possible without that same man taking away my freedom or using me as nothing more than a vessel for his needs then destroying me. Worse, if I gave a damn about the man before I was broken then I’d be as good as dead. I had to protect my heart and soul.

It was time to concentrate on the task I had ahead of me and push the issue of Rage into a back corner of my mind. Flame had warned me what I was about to be up against. She’d seen it dozens of times since she’d been around the club members. Prospects were treated as nothing by the club. They were peons, servants, or as I saw it slaves. Everyone was going to try to break us in one way or another. Even those we had called friendswould behave differently when faced with women as their newest prospects. They had no choice. They’re lives depended on us and they couldn’t risk letting anyone not worthy into the club.

The hazing began the next morning. I was awoken at dawn despite the fact that I’d slept less than three hours. Bleary eyed I was thrown from my bed when the mattress was lifted along one side and I rolled off onto the hard wooden floor.

I grumbled, “What the hell? Is there trouble?” I covered my head with my arms to shut out the light that had so rudely been turned on.

“Only if you dare to disobey me or the other club members today. I warn you; you’re not going to like what happens from now on, but I suggest you keep your mouth shut unless you’re complaining to another prospect. Remember Vikki, you asked for this,” Prime sternly stated. “Don’t you dare let me down or make a fool out of me. I don’t react well to that sort of shit.”

I scowled at him. My belligerence showed in my stiff stance as I rose from the floor and faced him without trying to hide from him though I wore only panties and a transparent white tank. Once upon a time I’d have shown shame for my near nakedness, but I fought against that desire in order to prove I was as strong and hard to handle as any man who’d come before me.

“I won’t disappoint you. You can trust me to handle whatever is thrown at me, including rude awakenings like today,” I boldly announced.

His eyebrows were drawn together, and his mouth thinned. “I hope for your sake that’s true. As the first women prospects you and Flame will be put through more than the men have ever endured. I’m certain you’ll be given tasks considered woman’s work that will anger you beyond reason just to rile you up. Don’t react. Just obey. The more you show that you feel disrespected the worse it will become.”

“Do you warn the men this way?” I asked while grinding my teeth.

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