Page 19 of Sour
Ziggy smoked the cigarette, exhaling a large cloud. “Is this how things are going to work now?” he asked with a grin. “You think you can just tell me what to do and make me your bitch?” I nodded with hesitation as he eyed me with a hungry look, smoking while the tension within the small room thickened. “Fine. I’ll bite. But if this is how things are going to be moving forward—” Ziggy inched closer and loomed over me like a smiling shadow, blowing the cigarette smoke along my face. Before I could blink, he grabbed my jaw and squeezed tight, manhandling me as I gasped. “Know that I’m no one’s bitch. Not even yours, Koven. And if this is how it’s going to be, I fucking expectallmy needs to be met. Wherever I want, whenever I want. No excuses. Understood?” He placed the cigarette between his lips as the tip burned, reflecting in his eyes.
My fingers plucked the cigarette from his mouth, those starving eyes following me as I took a large puff. “Deal,” I exhaled. The smoke clouded the air between us, but I could still see his infamous eerie smile. “Anything else?”
Ziggy’s eyes glistened, and he snatched the cigarette back. “One more thing. I get to kill that fucking pig who hurt you.”
I should’ve known he wanted to kill BJ for what happened. Typical fucking Ziggy.
I sighed. “Sorry. You can’t.”
“Why not?” Ziggy snarled.
I shrugged. “Because Dream likes him…well…touching him.” Ziggy’s brow raised. “She’s got this thing about his skin and how it feels—I know, it’s fucking crazy, but I like Dream. And Dream likes BJ.” Ziggy blew smoke at my face and I waved it away ashe kept smoking. “So, you can’t kill BJ. If you did, it would only make Dream spiral, and her mental state is fragile enough.”
Ziggy pondered my words for a moment, the butt between his lips burning as he eyed me. “Fine,” he growled. “The pig can live, for now. But only out of respect for your little cottontail friend. But Koven”—he twirled a strand of my hair—“if he hurts you again, or so much as looks at you the wrong way, well, let’s just say your little friend will have to just hop on down her rabbit hole. ‘Causeno onefucking touches you.” He stared at me.
I nodded.
“Good.” He exhaled another cloud of smoke. “Now, stop wasting my fucking time. I’ve waited long enough for you, Koven.”
Deep breath. You can do this.
“Then what the fuck are you waiting for?” I asked, stripping the shirt from my body. Ziggy licked his lips and approached me. His fingertips glided over the healed bite mark along my breast. His bite mark.
He smirked. “Maybe I should give you another to match.”
I stepped back and removed my pants, tossing the ridiculous patient uniform onto the bed, leaving me absolutely naked. “I won’t stop you.” I slowly stepped closer until nothing existed between us but the sick, growing hunger pulsating through his entire body. He had been suffering for so long, and now he could finally scratch that itch. “Go on. I’m right here, Happy.” Hearing me say his childhood name made his face brighten, and I knew this was going to be easier than I anticipated. “Feast.” I chomped my teeth.
My naked, tattooed body remained on full display for him, like bait dangling on the line. Ziggy grinned and stepped around me, blowing smoke onto my bare back. I shivered as my skin prickled at the hot feeling. “Remember.” He moved my hair aside and grazed the back of my neck before leaning in real close.“The word ‘no’ doesn't exist between us, Skittles. It never has. So don’t even think of using it.”
And just like I hoped, he hooked himself and took the bait.
Ziggy roughly gripped the back of my neck as his mouth glided along my skin with a deep inhale. “I’m going to taste all your flavors.” Ziggy shoved me forward onto the bed, forcefully bending my abdomen over the iron railing along the base. My hair sprawled across my face as it pressed roughly into the mattress pad. Before I could move or react, Ziggy had taken my pants and twisted them, using them to forcefully pull my arms behind my back and wrap my wrists tightly. My shoulders burned from being stretched so far. He then balled my shirt and forced it into my mouth like a gag, nearly choking me. I struggled to breathe, my body twisted in such an unforgiving position. A sense of panic and fear washed over me, the regret of agreeing to such a thing pounding in my chest. I didn’t want to do this; I didn’t want him to put his dick inside me, but I didn’t have a choice. Ziggy was crazed, which meant this was going to happen eventually. I just needed to let him do it.
Suck it up, Koven. Let him use you. Let him think you care, that you want him. It’ll all be worth it in the end.
And just like that, I blinked away the tears, the fear, and the regret. I shoved those feelings deep down, and I let my stepbrother do whatever the fuck he wanted to me. Like everyone else. I turned off all emotions and stopped resisting. Just like he wanted. Like they always wanted.
Ziggy’s shirt landed next to my face. I felt him pull his hardened dick out and press it against my body. He moaned loudly, sliding his swollen tip along my crease, already erect and ready to fuck me. Muffled groans melted into the makeshift gag he shoved into my mouth as he continued to glide his dick along my pussy. His wet excitement smothered me, nearly spitting all along my body while he moved faster and faster, pressing myhead farther into the mattress pad as he moved. My toes barely touched the floor, sliding back and forth while he continued to work himself up. The railing pressed into my lower abdomen, and all I felt was pain.
Ziggy stepped back, and next thing I know, he was spreading my legs far apart, stretching them so wide my pelvis felt as if it would pop. His hot breath hit my center, and the pressure of his tongue slithered all along my pussy, an audible moan hitting my body at the same time. My body tightened and shivered; my back arching as his fingers dug into my skin. He then pushed my legs farther apart, licking me once more. “Fuck, I’ve missed your taste,” he groaned into me. “You’ve always tasted like a goddamn rainbow on a rainy day.” Ziggy tongued me for a moment before spitting onto my pussy. He used his fingers to smear his saliva all along my body, pressing gently inside me. Hollow tears slid down my face and dissolved into my hair as I remained still and obedient.
Let him use you.
Ziggy’s fingers moved and wiggled, stretching my vagina to make room for himself. It was something I was painfully familiar with. And I couldn’t help but to twist and wriggle at his touch, my body reacting in a way I knew he’d like.
Let him use you.
Ziggy quickly replaced his fingers with his dick, tapping the tip against me. “It’s been so long, Koven. Too long.”
Let him use you.
“This is going to hurt, but it’s going to feel so good. So fucking good.” Ziggy immediately shoved his hardened dick deep inside me with one quick thrust and a loud exhale. Pain flooded my veins as my body struggled to fit him, screaming from being overstretched. It had been such a long time since he last fucked me, I just forgot how girthy he really was. And unlike the last time, my body wanted to resist him, putting up a silent fight asmy walls constricted around him and my body tried to push back and force him away. Ziggy only moaned, taking the resistance as acceptance. “Yes,” he whimpered. He pulled back and began to thrust harder and faster, sliding back and forth. “Yes!” His hand gripped a large chunk of my hair as he forcefully yanked my head back while still fucking me. Everything hurt, and I thought my neck might snap from such an extreme and agonizing angle. My scar burned as he continued to yank me back more, my body creating a ‘C’ like shape. My cries remained muffled by the gag he shoved into my mouth, but truthfully, I think he liked the sounds I made.
Let him use you.
Tears rolled down my face from all the pain and trauma, boiling to the surface as Ziggy continued to fuck me. He held nothing back, brutally pounding into me as hard as he wanted. My only saving grace was the small chip along the wall of my room. I stared at it, focusing all my thoughts on that single little chip, losing my mind in what felt like an endless spiral of darkness. Darkness that slowly slipped me right back to that night. The night his father used me in such a similar way.
The night I fucking died.
