Page 61 of Slaughtered Firefly
“Have you ever had a whore? Their bodies trained to take and take no matter what you do, it’s much better than some virgin asshole.” Cole gloated, and I felt sick. There was another long pause, as if they were moving around the room, sizing each other up.
“Then why did you hide the whore?” Shaw seethed as he ripped me off Mia and shoved me toward Cole.
“Fuck,” I heard Cole mutter as Shaw hoisted Mia up by her hair. She screamed as he dragged her off the bed and threw her on the floor.
“What do we have here? Oh right, the whore,” Shaw spit in her face.
“Leave her alone,” I snarled. I didn’t know where the sudden burst of courage came from, but I couldn’t stand by.
“Leave her alone? You want me to leave the whore alone?” He chuckled as he turned back towards her. “That’s a good one, very funny.”
He gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. She spit in his face, and he slapped her so hard she fell to the ground. I stepped forward. I wanted to kill him. Cole’s arm latched around me, and he held me back as he watched.Why wasn’t he going to her defense?I didn’t understand.
“Oh so you did manage to train the little brat,” Shaw roared with laughter, like some maniac as Mia straightened herself again.
“I will take the punishment, I broke the rules not the buyer and not the slave,” She spoke the words so calmly, I didn’t know how she was so calm in that situation. “You won’t get the same price if you sell him again, and no one wants a tainted virgin,” she sounded so detached.
“No,” I ground out before Cole’s hand covered my mouth. I couldn’t let her take the fall for me; it wasn’t right. My ‘no’ fell on deaf ears as I tried kicking and hitting Cole to release me, but he was a fucking statue. Never moving and didn’t speak up.
“A whore does worse on the market then a tainted virgin, how do you expect to compensate me?” Shaw was calculated in his response. I tried to fight Cole, slamming into him with all my strength, but it did nothing.
She looked at him with acceptance in her eyes.Fight back. Please fucking fight back.I screamed into Cole’s hand, desperate to be heard. Cole hissed, “Stop fighting me, it won’t save her.”
What the fuck did he mean it wouldn’t save her? I could knock Shaw out, grab Mia and we could run. “I will give you what you desire, you’ve been watching me all night,” she breathed as she stood up on shaky legs. She wasn’t afraid of him in that moment, as she opened her arms and turned on display for him. There was a rushing sound, like someone forced my head underwater as they continued to discuss. I could hardly breathe; the whiplash from today was fucking with my head. “Midas will accept it, call him in yourself if you don’t believe me. You’ve caught Midas’ prized whore breaking his house rules. Of course you’ll be granted your compensation,” she said, looking Shaw in the eyes now.
“I will make the arrangements,” Cole grunted. I could have sworn his pulse raced before he jerked me towards a door I had not seen before. Tears leaked down my cheek and dropped onto Cole’s hand.No, she can’t agree to this.Shaw was known to becruel with others; he was the devil himself, merciless and cold.Anything but him, oh God please save her.
Present day
Ring Ring Rin- “What?”I answered the phone, my voice raw, like I had gone days without water.
“You know the place, she’s waiting for you and don’t be stupid and think you know how this is going to go,” Shaw’s crisp, clean voice filtered through the line. I stashed the bloodied knife in a flowerpot.
“Fine.” I ended the call as I rolled Cole’s motorcycle out of the garage of Reyna’s house. Cole’sHarleywas one of those classic red and black paint jobs. The bike itself was mid-80s and five speed and I’d only seen it in action once. I laughed as I walked it down a block before I started it and drove off. The fucker would be pissed, but it felt like sweet revenge for his lying.
36
NO MORE HIDING
Present day
“Why did you lie?” Dustin questioned from his position next to me.
I shook my head. “No man wants a woman who can shoot better than them, besides those who can’t, will teach and clearly he falls into the category.”
Dustin’s hand circled my ass, the flimsy fabric the only barrier as I turned back to the rifle. I seated another round in the chamber, breathing in and out as the gun was an extension of myself.
“Adjust upwards about a click and you’ll have it center,” he speculated.
With Dustin’s heated gaze on my ass as I pulled the trigger, the recoil smacked against my inner shoulder and pushed me back some, his hand slipped under my dress. Distracted by the circles across my cheeks and inner thighs, I had jerked too far.
“Problem?” He eyed.
“Nope,” I confirmed.
His hand reached further up my leg, a silent game between the two of us, one he thought he would win. The rifle settled firm in the nook of my shoulder. My focus was on the target ahead as I watched through the scope; it bobbed with my breathing. My finger rested on the trigger as I lined up once again.
Dustin’s finger plunged into my pussy. The shot went wide as I gasped from the intrusion. My pussy was already soaked and wanting; I needed the stimulation, which is why I didn’t wear underwear when given the chance.
