“Don’t touch me!” I whisper, pushing his hand away, but he fists my hair and brings his lips to mine, whispering, “Maybe you should ask your father about his deal withmyfather.”
I try to break free when he cups my breast, but he dives down and bites my neck, causing me to hiss in pain.
“You’re a business deal, sweetheart – a trade.”
“Get off me!”
He shuts me up with a palm over my mouth and shoves down the front of his jeans and boxers. “It makes me hard when you fight!”
I bite his palm and run for the door while he curses and shakes out his bleeding hand. Drops of blood drip onto the furry rug. “There’s nowhere to run. Who’s going to save you? Your father?”
As I turn the handle, he grabs my hair and drags me back to the bed. “You’re not going anywhere!”
“Bennett? What are you doing?!”
He’s on top of me, squeezing my bare thigh when the door opens, and my father steps inside.
“Dad!” I try to shout, but Bennett clamps a hand over my mouth and chuckles, watching my dad flip the lock.
“So not only do you deny me, but you deny Bennett too?” my dad asks, adjusting his cuff links. Fear licks at my skin as Bennett meets my terrified gaze and winks.
“You shouldn’t deny your boyfriend, young lady.”
My heart thunders. I buck my hips, but Bennett is too heavy to throw off.
My father sits on the edge of the bed and brushes my hair away from my eyes with gentle fingers. “You’re going to make your fiancé feel good, aren’t you, pumpkin?”
My eyes widen, and I snap them over to my father.
My fiancé?
I’m not marrying Bennett! I shake my head, causing my tears to spillover.
My dad shushes me as Bennett yanks my skirt up above my waist. “The Beauforts are one of the most powerful families in town, pumpkin. And so are we. Together we will be unstoppable.”
My panties are snapped off, and I whimper pathetically. I can’t see Bennett for the tears in my eyes, but his rough hands hurt me.
“You see, pumpkin, an arrangement was made that would see our families unite. You and Bennett are to marry.”
My scream is muffled below Bennett’s hand. He digs his fingers into my skin as he works his thick cock inside me.
“Everything has been signed, darling. The wedding is to take place next year.”
Bennett grunts in my ear and starts moving on top of me.
My father grins, stroking his fingers through the tears on my cheeks. “I didn’t want you to find out just yet. You’ve been so compliant until now.”
I push on Bennett’s chest, but my father tuts disapprovingly, and then his eyes fall to my bobbing tits. “Don’t fight!”
I squeeze my eyes shut and float far away into a cocoon of peace, where no one and nothing can touch me. I don’t know how much time passes, but when the weight is lifted, I scramble off the bed and clutch my dress to my naked chest.
Bennett fastens his jeans, and my father orders him to leave. I back up against the wall as Bennett walks out and shuts the door.
My father cocks his head, dragging his eyes down my body. “Your hair is ruined.”
The urge to pat it down is overwhelming.
“Come here, darling.”