Page 103 of Kings & Corruption

I hurried to scramble away, but he was on me too fast, covering my body with his and pinning me to the floor.

“Get the fuck off me!” I shouted.

His hand came over my mouth. “I had a feeling you might like it this way.”

He fumbled with his sweat pants and panic tore through my body. I writhed and struggled, trying to put enough room between us that I could roll to my stomach and use my arms to push up, but he was too heavy.

Too strong.

I felt the hot, smooth weight of his bare dick against my thigh and started to cry.

He grabbed ahold of my shorts and tore them away, then fumbled with my underwear, pushing them aside.

Oh god… oh god… oh god.

And then he was gone.

One minute he was there, his weight an oppressive force pinning me to the ground, the next I was lying on the floor alone, gasping for breath, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on.

Then I heard Neo shouting.

“Motherfucker… You think you can touch her? She said get off.”

His words were interspersed with the thud of fists meeting flesh, the thuds turning wet as Neo’s punches opened up Enzo’s face, blood splattering across the kitchen floor.

And he wasn’t alone. Rock and Oscar were there too, taking turns kicking Enzo, curled on the tile like a giant baby, while Neo straddled his shoulders to work his face.

I scrambled to my feet, backing away against the wall, too stunned to do anything else while Enzo went limp under the weight of the beating.

The kettle was screaming. I had no idea how long it had been boiling, but it cut through my shock, and I hurried to the stove to turn off the burner before it woke up the whole house.

Then I turned to the Kings, still beating on Enzo even though he was clearly unconscious, blood seeping across the floor under his body.

“Stop!” They froze like a pack of dogs being given a command, and turned their heads to look at me. “You’re going to kill him.”

“He was going to rape you,” Neo said, his voice dripping ice.

“I… I know. But I don’t want you to go to jail because of it.” I was surprised to find I didn’t just mean Rock and Oscar.

I meant Neo too.

“No one’s going to jail, tiger,” Oscar said, his voice low and threatening.

I didn’t know what that meant, but I didn’t want them burying a body in the woods because of me.

I took a deep breath. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

Rock walked over to me and peeled off his sweatshirt. He slipped it over my head and I put my arms through the holes, sinking into the safety of it. My shorts were still on the floor, but the sweatshirt came to the middle of my thighs.

He pulled me against his chest and wrapped his arms around me. “You sure you’re okay?”

I nodded, and he stood there for a minute and smoothed my hair. “If you let me keep going, I’ll kill him for you.”

I couldn’t tell whether he was kidding, but it made me laugh. “I’d rather not have it on my conscience.”

“Asshole like this?” Oscar said behind me. “Wouldn’t keep any of us up at night after what he tried to do to you.”

I pulled away from Rock. “It’s okay. I just want to go to bed.”

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