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tied her wrists and ankles to the bed. No, I wasn’t going to risk her trying to escape again. I’d learned my lesson. She looked at me with sad eyes, but I didn’t fall for it. I didn’t care that she was uncomfortable. It was better than the dirty mattress in the cell, so instead of staring at me with those doe eyes, she should have been thanking me. I was taking care of her like Jax and Reid were never going to. She’d learn to appreciate it soon enough. She’d learn to appreciate me.

I got rid of the water and the tub, threw some more wood on the fire, then peeled off my clothes and crawled into bed, next to her. I threw a blanket over both of us, draped a thick, heavy arm over her flat belly, and fell asleep in seconds. In my sleep, I could feel her chest rising and falling, I could hear her breathing evenly, her heart beating like the wings of a butterfly. I could smell her skin and her hair, and all that soothed me. This was the first time I managed to sleep well since Chase had died. In the morning, when the first sunrays woke me, I opened my eyes and realized I’d been dreaming. I couldn’t remember the details. But it had been a nice dream. Isabel had been in it, and Jax and Reid, too. We were happy. The four of us.

She was still asleep next to me. Her long, blond hair had dried, and it covered the pillow like golden silk. She hadn’t moved an inch, and she seemed to have gotten used to the position. Her long, thin limbs were relaxed, and underneath the blanket, I could see her nipples were hard. I couldn’t help myself. We were both naked, my cock was as hard as a rock, and I had to have her. I climbed on top of her and entered her pussy in one swift thrust of my hips. She opened her eyes, and her mouth formed a cute “o” when she understood what was happening. She didn’t fight me. Instead, she relaxed and allowed me to fuck her as she stared into my eyes. It was quick. She was so sweet and vulnerable. After what my brothers and I had done to her last night, her pussy was still so deliciously tight. I squeezed her breast as I moved in and out of her. Feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge, I leaned in and captured her lips in a wild kiss. She opened her mouth for me, and my tongue attacked hers, pushing deeper and harder. Just like my cock ravished her cunt, my tongue ravished her mouth. She started moaning and whimpering, and her walls clenched and unclenched around me as she came once, twice. Our lips remained locked as I filled her with my seed and my knot grew inside her. I collapsed on top of her. I must have been too heavy for her small, frail body, but she didn’t complain.

“Please don’t take me back to the caves,” she whispered. “I know you have to. Jax and Reid don’t know that I’m here, do they?”

“They don’t.”

“Please. I hate that place. It’s cold, dark, and horrible. Just keep me here, okay? I can help you around the house. I can clean.”

I sighed. “I can’t keep you tied to the bed forever.”

“You don’t have to. I won’t try to escape. There’s nothing for me out there. You know that. My family is gone. I didn’t even like my life. You have to believe me.”

I jumped out of the bed and started looking for my clothes.

“Please,” she begged.

She looked beautiful like that – sprawled onto my bed, her wrists tied to the headboard, her legs spread wide, my seed slowly seeping out of her. I bit the inside of my cheek. The truth was that I didn’t want to take her back to the cell either. Her promises sounded so enticing.

“I can’t make this decision alone.” I tore off the rope around her wrists and ankles. “We’ll have to talk to Jax and Reid first. If you behave, and if you’re honest, who knows? They might consider letting you live with us.”

Fourteen

Isabel

When Thorn had agreed to take me to talk to the others, I didn’t know what I’d expected. I’d thought I was more or less prepared for facing them, or at least, as prepared as I could be.

Thorn was