Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,90
Franky to continue. It won’t be long before he tells me what I need, I can feel it. I just hope Lauren can hold on until then.
Lauren
I wake with a jump and immediately I’m afraid. The drugs must still be lingering in my system because I should have woken when the men entered the room.
Strike stands over me with another member I don’t recognize. They look me over like I’m for sale and I’m familiar with the feeling and hate that I’ve been returned to this. The longer they stare down at me the more I panic, because I can’t ignore the lust I see forming in their eyes.
“I forgot how pretty you are.” Strike softly glides his rough hand along my leg.
I don’t say anything because when it comes to Strike, anything can set him off.
“This is my brother, Venom.” He indicates the man opposite him. “Say hi, Raven.”
I glare at Strike, he’s playing a game and I don’t want any part of it. All of a sudden, he slaps me across the face and I clench my teeth through the sting.
“Do it!” He roars, making me jump.
I turn to Venom, what a wonderful name. “Hi.” I spit out.
Venom is a handsome man, but I see the same twisted evilness in his eyes. “Nice to meet you, Raven.”
Strike comes closer and I wearily watch him. “Prez said we have a few minutes to play.”
I freeze, knowing what’s about to come and I can’t run away because of these stupid straps.
Strike sniffs me and wrinkles his nose, laughing at me. “Aw, did you wet yourself?”
I will admit that I wet myself last night because I needed to wee that much. Demon wouldn’t let me go to the toilet and I already knew that so I didn’t bother to ask. He let us all piss and shit in a fucking bucket back in our glorious room at the Devil’s clubhouse, why would he change?
“Looks like she needs cleaning.” Venom smirks and I don’t like where this is going.
“No.” I demand.
“Yes.” Strike insists and looks to his brother. “Get a sponge and a bucket of water.”
Venom quickly does as his brother orders and hurries off, leaving me all alone with the man I weirdly hate more than Demon.
“I must admit, I have missed you.” Strike places a hand on my cheek, looking deeply into my eyes. Quickly, his hand secures around my neck and squeezes. I struggle, but of course there’s nothing I can do. “You shouldn’t have ran, bitch! You’re my fucking property, not Demons.”
I stare wide eyed as he chokes me, literally squeezing the life out of me.
Strike leans down closer to my face. “You and me, we’re getting out of here. Once we have you cleaned up I’m taking you away.”
He finally lets go of my neck and I take in a deep breath of air. I cough from the sudden intake and Strike laughs at me.
Venom then returns and they strip me of my bottoms and thong. I feel ashamed that they are cleaning me up after my accident but I can’t do anything. I have to lie there while they laugh and clean me. They rub the sponge all over my lower body, soaking me in water and when one of them starts to play with my clit, I begin to cry.
Goodbye Lauren and hello Raven.
“No!” I scream at them, trying to kick out of the ropes.
It only makes them laugh and play harder but just as they become rough with me, Demon returns and I’ve never been so fucking happy to see him! He looks furious and Strike hasn’t even seen him yet.
“What the fuck?!” Demon roars from the door. “Get the fuck away from her!”
Strike stares at Demon for a few seconds, the hatred for him plain to see before he drops the sponge and orders his brother to follow him out. Demon quickly replaces Strike’s place by my side and caresses my face.
“I’m so sorry, Raven.” He wipes away my tears and looks down at my naked lower body. “Here, let me clean you off.”
I watch him as he dries me, but his kindness is false because as soon as he has me dry, he slaps my thigh causing me to wince.
“Fucking bitch, I bet you were enjoying it weren’t you?” He accuses.
“No.” I argue.
“Liar!” He screams and then shouts for some of his men to come in, including Andrew. He looks pretty fucking pleased with himself. I’d love to kill him for what