Chapter 10
Presley
Sinking to my knees as Jake takes out his cock has me wanting to vomit. Enduring this while alone with the man in front of me is entirely different from this right here. One of the boys I love is tied to a chair being forced to watch what happens to me damn near nightly, and I cannot stomach it. I've kept this part of my life hidden from everyone, and now Braxton has a front row seat to it.After this, he will hate me. He will think I'm just used goods—a slut who will spread her legs for anyone.I think that's what hurts the most—seeing the look on his face shatters my heart, knowing this very well may be it for us—for all of us. I'm sure once they release him, he will go running home to the others, and I will be abandoned yet again for things that are out of my control. Jake gripping my chin takes me out of my head as he sticks his thumb into the crease of my lips.
“Open, my darling,” he orders. I part my lips and he slides two fingers into my mouth, gagging me as they reach the back of my throat. “Such an obedient little whore,” he says, degradingme for his pleasure. Despite the fact that Brax is watching, I flutter my lashes letting Jake think I like it. He removes his fingers and takes his cock, rubbing the tip over my lips. “Take me into your mouth and suck. Show him how good you are at gagging on this cock,” he spits, gripping the back of my head and shoving his dick into my mouth as Braxton screams at me.
“Pres, bite that motherfucker! Get away from her you piece of shit!” he yells, thrashing against the chair. Lawrence tases him again, and he settles down, but I'm screaming in my head for them to stop hurting him—for this to be over.
“Good girls don't hurt their daddies. Right, darling? You are doing so well, now swallow,” he commands. Tears fall down my cheeks as I swallow, causing Jake to groan. Then, he pulls out of my mouth slowly, putting his hand out for me to take.I want to fight back.I want to scream and lose utter control to show Brax I’m so much more than this, but I can’t. So, I place my hand in Jake’s and he pulls me up to stand. I look up at him as his fingers graze my cheek.
“My son has a heavy hand I see,” he says, and I nod. There's nothing to say. It's not like he's going to do anything about it. As much as Jake is tender with me, it does not mean he will protect me from his son.
“He will pay for that,” Braxton spits, causing Jake to chuckle as his fingers leave my face, working their way down my neck and over my breasts. I want to crawl into myself and hide. Jake's hands on me tonight make me feel, not only disgusting, but dirty too.
“She has such perfect tits, doesn't she, Mr. Cyprus? So full and perky,” he taunts, pulling at my nipples. Bile rises in my throat but I swallow it down wanting this torture to end already.
“Stop touching her!” Brax roars but Jake doesn't listen as his fingers slide down my stomach and into my panties.Oh god.Please, for the love of god, end this now. Let the ground open and swallow me whole.
“She’s so wet for me,” he continues to taunt as he spreads my lips, flicking my clit. I bite my lip, trying not to moan. Brax doesn't understand that I have no choice but to enjoy it all. It's the only way to get through it. Thoughts of him and his brothers are always at the forefront of my brain, not the monster in front of me. Never any of the monsters.
“Pres, do something! Fight for us! Fight for me!” Brax yells, but I can't fight. I can't do anything but take it. If only I could tell him, but I can't, there's no time. “This hurts, Pres! This is not okay! Fucking do something! Don’t let him do this to you!” he yells again, and Jake laughs, spinning me around to face him. I can't look at him and watch his heart shatter alongside mine. Let me break, not him. Because later, when this is all over, I'll drag the blade over my skin until I can’t breathe. No amount of cuts will ever be able to wipe this memory from my brain. It will be embedded until the blade cuts deep enough, finally taking me from the nightmare I live. And until then, I will have to suffer through it all.
“My darling, I want you to look into his eyes while I fuck this tight cunt and tell him how good I make you feel,” Jake orders as he slides my panties down my hips and presses against my shoulders, silently telling me to bend over. “Place your hands on his knees,” he commands, and I do as I'm told. My eyes collide with Brax’s, and I swallow thickly as he shakes his head.This was never meant to happen; he was never supposed to know this part of me.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper as Jake slams into me from behind, causing my hands to slide up Braxton's thighs. He growls as I dig my nails into him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, my darling. Do you love this cock deep inside you?” Jake asks, slapping my ass.No, I don't want to. Fuck, I dont want to say it.
“Don’t, Lil’ Mama, please don’t say it,” Brax begs as tears fall down my face.Fuck!
“Yes, you feel so fucking good,” I moan as a tear falls from Braxton’s eye. My heart shatters as another moan leaves my lips.I hate myself! I fucking want to scream!
“Stop, this is sick. I can't watch this. Please stop. Let her go, and I'll leave quietly,” Brax begs as Jake reaches around, flicking my clit. I tighten around his length, causing him to groan.Just cum already you stupid fuck! I need this to end now!
“Such a good girl, Presley. I want you to cum. Soak my cock and let him hear you,” he commands, and I moan as more tears leave Braxton's eyes.I’m so sorry, Brax. I’m so fucking sorry.
“Don’t you cum for him, Presley. Don’t you fucking dare!” he growls, but Jake keeps flicking my clit rapidly as he pounds into me relentlessly, and I have no choice, no say, no fucking voice. I shatter, screaming my orgasm as my body convulses, hating every second of it.
“Fuckkkkkk!!!!” Braxton roars in anger, thrashing against the chair, and Jake laughs as I dig my nails deeper into Braxton's thighs, my eyes never leaving his.
“Tell him who you belong to!” Jake groans as he slams into me over and over again.Oh god, no! I can't!This will ruin everything. I don't belong to him. I just want my guys—all of them—that's it.Fuck, please don’t make me do this!
“Not him! You don't belong to him! You are mine, Presley! Do you fucking hear me, not him!” Brax roars, causing spittle to fly from his lips. Jake takes a fist full of my hair, pulling it back roughly and causing me to cry out in pain.
“Tell him! Now!” he shouts angrily as his tongue draws up my cheek before he bites down into my tender flesh.Fuck! Shit!Fuck! Please forgive me. Please, please, please, forgive me.My eyes try to plead with his, wishing he could read my mind, wishing he could hear how much I'm screaming on the inside.
“You, Jake! I belong to you!” I scream, regretting the words immediately after they drip off my lips like acid. Jake roars his orgasm, spilling his load inside me as I sob for everything that's happened tonight. Braxton shuts his eyes. looking away from me. And it's at that moment, I know they will never forgive me for this! I'm no good anymore! Braxton has seen it with his own eyes. I'm nothing, and if I don't have them anymore, then maybe tonight is the night I deepen the blade and finally take my own life, because death is so much better than this.
Chapter 11
Harley
Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my waist and wring out my long hair. It’s been a tiring fucking day, and all I want is an ice-cold beer. Between the detectives still breathing down my neck and Hillsboro calling to inform me about Axel murdering a few orderlies, I just need a damn drink. They want to press charges and lock him away indefinitely. I can’t let that happen. Axel wouldn’t kill for no reason, and I can put my life on it that there is more to the story than what meets the eye.
I called our lawyer to get more information on the situation and if I can see him. I was denied access to that place, but the lawyers will find out exactly what transpired. This shit is just piling onto Axel's case, and it's not looking good for him. I haven’t told my brothers yet. I’ve barely seen them in the last few days, but I’m calling a family meeting tonight. We really need to put our heads together and get Axel out of there. I refuse to give up on my baby brother. He deserves so much more, and it killsme that he’s even there, but there's only so much I can do out here for him.
Walking out of the bathroom, I get dressed and throw my hair up in a bun, fuck brushing it. I just really need that drink.
