“What the fuck are you doing?” I hear Josh say, voice sharp, uneasy.
“What I said I’d do,” Nate growls, eyes never leaving mine. There’s something feral in his expression. “Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it, too. Don’t lie and tell me you haven’t imagined what that pretty little mouth would look like around—”
“Shut up,” Tim cuts in, his voice tense. “That’s not what we planned.”
“I don’t give a fuck what we planned,” Nate snaps. “I know you’ve thought about it. I know all of you have.”
Nate’s hand clamps into my hair, yanking my head back.
“Open your mouth,” he growls.
“No,” I whisper with a glare. I barely recognize my own voice. It’s hoarse, low, but still mine.
He flinches—just a bit. Then smiles wider, like he expected it. Like he enjoys hearing me resist, my whole body is trembling. I don’t know if it’s fear, or shock, or the crushing weight of reality setting in.
Nate presses his hands to my jaw, fingers digging into already bruised skin. A fresh wave of pain surges through me. I try to turn away, to keep my mouth shut, but his grip on the back of my neck holds me still, tight and unrelenting.
“Hold him,” Nate snaps.
None of them moves at first. There’s a brief pause—a sliver of hesitation—but it vanishes.
“Fuck,” Caleb mutters, stepping behind me.
He grabs both my arms and yanks them back, locking them behind me like shackles. The pain shoots straight up my shoulders, cruel and sharp.
I’m caged. Caught.
And there’s no way out.
Nate leans in, his breath hot against my ear.
“Your mom is sleeping peacefully right now,” he says softly, like it’s a secret between us. “One call… and someone I know will make sure she never wakes up again. Fire spreads fast in houses like yours.”
He pauses, letting the silence close in around me. Then he adds, quieter:
“And Tyler? I’ll do worse to him than I’m doing to you. Much worse. Don’t think I won’t. unless you cooperate”
My stomach sinks.
Something in me dies right then.
All the fight drains from my body.
It’s like watching the light go out in my own soul.
He pulls back and lifts my chin like he owns me
“Now open your fucking mouth,” he growls. “And do what that stupid trap of yours was always meant for.”
I stare at him. My throat closes. My whole body shakes.
I don’t want this.
Please…
But I open my mouth.
“Don’t you dare bite me, Lucas,” Nate says with gritted teeth as he occupies my mouth, “if you do, I’m gonna shove this cock so far back on your throat you won’t be able to breathe.”
