“Do you ever listen? Shut. The. Fuck.Up!”
Her nose broke with a crunch, and her vision blurred with the strikes. Damn, that one hurt. Breathing became harder to do as blood trickled down her throat and her eyes started to swell. No doubt the mortician would have to work some fancy makeup magic to make her presentable for the funeral.
She could barely make out Specs’s fuzzy image as he lowered his jeans and grabbed his dick, trying to rub it to life.
“Can’t ged id up, you fuckin’ loser?” If she was going to die, she’d fight like hell until the end.
“How the hell does Cam put up with you?” the small man growled as he pulled at the limp little sausage.
“He’z a man. A real man.”
That was the last straw for Specs. He picked up his belt and whipped her across her belly and thighs. “Goddamn cunt! Don’t know when to keep your fucking mouth shut!”
Sabrina screamed in pain. Welts appeared with each blow. More work for the mortician, she reasoned.
Finally, the beating stopped as Specs ran out of steam. He straddled her body, and she tried weakly to toss him off. He looped the belt around her throat and slowly tightened it, cutting off her airway.
Whatever fight she had left in her disappeared fast. Her arms and legs twitched uselessly as he choked her, the leather cutting into her skin as he pulled harder and harder. Her eyeballs felt like they were about to burst from her skull, and her pulse pounded in her ears.
This is it. I’m done. Cam, I love you. I wish I’d told you more often. Heal and move on, baby.
The belt suddenly relaxed and the weight on top of her eased as Specs climbed off her and scuttled to the door, jerking his pants up as he moved. She gasped for what air she could as he pressed his ear against the wood.
“What’s happening?” Billy questioned.
“I don’t?—”
He suddenly fell back as someone forced the door open and a figure that looked a lot like Wolf filled the frame. A furious Wolf.
Sabrina lost her limited sight of the two men and had a hard time making out what the sounds were, but if she guessed right, Specs was getting the shit beaten out of him. Stalemate’s form came to her side and cut through the ropes that held her.
“Shit. Cam’s gonna freakin’ go off.”
“Get her out of here.”
“Where’s Cam?”
“On the way.”
Various voices surrounded her as her arms and legs were released. The stretching of her joints for so long made it hard for her to move them. Stalemate slipped an arm under her knees and head to lift her when she heard Cam shouting for her.
“Sabrina! Fuck, can you hear me, baby?”
“Ayah,” she croaked.
His face appeared in front of hers. Even with her bad eyes, she could see him. He looked wonderful.
“Hospital. Now.” That one sounded like Wolf.
“Was she raped?”
“Don’t think so.”
Sabrina tried to swallow and then rasped, “He didn’t make it. Couldn’t get his mini-wiener hard.”
A wave of heat blew from Cam, intense enough that she felt it over her entire body.
“If I have my way, he won’t have to worry about ever getting hard again.”
