Hypnos argues, but Kronos turns back to us. “Enough, both of you. Ayres, get what you can to move us to our secluded cabin. Hypnos fucking stay in the bed until Doc releases you. So help me, if you move, I’ll tie you up right next to Charlotte and make you my little bitch.”
My eyes widen, and I look at him and then Hypnos. Holy shit. Kronos has always been the boss, but this type of threat has never come up.Fuck, why does this turn me on?
Kronos leaves in a huff. I smirk.
“He’s always so damn bossy,” Hypnos grumbles.
I laugh at him. “Shut up, Hypnos, you big baby.” He flips me off and my stress level goes down. Hypnos is the only one that makes me feel somewhat calm. Well, so does Charlotte.Shit, that makes me think of her and all I want to do is sink into her tight ass right now and lose myself. Fuck.
That thought makes me freak out a little. Shit. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. “You need anything before I go see what’s not ruined by this cluster fuck?”
“Nah man, go do what Kronos said. He’s on a fucking war path.”
“I don’t blame him.” I touch Hypnos with the back of my hand. His cheek is scruffy from the day-old growth on his face. He looks at me and my cock pulses. Shit, I seriously need to get laid. And soon.
“Stop being sappy.” His cheeks turn red, and I smirk. I use my hand to keep his face turned toward me. I bend down enough to make us eye level.
“You like me when I’m sappy.” I wink at him and chuckle. His tongue traces his bottom lip, and I can’t stop myself. I touch his lips with mine. He sucks in a deep breath as I deepen the kiss. I taste the sweet coffee taste of his mouth and I like it. Our tongues duel with one another, our passion for each other rising to a boiling point. Fuck, I wish he was better. I’d turn his ass around and fuck him.
I pull back and he reaches for me. I’m shocked. Hypnos rarely shows vulnerability. I like it, too much. “Rest Hypnos. Doc will be here soon.” I leave before I do something stupid. Yeah, like trying to take his ass. My want for him grows, and it’s mingled with the want I have for both Charlotte and Kronos. I’ve never given in to the thoughts of Kronos before. I mean, I’ve had them, sure, but now, thinking of fucking Charlotte while Kronos fucks her, or hell, just Kronos fucking me…it’s such a damn turn on. Shit, now I’m wondering what it would be like to feel him in me, making me cum.
I smile. I’m such a depraved fucker.
I’ve done some minor—well,minor to me—stupid things in my life. Today, I’ve accomplished the stupidest thing in the world: getting myself caught into a somehow worse situation than I was already in. I’m standing on the sea green wooden dock where countless men are staring at me. My voice is gone. The fear is eating at me as three men step closer to me. A dumpy older, bald man hits them on the back of their heads.
“Stop that. Get back to work.” He grabs my arm with a dirty hand. I try to jerk away and he pulls me harder to him.
“Let me go!” I demand, finding my voice, as he drags me by the arm. A loose plank of wood trips me and the man screams at me.
“Stop fighting me!”
I scream and yank my arm from him. He laughs and grips me with both his grubby hands.
“If you want to take your chances with the men, I’ll let you go.” He snarls at me with a knowing smile. He clearly knows I don’t want to be manhandled or left alone with these men.
I look around and the men are looking at me as if I’m a buffet to be picked at. My heart races as I shake with fear. “No, I’ll…”
The sound of a foghorn blares, forcing me to jump. The nasty man laughs at me.
“Exactly, missy. Now get in the office.” He shoves me through a tiny door that has seen better days and I land against a chair.
“Sit your pretty ass down while I make a call.”
I stand there, defiant. “I want to leave. Just let me go, okay?” My plea falls on deaf ears as he squints those obsidian eyes at me.
“No. Now missy, I’m being generous. But I can just kill you if that’s what you prefer.”
This makes me sit down. I gulp as I nervously look around the office. It’s tiny but organized. Everything is on shelves, and not a single speck of trash is on the floor. For such a dirty man this place sure is clean.
Two loud voices come from outside, and the man jumps up. I watch him as he opens the door and it shuts behind him.
Yes!I rush to the window. It’s big enough to get through. “Thank you, God,” I whisper as I try to raise the damn thing. It takes a few seconds of tugging and pushing, but I get it. My fear jolts through me, and I climb through the window.
“Oh, no you don’t.” The man grabs my right foot at the last second. He pulls me back in, but I slap at him. This loosens his hold on me, and I yank my leg, causing the man to stumble backward. I don’t think twice. I climb through the window as he falls backward.
“You stupid little bitch!”
I don’t look back as I run toward the parking lot. Shouting ensues behind me, but I don’t pay it any attention. A guard comes from the guardhouse in front of me, pointing his assault rifle at me as I make my way to the gate. The utter dread running through me is indescribable. I feel the world tilting from not only fear, but from the agony of the knowledge that I’m caught—again.Why can’t I run into nice people?
