Page 22 of Stolen Compliance

“What the fuck do you want?” I growl.

He chuckles, a wheezy, low sound that makes my hackles rise. “You lost the challenge…” he taunts.

I curse and shove his face into the wall. “I’m not your fucking plaything—not anymore.”

Dominic laughs again, and I’m pulled away from him by a set of hands I don’t recognize. As soon as my weight is lifted from Dominic, he helps my second attacker subdue me. “That’s where you’re wrong, Buttercup,” he says, using that terrible nickname he gave me.

My stomach turns as I’m forced to the floor once more. Strong hands grip my wrists, holding them above my head, and I look up to meet Luca’s eyes, seeing pity swirling in them.

I scoff. “Didn’t get enough yesterday?”

Dominic thrusts my head down, neck bending uncomfortably as he settles himself on my legs. “Luca is still being rewarded…on the Boss’s orders. You, on the other hand, failed. And you know what happens to failures…”

I try to fight, but they hold me down, and it’s nothing for Dominic to spread my ass cheeks, since I didn’t put anything on before crashing into bed last night.

Cold saliva hits my hole, and I flinch. Bile rushes up, but I swallow it back down, trying my best to relax, but my body remembers. It wasn’t that long ago since I was last in this position that I’ve forgotten what’s to come.

Dominic’s belt jingles merrily as he undoes it, and I twist my wrists in Luca’s strong grip, willing to break them if it means getting free.

“I’m going to fucking kill you,” I tell Dominic.

He laughs before spitting again. “You know you’ve missed me,” he taunts.

“Fuck you!”

“My pleasure,” he purrs.

Throwing my head back, I bite my tongue until I taste blood as he shoves his hard and ready cock into my unprepared ass.

I see spots as I squeeze my eyes tightly. I thrash under them, but all it does is encourage Dominic to sink deeper into me.

“Fuuuuccckk… It’s too bad I can’t do this more,” he tells me. “You’ve always had such a tight ass. Nice and hot. I love breaking you in, Buttercup.”

I try my hardest to tune him out as he begins thrusting inside me. He pulls my hips up, shoving my torso into the floor as he takes what isn’t his.

Tears fall down my face from the burning pain of being fucked open on a rigid cock. My bottom lip bursts open as my teeth break through it, blood filling my mouth.

Lifting my head, I spit at Luca, satisfied when he grimaces as the blood and saliva hit him in the face.

“You just going to do nothing, newbie?” Dominic grunts, thrusting harder into me. “His throat hasn’t been tested in a while…”

“I fucking dare you,” I taunt Luca.

His eyes darken so much they look almost black, and for a moment, I think he’s going to refuse, but the guy has self-preservation…enough he releases me and shifts into a kneeling position.

Dominic leans over me, trapping me beneath him, causing me to cry out as I swear I can feel the delicate flesh of my ass tearing open as he fucks deeper into me…

Luca wastes no time grabbing my jaw in a firm grip and forcing my mouth open.

I keep his gaze as he shoves his cock into my mouth. His flesh is soft, smooth, and hot as he forces himself into my mouth.

I bite down, enjoying the way he curses and pulls out before striking me hard enough across the face that I see stars.

Distantly, through ringing ears, I hear Dominic laugh, the tone dark and sadistic and stomach turning even as my blood heats and my body aches for him.

My mouth is stuffed full again, and it’s all I can do is breathe through my nose as they use me from both ends.

“Maybe I’ll let you have his ass too,” Dominic muses. “After all, he deserves it for failing…”