Page 32 of Psycho Knights


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“Me? I don’t even know you!”

“You were the reason he hurt us so mercilessly.” His voice was a low, animalistic growl that sent a spike of terror through me.

The beautiful, handsome faces of the boys I loved rose before me once more. John, Rafael, and Danny. They died because of me and there was nothing I could do about it.

Heck! I didn’t even want to believe they were dead these past years.

I felt a sharp tug on my hair. Mikhail stood before me, his fingers weaving into my hair and gripping them tightly.

Lost in my memories, I’d forgotten all about the danger lurking right beside me.

“You take what we give you,” he whispered into my ear. “Would you rather we did what your brother did to us? Do you want us to cut up that pretty face so badly you’d be forced to spend the rest of your life as a recluse?”

A chill went through me. At the same time, I felt a throb deep in my core. I shivered against my captor, wondering if I was as broken as them.

His breath warmed my face. The darkness didn’t allow me to make much of his expression but it wasn’t too difficult to imagine his beautiful, dangerous face leering at me.

My sore pussy started pulsing, reminding me of the heated pleasure I’d felt earlier that evening. I hated everything Mikhail and his brothers did to me, but a broken part of me yearned for their punishment once again.

Shit, I’m going crazy here, I thought. The lurking shadows and Mikhail’s closeness suddenly made it difficult to breathe.

I needed to get away from them.

Gathering all the strength left in me, I pushed him off me and ran toward the staircase in the corner. The wide shaft of light illuminating the stairs felt like a beacon of freedom, making me sprint harder.

I barely made a short distance before Mikhail’s powerful arms grabbed me from behind, almost lifting me off my feet to stop me from escaping.

“Let go,” I bellowed, twisting and writhing in his arms.

“You’re kind of an idiot.”

Putting me down, he whirled me around to face him. Grabbing my chin, he drew closer. “Be a good girl, Lucia. Be a pet and we’ll be good to you. Act like a bitch and we’ll be forced to hurt you more.”

A rattling breath escaped me at his threat.

I thought of Yakim’s heavily scarred face and imagined the same thing being done to me. Despite my pretend bravado, the promise of blood and revenge terrified me.

All the fight left me, making my body sag against him.

He dragged me toward the foot of the stairs. Sitting down, he tugged me toward him until I was falling over his lap.

“This is better,” he said, satisfied.

“What are you doing?” I gritted through clenched teeth as I lay face down on his lap while my back and ass faced him.

“I’m punishing you,” he said in a low grim tone. “You can’t behave the same way with either Yakim or Leon. Yakim will kill you and Leon will carve your skin into ribbons.”

He smacked my ass hard. Before I could catch my breath, he slapped me a few more times.

“Stop!” I cried out. “Please, stop!”

He didn’t. His hand slapped me harder and faster.

My fleshy cheeks jiggled with each impact, sending burning pain shooting through me. No one was ever this rough with me. Heck! No one ever hit me before.

Within minutes, my ass felt hot and swollen.

“I can’t take anymore,” I whimpered, trying to stop him.

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