Page 79 of Little Fox


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“Did you think I wouldn’t find you, Bailey?” Billy snarled.

My heart thumped in my chest as I tried to pick out where he was in the room. I spun around, swinging my glowstick, but his voice kept coming from behind.

“Did you think you could throw a party and not invite me? I’m disappointed in you, Bailey.”

If I wasn’t so terrified, I would have laughed out loud. I threw this party for you, asshole.

“What do you want, Billy?” I spat.

He chuckled and I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I flinched as his hands found my hips and he pulled me back into his chest. “To fucking violate you in every possible way.”

I shot forward but he caught me in his grip. He wrapped his hands around my waist and dragged me to the bed. “Where you going, babydoll?”

“Let go of me!” I screamed.

Billy laughed as he switched on the bedside lamp. He had a crazed look in his eyes. It was almost demonic. “Look at you, Bailey. Dressed like a fucking slut as usual. Did you wear that just for me?”

“Fuck off, Billy.”

He climbed on top of me and grabbed my wrists. Oh no. I glanced from side to side to see bondage restraints strapped to the mattress. I sprang forward just as Billy slammed me back against the headboard. Pain seared through my skull, blurring my vision.

“Billy, stop,” I murmured.

Panic flooded my chest as he secured each of my wrists to the bed. “You’re not going anywhere this time, slut.”

He moved to the foot of the bed and slipped two more restraints over my ankles, before climbing back on top of me.

Fuck, where were the guys?

The back of my head throbbed against the pillow. “Please, untie me. I won’t tell anyone.”

Billy glared down at me. “No, you won’t. Because I’m going to keep you tied up in here forever. That way I can come up and play with you anytime I want. Just like my daddy did to your whore mom.”

I gasped as he yanked my furry bralette down to my belly, exposing my breasts. A sinister smirk pulled at his lips. I flinched as he lowered his head. Nausea rolled through my stomach as his tongue darted out. “Billy, what the fuck are you talking about?”

He ran his thumb across my lower lip and pinched it down. “Mmm, your mom fought like this too. Right before my daddy lit the fucking match.”

No. Fuck. Panic turned to rage as the weight of his words threatened to suffocate me. “Your father killed my parents? Why? What the fuck did my family ever do to yours?”

“Your momma just couldn’t leave it alone. No, she tried to ruin everything. Threatened to tell the world how my daddy was obsessed with her. But she was a lying cunt. It was her who lured him away from our family. But he took care of it, just like I’m going to take care of you.”

As tears spilled down my cheeks, a dark rage brewed in my chest. I was going to be sick. “I’m going to fucking kill you, Billy.”

He snickered. “I’ve been waiting for this a long time.” He rolled his tongue over my nipple. “Fuck, you taste good.” He clamped his lips down hard and sucked.

I flailed on the bed, desperate to get away from him. “You’re a sick fucking bastard!”

Billy chuckled as he ran his hands down my stomach. “I’ve been thinking about how you stroked your cunt for me that night.” I groaned as he pushed my skirt up around my waist. “The way you fingered your wet pussy. Now it’s my turn.”

Fucking hell. Where the fuck were they? I shook my head. “No. Get the fuck off of me. Right now.”

He laughed as he yanked on my panties, tearing them in half with one jerk. “You’ve been a naughty girl, Bailey. And naughty girls get punished.”

“So do naughty boys.” Raine stepped out of the shadows, his face painted like Grim’s.

Billy sprang off the bed. “Who the fuck are you?”

Oh, thank fuck. “Took you fucking long enough,” I growled.

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