Page 138 of Hunting Grounds


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The wave swells inside of me.

“Shh, for once in your life, don’t fight me, Peony.”

The careful way he caresses my hair and the loving look in his eyes betrays his actions. Dark spots dance across my vision, merging together and blurring the background until they’re all I can focus on.

That, and Axel. Whose lips are gently caressing mine. So soft. The only part of him that is.

“You can’t keep defying me,” he murmurs against my lips. “You had to know there would be consequences, princess.”

The wave crests. This is too much like before. Too similar to—

I blink and it lasts an eternity.

Axel’s words are coming so slowly, everything moves like I’m stuck in slow motion, even my breathing has slowed to a near halt. Yet my heart races so painfully fast that it feels like it’s going to tear itself from my chest.

This is terror unlike anything I’ve ever known before. Worse than anything The General ever did. The worst kind of betrayal.

I blink and it lasts an eternity.

Why did the devil wear the face of an angel?

The darkness takes over.

The wave breaks.

Crashes.

I’m caught in the rip curl and unwittingly dragged under.

“You’re a virgin?”

I don’t answer. I can’t. I’m barely breathing through the pain while inside I’m screaming.

Tears are streaming down my face.

“This is perfect. You’re fucking perfect, flower. I was so sure that that bastard son of mine and his filthy friends had deflowered you already, but this is so much better. A fucking virgin.”

I was.

He starts to move and bile burns my throat. I long to spit it in his face but his hand is clamped too tightly over my mouth.

“Now you’re mine. Properly. And I get to have so much more fun with you, virgin.”

Not anymore.

He bites the tender skin on the underside of my breast and I cry out, bucking up off the bed. It just pushes him deeper and he grins.

“I get to make it really hurt, virgin.”

Never will be again.

He runs his fingers along my hairline, skimming the tender spot where he struck me earlier. He stares at me for every tiny reaction. Smiling, he suddenly presses his fingers into the sore spot and pain blooms behind my eyes so sharply that I almost black out. Blood trickles down my face.

“You’re going to learn to love it.”

Oh Zie, why wouldn’t you take it when I offered it?

He holds my jaw wide open with his left hand and forces two of the bloody fingers on his right into my mouth. His nails scrape the back of my throat and I gag.

He groans, cock pulsing.

“And you’ll be fucking ruined for anyone else.”

Anyone would have been better than this.

He presses his fingertips into the wound on my temple and this time I do pass out from the pain.

The End

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