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“SomebodyToldMe”—MotionlessInWhite

After a kiss to her brightly colored hair, I left Laila sleeping soundly and naked in my bed. We hadn’t been using condoms since reuniting, and I half hoped her birth control would fail. That thought came so quickly and out of the blue that I shocked myself.

Ensuring the door was locked, I gently closed it and made my way out to the common area.

“Feeling better?” Hawk asked me from his spot on the couch in front of the big-screen TV on the wall. A hockey game played, and I watched long enough to know it was the Austin Amurs in the playoffs against Seattle.

“You’re an asshole sometimes,” I grumbled.

He chuckled, because he knew that his empathic abilities not only calmed me, but also seemed to make me horny as fuck. Everyone seemed to react differently, but everyone was left with a slightly euphoric feeling.

“You saying you didn’t enjoy your ‘nap’ just now?” He snickered as he raised a beer to his lips.

“Shouldn’t you be at home with Julia?” I asked him in a dry tone, not answering his question, because fuck yes, I’d enjoyed myself, but I wanted to be there when they were working on getting information from the Khatri assholes.

“Nope. She’s shopping with Kira for clothes that Parker doesn’t need but they insist he does.” He rolled his eyes.

“Blade still over there?” I asked, knowing he knew what I was asking.

“Yep.”

“Cool,” I replied, then left to take the path we had that ran from the clubhouse, through the separating field, and to the farm.

I went into the old slaughterhouse that was silent as a tomb, through the rickety-looking door that hid a soundproof one. Slowly descending the stairs, I whistled happily.

As soon as I opened the second soundproof door into the basement, I heard the screams.Yep, Blade is at work.

Though I knew better, nothing could’ve prepared me for what I walked in on.

“What the fuck?” I muttered as I stared. Voodoo, Phoenix, and Squirrel stood off to the side, watching the absolute circus of fuckery take place. None of them seemed to notice the horrid stench.

“I’m actually impressed. And he got confirmation that they have the girl,” Squirrel said as he leaned against the wall with his head cocked slightly.

Blade had one of the guys bent over a bench, knees spread, strapped to the legs of the bench. His hairy balls were visible between his legs, and I wrinkled my nose. But that wasn’t the twisted part.

The “fucking machine” he’d shown us he’d found online was set up behind the guy, only instead of a silicone dildo like in the video, he had a splintery phallic-shaped piece of wood halfway in the guy’s asshole.

“Let me ask you one more time,” Blade said as he sat in a chair next to the guy eating a sandwich. “Which island is she on?” He tapped an image that was on the bench in front of the guy’s face.

“Fuck you!” the guy said.

“Brave or stupid?” I asked.

“Stupid,” Voodoo immediately replied.

“Wrong answer!” Blade said with a sadistic grin. His foot then pressed on what looked like a sewing machine foot peddle, and the “fucking machine” went to work. The dude screamed, making me cringe, and I actually had to look away.

“Fucking hell! That makes my ass hurt looking at it,” I said. “How can you watch that?”

Voodoo’s head slowly swiveled my direction. His ice blue eyes locked on mine. “This one likes to sodomize the young boys they traffic.”

My eyes narrowed, and I turned back to Blade. “Does that have a faster speed?”

Squirrel chortled. “You should see what’s going on with the other guy.”

I thought he was just hanging from the hooks waiting his turn. When I looked closer, I realized I was wrong. “Oh shit. Damn that looks awful!”

“Wait ’til you see what he’s gonna do with it,” Phoenix said with a curl of his lips.


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