He squeezes harder, and I cringe against his grip, trying to twist free. Tears of pain spring to my lashes, and I gasp as he lifts me off my feet, so my mouth is only inches from his. He grips my chin in his other hand, swiping tears and rain from my cheek and smearing them over my trembling lower lip. Then he leans in and crushes my lips with his. It’s not a kiss. It’s harsh and painful, his teeth smashing my lip before drawing it between his. He bites down hard, and blood gushes into my mouth. I cry out, the sound muffled inside his mouth, and shove against his chest.
He pulls away and slowly licks his lips, his hooded eyes filled with a fire I’ve never seen in them before, something venomous and predatory as a shark who just tasted blood in the water. Leaning in, his tongue flicks out and swipes over my lip, lapping up the blood that spilled.
“You really don’t want me for an enemy, little mama,” he says, his voice a taunting purr. “Trust me when I say, you don’t want to know what I’m capable of.”
“Let go,” I choke out. “You’re hurting me, Maddox.”
“Then think about that before you hurt my family,” he says, lowering me back to my feet but keeping his hand firmly around the back of my neck. “Because if you do, there will be no end to the pain we’ll inflict on you. You won’t just wish you’d never met us. You’ll wish we’d let your dad kill you.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, not sure he can even hear me over the drumming rain on the roof of his new car. “I never meant to hurt you.”
He stares at me a second, then barks out a cold, mirthless laugh. “Hurt me?”
I swallow hard, my whole body shaking with fear of him, the storm, the rain. Squeezing my hands into fists, I let my nails bite in, focusing on the pain there instead of the confusion and pain of his cruelty.
Reaching past me, Maddox yanks open the door. “Get out of the car,” he orders, his gaze still locked on mine.
“What?” Scarlet demands.
“Get out of the fucking car,” he snaps.
“It’s raining,” she points out.
He doesn’t answer.
She hesitates, then slowly climbs out, shooting me a look that’s half wounded, half resentful. I have no idea where he thinks he’s taking me alone, but I’m not about to get in the car with him after he showed his true colors. All along, I thought he was the honest one, the one who didn’t play games and pretend to be something he wasn’t. But he’s just better at hiding it than Lennox. He lured me into a sense of security, let me believe he wouldn’t hurt me, by protecting me all those times.
“Bend over the hood of my car and pull up your skirt,” Maddox says, his eyes still locked on mine. Somehow, though, I can tell his words aren’t for me.
“Right now?” Scarlet asks doubtfully, glancing around and hunching her shoulders against the hammering rain.
“You want me to fuck you or not?” he snaps.
“Yeah, but…”
“Then fucking bend over.”
She licks her lips, her gaze darting around the lot again as she measures how much she wants his dick against how much she wants to keep her dignity. Or maybe she’s just realizing she doesn’t have much choice in the matter. Slowly, she stalks to the front of the car and bends over the hood, lifting up the back of her skirt. Maddox turns away from me, walks to her, and unzips his pants.
I’m frozen in place by his icy glare as he yanks out his dick and jerks it roughly, his eyes never leaving mine through the curtain of rain streaking down between us.
He’s not going to do it. There’s no way. He’s challenging me, daring me to break first.
But I won’t.
In the end, no matter how much he’s watched me over the past year, he doesn’t know me. He’s seen me break, that day they pulled me out of the shed, and he thinks I’m fragile, that he’ll break me by hurting me, just like Lee always did. But they underestimate me. If he knew me as well as he thinks, he’d know I’m just like him. I never break for myself.
When I don’t back down, he pulls out his wallet, flips it open, and pulls out a condom. I still don’t move, don’t look away. Not even when he tears the package with his teeth and rolls the condom on, stroking his shaft as he goes. I try not to stare, not to notice how fucking wide his cock is. God, it’s big. I almost pity Scarlet for what he’s about to do to her.
I’m still not sure he’s going to go through with it. Not until he yanks down Scarlet’s underwear and thrusts into her. She yelps in pain, grasping uselessly at the wet surface under her, and he pulls back and spits on his palm. He slides his hand between her thighs, up through her crease, wetting her while his gaze locks mine in place. He pushes into her again, this time slower. From the corner of my eye, I can see her hair blow over her face in a gust of wind, can see the tortured expression twisting her pretty features as she takes his impossible size.
Thunder rumbles through the sky overhead, and rain slices down, running down my fingers, the cold making my hands numb. My whole body is numb as I watch him fuck her, pounding her against the car, spearing his cock into her again and again while she just lies there, her fingers clutching for purchase on the smooth metal. I think she’s crying, but it’s hard to tell through the rain.
“You think you can hurt me?” Maddox snarls at me. “You think you have anything I want? Scarlet knows what she’s doing, knows how to take it like a woman, not a little girl. She’s not some pathetic virgin who thinks her cunt’s so fucking special I’d lose sleep over it.”
I stumble back a step, wanting to run to Lennox’s car, to dive inside and make this all a nightmare, make it so Maddox never fucked Scarlet in front of me just to hurt me.
He smirks and drags his cock out before plunging it to the hilt inside her. “She’s tight as a virgin too, which means you have literally nothing to offer that I can’t find a hundred other places. You really think you were special to me? I took pity on you because you’re a sad little girl desperate for attention because Daddy doesn’t love you.”