“Nope,” Spyder agreed, “and we get to have a little fun.”
“I like the sound of that, Spyder.”
Panic slowly clawed its way to the surface as I sucked in a ragged breath, desperate to breathe through the sudden urge to vomit. I bolted toward the door as terror took over, and my brain ceased coherent function.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist and hauled my body upward as I kicked my legs and fought like hell to break Spyder’s hold. Both men outweighed me by at least fifty pounds. There wasn’t a hope or a prayer that I could stop them from whatever they planned. Bile rose in my throat, and I swallowed it down as Spyder chortled at my futile efforts.
Jack faced me as I spun in his direction and slammed to the ground on my knees. Pain sliced upward through my thighs, and I knew it was only the beginning of what I would endure.
Jack reached for his belt with a wicked smile that promised torment in ways I couldn’t fathom. “Take off your clothes, bitch.”
Spyder laughed. “I want her ass. You can fuck her pussy. We can take her at the same time.”
Jack snickered. “Like that night I let you have her? Not get enough.”
Spyder grabbed his crotch. “No. I’d like to take her back to my room for a while. Maybe keep her a few weeks.”
“Damn. She got to you, huh?”
“Bet her daughter will grow up with the same sweet pussy.”
Outraged, I let my fists fly, hitting both men as I struggled to my feet. I got my knee into Jack’s groin, feeling triumphant until Spyder hit me over the back of his head with something hard.
My body sprawled to the floor as I felt him tearing my clothes off. Cold air swept across my bottom as I got shoved to my stomach. My thighs were kicked apart as I screamed, clawing at the floor to escape.
“If you value your dick, don’t move a fucking muscle.”
Diablo’s voice was so deep and deadly quiet that I hardly registered the words as he spoke. Hope blossomed in my chest as I lifted my chin and caught his fierce expression.
“Back away with your hands up,” he ordered, booting the door wide open. “You touch her, you die.”
Chapter 17 Diablo
“Back away with yourhands up," I ordered, kicking the front door of Gina's place wide open, livid as I saw her on the ground, almost violated by two fucking Hell Titans. "You touch her, you die.”
My gaze slid to Gina, letting her know everything would be fine.