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the
dramatics, girl.” He shook my body back and forth like a plastic toy. “Let’s
just get on with it.” He padded my leg hard. “Step on him right here,” he said
pointing to the center of his own forehead as an example. “As hard as you can
until I tell you to stop.”
    I shook my head.
“I can’t, I can’t. I won’t.”
    Lance kissed me
again. “You can do it, baby, and you will. And then,” he whispered, pressing
his hand hard into the small of my back and running it up and down the skin
inside of my shirt. “Then we’re going to go over to that bed and you’re going
to give me the ride of my life.” He backed away and waved his hands around the
room in a circle. “AND THEN YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE MY FRIENDS HERE THE RIDE OF
THEIR LIVES ONE BY ONE!” He screamed out loudly.
    Cheers and hollers
erupted all over the room.
    “WHAT DO YOU SAY,
BOYS, YOU WANT TO RUN A TRAIN ON OUR NEW LITTLE FRIEND HERE?” Lance moved
closer to me and tore my shirt down the middle, revealing my bra and shoving
his hand over one of my boobs. “I PROMISE YOU THEY’RE REAL!”
    Hoots and hollers
rang out around me.
    “Yeah, Lance!
Let’s nail the slut!”
    “Take that bra
off!”
    “Show us her
pussy!”
    “Look at the
fucking slut enjoying this!”
    Lance laughed the
harder I tried to fight and gave me another deep kiss; this one was really wet
and hungry. He was getting worse, more aggressive, he wanted me and he wanted
me more than he had before.
    “I promise you she
tastes as sweet as pineapple,” he said to the others when he pulled away from
me. “But first thing is first.” He shoved me toward Clause again. “Do what the
fuck I told you to do and finish the pussy off.”
    I looked down at
Clause whimpering and knew right away I couldn’t do it. There was no way I was
going to let them think that any part of this was okay with me. I’d rather die
myself than help them kill someone who had only been kind to me. I didn’t care
what they did to me, nothing could be worse than the pain I was feeling by
being away from Cutter anyway.
    I spun away from
Clause’s body and spit directly in Lance’s face and then made a run for the
door. I actually made it all the way there but the handle was locked when I
tried to jiggle it open. The only way to open it was with a key, a key that I
didn’t have.
    I tried to kick it
open but only managed to get a few blows out before Lance had his paws on me
again, dragging me backward and throwing my body down on the floor hard.
    He dug my spit out
of his eye and looked down at me, chuckling. “Oh, you’re going to wish you
didn’t do that.” He motioned for his brothers to move forward, closing in on
me. “Whoever makes the bitch cry the loudest gets a special reward at the end.”
    And then the
beating began.

 
    Chapter Four
    CUTTER

 
    Grace’s little
sister sat at the bar, a diet coke and a bowl of peanuts in front of her. She
kept turning the straw paper over in her hands over and over again. Half of the
time she was sneaking glances at me, curious about the man who her sister
belonged to. The other half of the time, she was sneaking glances at Ace;
curious about the man she couldn’t seem to get out of her head. Not that he
seemed to notice.
    “So,” she said slowly,
picking up a peanut then setting it back down a second later. “You and my
sister are like… a couple or something like that?” She looked me up and down
with an unsure expression on her face.
    I didn’t really
blame her for being skeptical; I wasn’t exactly looking my best these days. I
ran my hands over the untrimmed stubble on my face and half smiled. “Yeah, or
something like that.”
    She glanced around
the bar, taking it all in. “And these people are all your… your… your biker
army?” She practically choked on her words, her nerves taking over for a final
time.
    Ace chuckled from
the other side of me and Alexis turned red.
    She was definitely
Grace’s sister.
    “These are