Dawn Endeavor 3: Julian's Jeopardy Read Online Free PDF Page B

past her defenses.
    “I want to fuck you, chica . Hard, fast. To plant a baby in that belly. You're perfect for me. With your brains and beauty, and my strength, we'll have the perfect children. Just think of how incredible my sons will be, able to heal themselves whenever they wish?” He grinned at the shock in her eyes. He knew . “I'm tired of waiting. It's time.”
    Stunned, Sheridan couldn't speak. She turned her head when he would have kissed her and felt his mouth on her cheek before he slid it to her neck and sucked hard, bruising her. She shuddered, wanting nothing more than to escape.
    “You have Elena,” she managed when he leaned back again. “Why would you want me?”
    “She satisfies my cravings when they get too much. But every man must continue his line. I knew when I first saw you that you would be the one to bear my sons. You're so special, Sheridan.”
    Her heart raced in panic. How had he found out what she'd kept a secret her entire life?
    “Hawkins healed well after your visits, though his mind is not what it should be. But we have Manoel to thank for that.” He chuckled. “His concoctions would keep an elephant down. I'll be surprised if Hawkins can remember his own name in another month.”
    “Hawkins?”
    “Julian, your naked friend, the one you like to play with, no?” His smile turned mean.
    How could he know that? Pedro had told her there were no cameras or surveillance equipment at the caves. Unless Pedro had lied. That, or Ricardo hadn't told Pedro everything. God, she didn't know who to trust anymore.
    “I don't know what you mean.” She tried to move out from under him, but he only shifted, fitting himself closer into the vee of her thighs.
    “I think you do. You put your hand around his cock, and you milked him. Like an animal, you dragged his cum from his body.” His raspy breathing increased. “You will like what I do for you, my sweet. You'll take it and love what I give you. Maybe then you'll heal me too.”

    She struggled and yelled out, but Ricardo slammed his mouth over hers. She bit his tongue when he tried to invade her mouth.
    “ Dios . A cat with claws, eh? Good, I like it a bit rough.” Before he could follow through with more mauling, though, Elena's scream of rage interrupted them.
    “I'm sorry, but you said to let her through,” one of the guards said from behind her.
    “You filthy, dirty whore! He's mine! You leave him alone!” As if she could move with the monster on top of her. “Elena, help me,” she cried.
    “Fuck you,” Elena spat. She turned teary eyes toward Ricardo. “I'd do anything for you. But her? This bitch? She's not good enough for you.” Ricardo rolled off Sheridan and laughed. He waved Elena over. “Come here.
    Let's show her what she's missing.”
    Sheridan scrambled off the bed and tried to run out the door, but the guard stopped her. One of the large ones—who liked to growl when she passed by—the guard gripped her arm tight and held her close, sniffing her hair. She trembled.
    God, how much worse can this nightmare get?
    Ricardo pulled Elena to him and shoved her on her hands and knees on the bed, facing Sheridan. “Watch, Sheridan. This is how I fuck a whore. This is how she pleasures me, the way a woman is meant to pleasure a man.” To Sheridan's shock, Ricardo yanked down his trousers, exposing himself, and pushed Elena's dress up over her thighs. Then he shoved himself inside her, screwing her right in front of Sheridan and the guard who held her.
    Sheridan tugged at the guard's arm and glanced away, wanting to be anywhere but there. This isn’t real. It’s all just a bad, bad dream.
    “Make her watch,” Ricardo commanded and grunted as he pounded into Elena.
    The slaps of flesh against flesh and the slick, sucking sounds of their coupling made Sheridan ill.
    The guard gripped her chin and turned her face, forcing her to watch the carnal display. “Watch, Sheridan,” he said, the words rumbling from his chest.