Within Sight (New Adult Biker Gang Romance) (Night Horses MC Book 5) Read Online Free PDF Page A

B. would do anything about it if I told him that his golden boys vandalized the locker room anyways.
     
    Unfortunately, I wasn't going to be that lucky.
     
    Chad punched William in the arm and said “Hey, she’s here.”
     
    Shit.
     
    They were here for me.
     
    Whatever they wanted, it couldn't be good.
     
    “So, Megan,” Chad said. “I hear you'll give it up for anyone.”
     
    I looked away and lifted my backpack higher on my shoulder.
     
    I wondered whether I should say anything to them or just try to leave. Surely they wouldn't try to stop me from leaving the locker room.
     
    When I took a step closer to the door, Chad took a step closer to me and William headed back to the door, shutting it and pulling the large hamper for school gym towels in front of it. It wasn't heavy, but I knew it would slow me down.
     
    This just got worse and worse.
     
    They were looking for me, they knew I'd be alone, and they didn't want me to leave the room.
     
    I started to feel closed in.
     
    This couldn't be happening again. I couldn't be trapped in a room with horrible guys who wanted to hurt me again. Not here. Not at school. Not where I should be safe.
     
    Fear and resignation settled on me like a blanket.
     
    There was nothing I could do.
     
    If I yelled, no one would hear me. Students poured out of the building as soon as they could, and the girl’s locker room wasn’t near enough the guy’s that anyone would be nearby. There were no girl’s extracurriculars today. No reason for anyone but me to be anywhere near here.
     
    There was nothing that I could do to protect myself.
     
    I had to try, though.
     
    Didn’t I?
     
    Somehow I wasn’t sure. They seemed to take my lack of movement as a good sign, prowling forward towards me.
     
    “Yeah, you’re a little slut,” Chad said. “You’ll suck our cocks right here, won’t you? Nate said that on prom night, you were practically gagging for it. Begged him to fuck you.”
     
    William didn’t say anything, but his quiet assurance, his determined gaze, were even scarier.
     
    Some small, angry part of me, some kernel of defiance shrieked at me to run, to fight, to scream, to do anything but stand there like a lump.
     
    When they were almost in arm’s reach, when Chad reached his hand out to me, I broke and ran.
     
    I tried to dart between them and get to the door, but the space was too narrow.
     
    There was no way.
     
    Chad loped a few easy steps away, putting himself between me and the door.
     
    William grabbed me around the waist from behind and held me against him.
     
    I struggled and squirmed like an angry cat, dropping my bookbag and trying to pull away, but William was really fucking strong, the asshole.
     
    He locked his hands together in front of me, holding my ass against his crotch.
     
    I could feel his hard dick.
     
    Sick fuck enjoyed this, enjoyed me cussing at him and trying to get away.
     
    “Go ahead,” he said quietly. “Wear yourself out. Take all the time you need. This is happening.”
     
    “No,” I spat. “No way. Fuck you. Fuck you both. I hate you. I’m not a slut and I’m not going to suck your tiny dicks.”
     
    “Yeah?” Chad asked. “That’s not what we’ve heard.”
     
    “Don’t believe everything you hear,” I said. “It’s really fucking stupid.”
     
    I took a deep breath, ready to scream, to yell desperately and hope that someone could hear me… but William was too fast. He jerked his hands up and rammed them into my stomach, knocking the breath out of me, leaving me winded and gasping.
     
    Chad was in front of me then, grabbing my arms, holding them together behind my back.
     
    Merle . I thought. Merle, Merle, Merle.
     
    I repeated it like a prayer, like my only hope of salvation.
     
    He had to save me.
     
    ...Why? I thought.
     
    Why did he have to save me? Why did I have to rely on him? On my parents? On the teachers? On anyone?
     
    Why couldn't I ever just fucking save myself?
     
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