Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“Fuck. You.”
Night Giant twists my nipple until I cry out. “Oh, you will, little star. You’ll fuck me with that sweet mouth of yours many, many times.”
Dragon continues his chanting. I strain to hear what he’s saying but still can’t make it out.
“Caught obeys me so well. If I wanted him to beat you to death right now, all it would take was my command.” Night Giant chuckles. “You’d be dead within a minute.”
I don’t believe that.
This isn’t like the last time. Dragon and I share much more than a bed. We have a connection. We’re bound together in ways I’ve never been with anyone in my entire life. I’m his and as much as I like when he hurts me when we have sex, he wouldn’t actually hurt me, much less kill me.
I have to believe this.
Dragon continues his mindless chanting. It comes out shakily and filled with terror. I’m beginning to realize he’ll be useless unless I can deal with Night Giant first to snap him out of it.
Think, Cove.
Night Giant slides his hand down into my boxers, fondling my soft dick. I yelp in surprise before thrashing with all my might. He’s relentless as he attempts to stroke my cock to life.
Dragon’s chanting grows louder. Through my own strangled sounds of disgust, I try and make out what he’s saying. Finally, I understand.
“Batman. Batman. Batman. Batman.”
Over and over and over again.
Tears burn in my eyes. His safeword. He’s using his safeword, but I can’t stop this control Night Giant has over him. I can’t save him.
I have to try.
With a ragged screech, I twist in Night Giant’s strong grip now that his hand is occupied in my boxers and my teeth find his pectoral muscle. I bite into him savagely, uncaring if I rip his fucking nipple off in the process. I don’t manage to do that, but his howl of pain is enough to make him release me.
Dragon’s knife.
It’s so close.
I scramble for it, on my hands and knees, crawling over Dragon’s bent form along the way. The boat moves hard to the right just before I reach it and it skitters across the deck out of range. Before I can make it to it, a boot smacks into my ribs, knocking me onto my side. Pain radiates across my midsection as I gasp for air. Another kick has me sailing into some barrels. My shoulder screams in pain from the impact.
Night Giant’s massive hand grabs the back of my neck and he manhandles me over the barrel. It’s not until he rips my boxers down with such force the fabric tears that I realize what’s about to happen.
Oh God, no.
“Dragon!” I scream, fighting against this beast of a man. “Help me!”
But he doesn’t. I’m all alone in this.
The sound of Night Giant’s belt jangling as he undoes his pants cuts through my every nerve ending. Realization washes over me like a cold wave. I’m not getting away. This man is going to brutally fuck me and there’s nothing I can do about it—no one to beg to help me.
Like Dragon, I find myself murmuring my own safeword as if it actually has the power to save me.
“Robin. Robin. Robin.”
Night Giant’s thick cock smacks against my ass cheek. He’s too big and we don’t have lube. This is going to hurt so fucking bad.
I scream out the safeword again, followed by Dragon’s name.
And then I give up.
Dragon
I want to go home.
I want to go home.
I want my mom.
My eyes are clamped shut as I listen for his instructions but try to seek an image of my mother’s face. It’s clearer in my mind than usual and I cling to it. But her image fades and I’m met with warm memories of him.
My boyfriend.
Cove the bitch boy Gale.
So beautiful and crabby.
Everything feels confusing. I want to stay locked in the dark dredges of my mind, kissing his pouty lips and teasing my finger along the grooves of his abs down to where his dick jerks with need, pre-cum leaking from the tip. I want to suck down every salty drop—to eat him alive and have his essence live inside me.
Robin.
The word, a strangled plea, cuts through the safety bubble I’d created in my mind. It’s a blade of clarity, slicing through the bindings that keep me in place.
Robin.
I hear it again and it calls to me. Begs and pleads. Encourages me. A flicker of hatred ignites in my lower belly and quickly consumes me in its inferno. The fires burn away the fear and chase away the boy, giving birth to the dragon.
My eyes fly open as I track the sound. Not just any sound, but the repeated safeword Cove is using. When my eyes land on the way Night Giant is struggling to force his way into my fucking boyfriend, I see red.