Chapter 26
Jenna
He was going to take the third Zandra pill. I could see it in his eyes. I had no question over whether he loved me or not. I knew without a doubt that he did. Whatever happened with Ashley was in the past. Some cruel, fucked up design of fate had us twisted together, and I had to decide. Dig deep into the truth and figure out what was going on, or let it go and be loved deeply, unconditionally by the type of man who would leave me breathless and bent over by him until the day we died. I chose the latter.
"Nate. Get the fuck over here." I ignored the tears streaming down my face and continued to yank at the bindings I had on my wrists. I'd come out of the bathroom to get him help, and someone smacked me on the back of the head, knocking me out temporarily.
To wake up with him being dragged to the living room by Denise, or Ashley as he called her, and not have my hands or feet free was devastating.
He wasn't coherent anymore as he pumped his hips, fucking himself far too hard and fast. His cock was going to be raw if he survived what we'd gotten ourselves into.
"This is my fault. I threatened her with Darek’s death." I glanced up as another wave of tears burned my eyes.
“And you should have. I-”
The door to the apartment burst open and Erik walked in, gun raised. "What the fuck?"
"Help me. Get me out of these bindings."
His eyes widened as he watched Nate, but walked over to me. "What the hell is Nathaniel doing?"
"Jacking off. He's got too much Zandra in him. Get me free. Hurry." I bounced, pounding the floor.
Nate cried out again and rolled onto his back, his t-shirt and jeans soaked with come.
"We gotta get him to a hospital, Jenna."
"I know. Call them and I'll take care of him."
"What? No. Look at him. He's outta his goddamn mind. He could hurt you."
"He won't." I glanced up at Erik. "I promise that he won't. Get me free. Please."
"If he starts to, I'll put a fucking bullet in his head. I don't deal well with women being abused."
"Deal. Help me get him into the bedroom. He's scraping up his face and probably his knees on the hardwood floor. Please."
He released me and I scrambled across the floor toward Nate and reached for him. A scream ripped from my throat as he grabbed me and tucked me beneath him, thrusting hard against my stomach.
"Forgive me, baby," he groaned against the side of my neck before someone yanked him backward.
"Sick fucker." Erik dragged him by his shirt back down to the bedroom, and I scrambled to my feet, running after them. I had on a little white bra and panties for some sick reason, but I didn't care if I was butt-ass naked. Nothing was going to happen to Nate.
"He's got another pill, Erik." I moved into the bedroom behind them as Erik picked him up and tossed him onto the bed. I was slightly frightened by the other guy's strength.
"Where's the pill, dude?" Erik barked at Nate, who wasn't responding at all. He rolled from side to side, groaning as he continued to jerk himself off.
I got up on the bed and glanced back at Erik. “Find me something to tie him up. Please. Something soft."
"How do I get myself into shit like this?" He moved to the closet as Nate opened his eyes and growled low in his chest.
"Mine," he barked and gripped the front of my bra, tearing at it as I moved closer to him. Where I should have been scared that he would hurt me, I couldn't be. He needed me too fucking bad and all of this was my fault.
What in the world was I thinking taunting and threatening a woman like Denise? A black widow? I was a simple good girl who wanted more adventure in life and a strong man to hold me at night. Nothing more.
Erik walked back as Nate moved down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. "That would be hot if I wasn't so goddamn disturbed. I've known this asshole my whole life and never once have I seen him lose control." He glanced up at me as I petted Nate's head. "Not once."
"Grab his left hand and tie it to the bedpost. I'll keep the other hand busy." I ignored how incredibly uncomfortable the situation was. Erik would never see me the same again, and I wasn't sure I wanted to ever see him again in general.
