by Angel Steel
Breathing out a sigh of relief, she was glad it was Lucas and not one of his friends that were staying the night. Something about those friends of his gave her the chills. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. She reached up to touch him and he pinned her arms above her head again, hard. “We’re going to have some fun, baby.” Nodding, she relaxed her body.
Leaning over the edge of the bed, Lucas lifted and tied something around her hands and to the headboard. “Lucas,” she whispered.
Sitting back on his knees, he told her, “It’s all right.” Removing her shorts in one pull, he bent over and started kissing her from her ankle up her leg to her thigh. Skylar whimpered when he missed her clit and progressed down her other leg. Breathing heavily, she tried pulling at her hands but nothing worked.
Lucas stood suddenly, removed his shirt, and stumbled in the process.
Skylar tried releasing her hands to help him, “Lucas.” She could only just make him out.
“I’m fine,” he growled. Holding onto the bedpost, he pulled off his pants, leaving him only in his boxers.
“Can you turn a light on, please?” she asked. She heard the door being opened, enough that she could see enough of the room. Lucas moved to the end of the bed, stroking himself through his boxers. She loved watching him do that in front of her. “Untie my hands, so I can touch you,” she whispered, licking her lips. Lucas shook his head, kneeling down; he pulled her further down the bed. Her arms were pulled tight, making her wince in pain. He pulled aside her panties, running his finger through her folds, spreading her juices. She couldn’t help but lift her hips so he could penetrate her.
“You like that?”
She couldn’t answer, it felt so good. Spreading her folds, he flicked his tongue over her slit. She gasped as he pushed two fingers inside of her, pumping in and out slowly, twisting his wrist, making her cry out. When more light flooded the room, she looked over towards the door, and saw two silhouettes standing there, but she couldn’t make out who they were. She started pulling at her hands to free herself, “Lucas.” The bodies moved into the room, one to each side of her.
Lucas stood, and closed the door.
“What’s going on?” Looking at all three of them, the lamp flickered on, and she saw who the bodies were. Why were Bret and Chris in their room? Looking over at Lucas, she watched as he moved towards their walk-in, pulled out a small bag, and sat down beside her feet. Both Chris and Bret sat beside her.
Rubbing her leg, Lucas replied, “You said you would try something for me.” Looking at Chris and Bret again, she started shaking her head. Lucas stood all of a sudden, moving to her side, and gripped her face in his hands. “You will do as I say, Skylar,” he growled at her. She pulled hard against the headboard; she didn’t want whatever he had planned. Chris ripped her shirt off and leant down, nibbling on her hard nipple. “No, no,” she yelled, thrashing on the bed. Bret held her legs down, stopping her from kicking out.
Out of nowhere, Lucas backhanded her, hard. She stared at him. “I’m going to watch Bret and Chris fuck you.” Shaking her head, he continued, “Yes darling. I want them to take you.” Both Chris and Bret stood and removed their clothes. She watched as Chris moved between her legs. Bret stayed at one side and Lucas on the other.
“Please Lucas. Don’t do this.”
“If you don’t allow this to happen, they will force you to do it.” What is wrong with him? She pulled so hard on her hands that one of them got free. Kicking out, she connected with Chris’s chin. Both Bret and Lucas looked at her stunned. Untying her other hand, she jumped off the bed and ran for the door. She wasn’t going to stick around and let them do that to her. Before she had the door open, someone slammed into her from behind, smashing her head into the door. She fell sideways, dizzy from the knock. Her head was ripped back by her hair, crying out; she punched, kicked with all she had. But nothing she did helped. She was spun around to face whoever held her. Someone punched her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her, another punch landed to her face. Dropping to the floor, she curled up into a ball, protecting herself. It didn’t work, all three started on her, kicking her in the ribs, legs, arms and face. She kept screaming at them to stop, but none of them listened and just kept doing it.
Eventually she couldn’t move, tasting blood in her mouth, and her whole body was in pain. Skylar was ripped from the floor and thrown on to the bed; she cried out as the pain shot through her. Her hands were tied again as well as her legs this time. She couldn’t move, even if she wanted to. “I love how pretty these marks look on you,” Lucas continued, “But the thing I will love most is watching these two fuck you, baby.”
Before she even had a chance to answer Lucas, Chris moved between her legs and pulled them further apart. She couldn’t even think anymore, she wanted to die, rather than watch them do this to her. Before he even had a chance to penetrate her, the door flew open. That was the last thing she remembered as she blacked out.
* * *
Nate’s head was pounding. He tried to sit up, realizing he couldn’t move his arms; he frowned and he opened his eyes. First thing he saw was Tracey sliding up and down on him, playing with her nipples. Trying not to moan at the feeling, he growled, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Doing what I came here for, Nate.” Tracy tightened around his cock, moaning. She leaned back and moved her hips back and forth.
He really had to get her off of him and go see Skylar. “Get the fuck off me, now.”
Smiling down at him, she leaned over and sucked on one of his nipples, rubbing her clit on his lower stomach. He felt dizzy, what the hell did she do to him. “Untie my hands now, Tracey,” he growled.
“Why, you don’t have anywhere to be, let me make you come, Nate. I love feeling you come inside me.” Moving her hips faster on his cock, he couldn’t help the moan that slipped out.
“I told Skylar I would see her tonight.” His eyes rolled into the back of his head, when her pussy gripped his cock.
“I don’t think she would want to see you now.” Lifting her hips off him until just the head of his cock was still inside her, she slid back down on him.
Nate started pulling on the ropes. “Why wouldn’t she?” He frowned up at her.
“She walked in on us about twenty minutes ago. I said you were only using her to get back at me and not to get her hopes up about you; she left crying.” She smiled down at him. “I’m not sharing you with anyone,” she said.
“I’m not yours. Untie my hands and get the hell off me, now?” he roared.
Shaking her head at him, she kept moving. Nate had enough of this. With a roar, he ripped his hands free from where they were tied and pushed her off in the process. He didn’t care that he pushed her off of him; he needed to get to Skylar. Once standing, he stormed over to where Tracey was on the ground, exactly where she had landed, and lifted her up, “What the hell have you done?” he growled.
“She doesn’t deserve you, Nate. She’s wasted goods. No one will ever want her.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? You have no bloody right telling anyone that I’m yours. Get the fuck out of my house now, or I’ll throw you out!” he growled.
Tracey backed away from him slowly and grabbed her things.
“I don’t ever want to see you again, in this house, or near Skylar. Do I make myself clear?” he yelled.
Getting dressed quickly, she ran out of his room and out the front door to her car.
How was he going to explain this one to Skylar? He knew Tracey drugged him, but she was never going to believe that. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a shirt, he locked his door and made his way over to Skylar’s. Running up the stairs, he opened the door slowly. “Skylar?”
When no one answered back, he walked in closing the door behind him. Dom was standing in the kitchen. “Is Skylar here?” he asked.
Dom turned around, and he was pissed. “Of course she is, where the fuck else would she be, Nate?” he growled.
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bsp; “What is wrong with you?” Nate asked.
“You’re asking me what’s wrong? Maybe you should ask how Skylar is. Especially after she walked in on you as you were getting fucked by Tracey. Why the hell, man, would you let that happen again?” Dom growled back at him.
Nate sat at the table, losing the colour in his face. He didn’t believe it when Tracey told him, but now that Dom had…fuck, this was bullshit. “Dom, after you left I found Tracey lying on my bed, naked. I told her to leave, but that never happened. I said I had plans and that I didn’t want to see her again as I’m seeing Skylar. Once I said that she told me that she was hoping that I wasn’t going to say that, and someone grabbed me from behind and placed something over my mouth; and then I blacked out.”
Breathing out slowly he went on. “When I woke, she was riding me. I had no clue what had happened. She told me Skylar came over and caught us. She told Skylar that she wasn’t my type and that I was only using her to get back at Tracey. I told her that I never want to see her near my house or Skylar again and she left.”
Dom sat down in the opposite chair, “So you’re saying someone other than Tracey drugged you, why?” Dom frowned. This was fucked up.
“I have no idea, my guess it was a male; he was strong enough to hold me and knock me out with something.”
“You’re going to have to change the locks at your place on everything. If she has a key, she could have made copies of it,” Dom said. Standing up, he went to the fridge, pulled out two beers and handed one to Nate, cracking the top. “This is some seriously fucked up shit, Nate. Skylar is really upset over this and Craig’s on his way over with Chantal. There is no way she’d want to talk to you about this now. We’ll both have to sit down and see what Craig thinks, he might have some ideas.”
“I want to see her, Dom. I know what she saw upset her, but I have to try.”
“Let me go in first and stay at the door, okay.”
Before he even had a chance to get up and follow, Skylar screamed so loud that it shook the walls. Nate and Dom looked at each other, and then took off running towards her room. Slamming the door open, Dom barged in, looking around for what would have made her scream. Skylar was sitting against the bedhead, shaking and pale. Dom moved towards her slowly.
“Skylar, we heard you scream, is everything all right?” he asked. She was staring at the wall, rocking her body, back and forth. Dom sat down beside her. He looked over his shoulder to Nate, and lifted his shoulders at him. Dom stroked her arm to get her attention. Skylar screamed when he touched her, and moved away from him.
Nate walked into the room towards the bed. “Skylar, you’re safe. Nothing can hurt you, darling.” Skylar looked up at Dom.
“Sorry,” she answered with a shaky voice.
“You have nothing to be sorry about, Sky.” Dom said as she sat up slightly, pulling the sheet with her.
She thought she was going through it all again. She was over having these nightmares about it.
“Are you all right?” Dom asked.
“I’m fine, Dom. It was just a nightmare,” she whispered.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
She was about to answer yes, when she followed Dom’s gaze towards the end of the bed. Nate was standing there. Shaking her head at him she crawled up to the top of her bed, to get as far away from him as possible. She started crying at the sight of him in her room. “I told you I didn’t want to see him, Dom,” Skylar sobbed.
“I know you did, Sky. But he has something to tell you.”
“I don’t want to hear anything he has to say.” She ripped off the sheet and slid to the other side of the bed. Standing up, she made a run for it towards her bathroom, but Nate caught her.
“Baby, can you listen to what I have to say, please?” He wrapped his arms around her.
“No, Nate. This is the second time you have done this to me; I can’t take much more than that.” She tried to loosen his grip, but it didn’t work. Nate spun her around so she was facing him. God, he was gorgeous.
“Baby, please.” He lifted his hand and rubbed his thumb over her cheek.
“No, I’m over getting hurt by jerks, Nate. I don’t want to hear it.” She tried to back away from him, but he only pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms tighter around her.
Crying harder, she pushed against his chest, “Please let me go, Nate. I’m sick of people hurting me.”
Nate looked down at her. He lifted her chin up so she would look at him. “I’m not going to hurt you, baby,” he said softly.
“You already did, Nate. You obviously don’t care about me that much if you need to sleep with someone else while you’re sleeping with me,” Skylar sobbed.
“Of course I care about you, Skylar. Jesus, will you just let me explain what happened?”
“There’s nothing to explain, Nate. I get it, I really do, just please let me go.” Skylar tried pulling herself away from him, but he kept his grip on her.
“No, you don’t get it. I need to explain to you what happened.”
Skylar ripped her arms out of his grip. God, she was over this, she knew what she saw, and she didn’t need him to explain his way out of it either. “I don’t want to hear it. At all.” Turning around, she walked to her bathroom and tried to close the door, but Nate pushed his foot in so it wouldn’t close all the way.
“Please, baby. Someone drugged me,” he said softly.
Throwing her hand up to stop him from talking. “You know what, Nate?”
“What?”
“I was coming over to surprise you, and tell you I was falling hard for you, but I’m not anymore. After what I saw, I can’t be with someone who cheats on me,” Skylar whispered to him. Nate frowned down at her. “Nothing you say or do is going to change what you did, Nate.”
Nate pulled his foot away from the door, so she could close it. He didn’t want it to end like this. He cared about her too much. Nate reached for the door handle to open it and tell her how he felt, but Dom stopped him.
“Let her be, Nate. I think she’s had enough for tonight.”
Shaking his head, he walked out and sat on the couch. He couldn’t believe that she was falling for him and she was coming over to tell him. God, he was stupid. He should have come over here straight away after work.
Eventually Dom walked out with two more beers and sat beside him, handing him one. “Give her some time. When Craig and Chantal arrive they can talk to her and let her know what really happened.” Dom really felt for Nate; he had gone through some shit with his last ex, but he knew Nate had really strong feelings for Skylar, everyone could see it between them.
* * *
Craig and Chantal arrived ten minutes later. They walked into the lounge and Craig sat down opposite Dom and Nate and looked between them. “Is she all right?” he asked.
Chantal stood behind Dom, frowning at what was going on. “She was until Nate came over to talk to her,” Dom answered him.
Craig jumped out of his seat and stomped over to Nate, “What the fuck have you done to her now?” Craig growled at him.
“Nate didn’t do anything on purpose. I think Chantal needs to go in and see her; we need to talk to you, alone.” Dom looked up at Chantal. She left the room so they could talk.
“What the hell is going on, Dom?” Craig sat back down, frowning at both of them. “Talk.”
“As you know, Nate was coming over to meet Skylar tonight after work. When he went into his house to get ready he found Tracey on his bed naked.”
“Why was she there, Nate?”
Nate just shrugged his shoulders at him.
“Okay, keep going,” he told Dom.
“Nate said that he had plans tonight and told her to leave basically, but she never did, all she said was, ‘I hoped you weren’t going to say that.’ Someone came up behind him and placed something over his mouth; he tried to pull away but that didn’t work as the person was strong, and Nate passed out.”
Breathing out he con
tinued, “That’s when Skylar went over to surprise him, and found Tracey in his bed. She had managed to tie his hands up so he couldn’t move. Tracey said some things to her that Nate was only using her to get back at Tracey and that Skylar could never meet his needs. That’s when I found her in the shower.”
Craig got out of his seat and walked to the window. “So what do you think, Craig?” Dom asked.
“It sounds like someone has it bad for Nate.” Glancing over at him, he asked, “Have you ever pissed anyone off so bad that they would come after you?”
“Of course I’ve pissed people off, but not that bad that they would do anything.”
“Has anyone ever done this with any of the other girls you’ve been with?”
“No, why?” Nate said.
Craig frowned, “How well do you know Tracey?”
“I’ve known her for years. Do you think she knows someone trying to get back at me?”
“Maybe,” Craig said. He was hoping this wasn’t the work of Lucas; that guy could play dirty and Skylar didn’t need it right now. “The black Ford you told me about has something to do with this, but I’m not sure what.”
