Despairing Tides (Fate's Intent Book 12)

by Bowles, April

  It’s too bad they weren’t just going to kill me but that would only be a release. I was here for something much worse. A fate worse than death.

  “Knock. Knock.”

  I flinched and looked up. Blake was in front of the door of my lonely cell with a plate of food.

  “Please.” I begged. “Blake. I’m your sister. Your twin. Tell father to let me go.”

  I heard the sound of metal keys and he had unlocked the door, stepping inside with the plate. “I can’t. In fact—” He closed the door with him inside and I was worried. “I don’t want to let you go.”

  I tried backing up but there was already a wall behind me. “Blake. This is wrong. I’m your sister.”

  “You’re hardly my sister anymore. You left us a long time ago. Now, you’re just another woman.”

  He set the plate on a tipped over crate on the floor and was getting closer to me. I tried to keep him arm’s length away but he was too strong.

  “Please don’t.”

  “You know, I like it when a woman has a little fight in her.” He forced my hands up against the wall behind me and brought his lips into my neck.

  It wasn’t pleasurable by any means. His tongue burned on my skin and sent a pain unlike no other straight down to the tips of my toes. I still tried to hold him off. I lifted my leg but he caught it and stretched it out to the side so he could get his hand to slide up my skirt and touch me in a more vile manner.

  “No.” I finally got one of my hands free and pushed him away.

  It was only met with a severe strike to the face that was hard enough to turn me around and he came right up behind me, pressing his body fully against me to pin me to the wall. “You’re making me work for it, are you? Let’s see how you take this.”

  He grabbed the hair at the back of my head and threw me against the bunk in the cell that was just a few boards of wood being held off the floor by two heavy chains. My palms splintered the wood when I caught myself on the edge of it and he grabbed my hair again, bending me forward so I was looking through the little light that shone through here.

  I tried to move away but he kept his hold on me and began to pull up the back of my skirt.

  “Blake! Stop!”

  I felt his fingers slide inside me and move repeatedly while he moaned like he wanted me. “Just shut up and take it.”

  He removed his fingers and I felt the tip of him press against me, trying to find its way in.

  “Blake!”

  There was nothing I could do. Moving back would have just started it sooner and I couldn’t move another millimeter forward.

  “That’s right. Just keep screaming my name.”

  Tears started to form in my eyes when he stepped even closer and I felt him fully enter.

  He let out another moan and started to move in and out of me slowly. “Shit. You’re tight. Why haven’t we done this sooner?”

  I was crying fully now and couldn’t stop it. “Blake, please.”

  “Please more?” He drove into me harder and I cried out louder because it hurt. “There you go. Scream for me. Come on.”

  He was doing it harder and I did scream. I didn’t do it because he asked. I did it because I couldn’t hold it back. I’ve never had an experience like this. Seth would never have hurt me this way but Blake obviously didn’t care as long as he got enjoyment out of it and he never shied in showing it with his moans.

  I just wanted it to be over and tried drowning it all out. I still had that little shred of light in front of me and I looked out at the waves rolling by the ship. It was more relaxing as if I really did forget about everything that was happening to me.

  All I wanted was for Seth to come for me and then Blake would pay but my days as his hostage prostitute drug on. We were on the seas for days. I forgot how many and Blake had revisited me on several more occasions, finding new torturous ways to take every shred of hope I had for myself and burying them in places I could never get back.

  Nothing was different when we arrived in Canbell except the room was bigger which only meant more variety to make me fear ever being in a man’s presence again.

  Blake seemed to visit me more here but he never had me sleep in his bed. I was always chained up in my own nice little corner until he was ready for me again. I trembled every time the door opened but fighting it had become less and less. I would just hurt more if I fought.

  “Stand.”

  He was in front of me again and I slowly rose to do exactly as he asked.

  “You don’t seem to be enjoying our time together.”

  I was just looking in his eyes. They were almost like mine in the sense that they were light except were more of a dusty blue. I used to think they were beautiful but now I saw the darkness in them.

  “Come on. Give me a little resistance. Just like you used to.” He reached for my wrist and I held my arm tight so he couldn’t move it towards him that easily. “That a girl.”

  He unhooked the chain from the wall but held onto it and pulled it with him so I had to follow.

  “Now, I know father wants us to create a purebred child together but you are just so fine. I don’t think I can limit all of my fantasies to just screwing with your little cunt.”

  I stopped were I was with a little worry but he kept pulling on the chain.

  “It’s all right. Come on.”

  I was being pulled forward more so I had to walk to him towards the bed. “Blake—”

  He tugged more aggressively until I was close enough he could get his hands on me and he shoved me forward. “I said come on. I’m going to teach your little ass a lesson and believe me, it’s going to be a good one.”

  Tears were coming all ready. I dealt with it enough being raped where I was used to it but this was making my time here worse like that’s what he was trying to do.

  He pulled up my skirt and turned me around while bending me forward on the bed. “Bring your knees up.” I didn’t move and he slapped me. “Bring your knees up on this bed this fucking instant!”

  I was trembling again and did what he asked, keeping my face away from him. I felt his tongue lick my back end and I tensed.

  “It’s better if you relax.” I couldn’t and he moved his hand to me next, putting one of his fingers inside. It was a worse feeling but he seemed to enjoy it, letting out another one of those moans before anything even started. “This is going to be so good.”

  I was dreading it and couldn’t muffle my tears. “Blake. Please. Don’t.”

  “I know I shouldn’t but I just have to. I’ll be gentle.”

  Should that have made me grateful? He was finally going to be gentle with me? It didn’t make it any less right that my own brother, my twin, didn’t care that I was his sister by blood. All he wanted was my body and he got it whenever and however he wanted. This only proved it.

  His moans of pleasure through all of this was sickening. I’ve never heard anyone this excessively vocal but it only got worse. He pressed himself into me where I never once ever thought about being touched and he felt he needed to talk to me about it. “You’ve never had anyone in here before, have you?”

  I only sniffled to suck in my tears.

  “It’s okay. I’m happy to be the first. You are just so damn tight. I thought your cunt was amazing but this—” He moaned pleasurably while still trying to push all of him inside me. “Fuck! This won’t last long.”

  I kept my lips sealed. This hurt so much. It was a pressure I never wanted to feel again but he seemed to like it when I screamed even if it was in pain so I just tried to keep it all to myself. The feeling of him pulling out to push back in again burned unpleasantly that it was actually a worse feeling.

  “Blake?”

  I turned my head and looked towards the door through my tears but Blake wasn’t startled. He was quite casual about it while he kept it up. “Hey, father. I’m teaching her. You’ve got to see this.”

  My father actually closed the door and started walking over. I had to
look away and just pretend like I didn’t exist.

  “Damn, Blake!” I heard a smack and Blake finally pulled out of me. “That’s not going to get her pregnant!”

  “I know but it was amazing.”

  I felt colder hands touch my cheeks and spread them like my father was trying to get a look. It made me sick. “I see.”

  “Want to have a go, father? We can teach her together.”

  I heard my father laugh and I did not like this. Blake being like this was enough but my own father? I had to stop it and moved forward to get away. “Please, no.”

  My ankle was grabbed and I was forcefully pulled back. “Watch who you’re back-talking to, girl. It seems I do have to teach you something.”

  “Yes!” Blake seemed really excited, climbing up on the bed.

  “No.”

  I tried to move away but my father slapped me this time and I fell next to Blake.

  “Which end, father?”

  “You get her pregnant. I’ll do the rest.”

  I started crying more now and Blake laid back and pulled me over him. “Come on, sis. Have a seat.” I didn’t want to but he kept pulling me down on him and it was worse that I could see him. Usually, he made it so we didn’t have to look at each other but now I saw his expressions up close. “Fuck yeah. Ready when you are, father.”

  I heard him behind me and he grabbed at my clothes, taking them all off over my head so I was naked while Blake was thrusting under me then he pushed me forward. My breasts pressed to Blake’s chest and I could feel a finger slide inside the only entry I had available. I began crying and fully relaxed myself onto Blake so I wouldn’t even have to see him while my head rested down on the bed above his shoulder.

  Having them both inside me was something I would always remember. Men were all cruel and selfish. It didn’t matter who they hurt, where or when. I didn’t think I’d ever have another pleasant day in my life and after this, I learned that family kind of meant nothing because even they will hurt you.

  My father never touched me again and after a stern talking to, Blake was only allowed to continue on his goal of getting me pregnant, nothing else. I guess I should have been grateful, right? My father showed me mercy because of how I cried but I was still tortured here. I had bruises all over my face from Blake. He was angry with father’s decision and became more aggressive during our time together.

  I lost track of the seconds, minutes, hours and days. Time meant nothing. There was no hope anymore. I was alone and suffered alone.

  Chapter 52

  Dirk

  We finally made it to the top of the cliffs later that same day we left and looked down at the docks below.

  “Would you look at that?” My father said in awe. “What a ship.”

  I smiled, seeing it myself. “That’s our ride.”

  “You’re kidding?” Troy asked.

  “She may seem large but you’re looking at the fastest ship in the world.”

  “And it’s maker?” Zayden wondered.

  “The maker shall be your captain.” Lana smiled as she walked passed him and started down the zigzag road first.

  We followed behind her and reached the bottom, ready to start this trip just as soon as Seth showed up.

  “Welcome, your majesty, my lords. You’re right on time.” Jinx said to greet us.

  “Thank you for meeting us, Jinx.” Zayden replied. “We’re truly grateful to you for doing this.”

  “Only be grateful when we bring her home, your majesty. Come, let’s get you settled and bring the horses.”

  He turned and started walking up the gangplank as Zayden looked over at me. “On board stables.”

  Zayden nodded to the liking of it and we followed. Lana and Naomi stayed down on the docks but got off their horses.

  “Well? You coming?” Jinx asked.

  “We leave when Seth gets here.” I said. “But they’re not joining us this time.”

  “Not coming? Why not?” He looked down at the girls and saw the looks on their faces. “Oh, I see. They won’t let you.”

  “We don’t know what will happen once we get there.” Bryce said. “And we don’t want to risk having them there.”

  “Being cautious. I understand. Excuse me for a minute.”

  He turned away from us and started walking off the ship and our fathers were curious about why. They looked at each other and walked to the railing. Jinx was sitting at the end of the gangplank with Lana and Naomi at his sides while they had their arms around him and leaning up against him.

  “What’s his story?” Zayden asked.

  “He grew up with Naomi and Cadence out of Kalu where they went to school together and met Lana when they knew she’d be an Assassin.” Bryce answered. “He was in the war awhile back and they met up with him again when we went to Hintus the first time.”

  “Huh. They seem close.” Troy pointed out.

  “They’ve always been.” I replied.

  “And that doesn’t worry you?” My father wondered.

  Bryce and I looked at each other and laughed, sorry that we had to explain this.

  “No.” I replied.

  “And why not?” Zayden asked.

  “He doesn’t go that way.” Our fathers just looked at me to explain more. “You know, with women.”

  They just kept looking at me.

  “He likes men, all right? Does that make more sense?” Bryce said, breaking the silence.

  “Oh.” They replied.

  I laughed. “Don’t worry about it. At least you found out now. We didn’t know until a few days into our journey and you can probably guess some bad things happened.”

  Zayden smiled and we looked back down to see them getting up.

  They hugged each other and Jinx walked back up to the ship. “They’ll be dually missed but they understand your reasoning.”

  “As they should.” Bryce replied.

  “Of course.” Jinx smiled. “So, while we’re waiting for Seth to arrive, my lords, let me show you to your quarters. You have the honor of staying in the captain’s quarters.” Jinx opened the door and showed them inside.

  “And where would our great captain spend his nights at sea if we dwell in his bed chambers?”

  “Don’t worry about me, your majesty. I will stay elsewhere to ensure you’re comfortable. My office has stored me many nights.”

  I saw Seth appear on the docks but something looked wrong. “Zayden, Seth arrived but I think he came alone.”

  Zayden came back out to see for himself. “Where is she? We can’t do this without her.”

  “We have a problem.” Seth said. “Wyatt planned ahead before coming here. He sent some Hintin soldiers into Kalu to take her and bring her back to him. He’s keeping her secluded from everyone like he will with Cadence.”

  “Now what?” Bryce asked.

  “We go through with the plan.” Seth said as he boarded the ship. “We go into Hintus and get her back.”

  “And how do you plan we go about doing that?” Darius asked. “We don’t even know where he’d keep her.”

  “That’s why I brought—” Seth turned to point but there was no one there. “Excuse me for a moment.” He started walking off the ship and everyone looked down to see someone leaned down over the dock. “Get up.” It was Rory and Seth pulled him to his feet. “We have to go.”

  “He must have opened his eyes.” I smiled.

  Everyone laughed to themselves as they walked closer with Rory dragging his feet. “That was the worst experience of my life. Horrible way to travel.”

  “We’re sorry to of pulled you away so soon but we’re in need of your extensive knowledge of the palace.” Zayden said.

  “I’ve been told and we’ll get them both back.”

  “If, of course, you survive the trip.” Jinx added.

  Rory looked over at him and smiled. “I thought you’d think as much and let me assure you, I will.”

  “We’ll see.” Jinx smiled as he turned away.
“Settle in. We leave at once.”

  Rory stepped toward Jinx with an angry breath as he walked away and clenched his fist at his side, drawing his sword.

  “No.” Seth said as he grabbed his other arm. “Let it go and try to stay away from him. Go put your stuff away.” Rory sighed as he converted his sword to his hand and his eyes faded. He grabbed his bag and walked off.

  “They have an unusual relationship.” Zayden said.

  “Part of Rory’s past mistakes.” I answered. “They’ve clashed a few times.”

  “Come on.” Seth said. “We better get this stuff down there. You can meet us in the galley, father, just there. We’ll be along shortly.”

  “Very well. Take your time. We have a few days before we get there. There’s plenty of time to discuss what has to be done.”

  Seth nodded as he took his stuff and turned with me and Bryce. We got settled in the room we stayed in before and went back to the upper deck just as Jinx was getting the crew ready to set sail from the helm. “Hoist the anchors and be ready to drop sails!” The crew scurried around and did what they were told.

  We headed towards the galley and sat down at the table with our fathers.

  “We’ve got three days to get the plan exactly right. Rory, you think you could educate us by then?” Seth asked.

  “Of course. It shouldn’t be that hard so long as you’re ready to take in everything I tell you.”

  “We have no choice. We won’t be leaving that island without her.” Seth looked out the window and noticed we were ready to take off. “Okay, we’re going.” He held onto the side of the table and Bryce and I did the same, so did our fathers after us.

  “What are you doing?” Rory asked. The sails were released and the ship jerked forward. He fell to the side at that moment and everyone turned their heads to see him on the floor. “Well, you could have said, hang on to something.”

  Jinx walked in and saw him getting up. “Is everybody okay? Still alive?”

  “Yes, thank you.” Zayden answered.

  “You did that on purpose.” Rory said as he glared over at him.