by Rose Wynters
Shayne ignored her hand. It didn't slow Suzi down. “I doubt we're going to be strangers for long, though,” she continued, her eyes devouring his body. She reminded him of a snake stretching its jaws wide to engulf its prey. Shayne had never felt more disgusted in his life.
With one hand on Anna’s elbow, he slid her off the stool, to place her wrap around her. He then pulled her into his arms, wanting to offer her the reassurance of his embrace. She felt cold to the touch. Her body trembled slightly against him, but she didn’t look at his face.
He sneered at Suzi, putting considerable disgust in his expression as his eyes traveled down her body. “If you believe that, then you're in for a serious disappointment,” he coldly informed her. “Why would any man in his right mind trade a beautiful young woman like Anna for an old, used up slut like you? I mean, really. Are you the grandma of one of her old high school friends or what?”
Shayne was determined to drive his point home. The bitch in front of them needed to learn she wasn’t anything special. He was furious at what she'd done to Anna, both past and present.
Keeping his cold gaze locked on Suzi, he asked, “Boys, are either of you interested?” His voice was cold as ice.
They replied in a chorus of, “Hell, no!” and, “Wouldn’t touch her with your dick, man!” Shayne mentally rolled his eyes. Hundreds of years old, and they still hadn't managed to hit any type of maturity.
Suzi sauntered to him. Arrogance gleamed from her eyes, and Shayne realized she truly believed any man would prefer her over Anna. “How about I give you my number?” She sneered when she glanced at Anna. “I have no doubt you’ll want to use it later.” She leaned forward, allowing him a view of her breasts. “By the way, I don’t mind sloppy seconds.”
“Are you that slow?” Shayne asked, in disbelief. “There is nothing about you I’d want. You’re disgusting, inside and out. Because of jealousy, you’ve wasted years attempting to cut down and break the woman in front of you. Why? Because you realized a long time ago she has something you’ll never have: class, heart, and timeless beauty.” Suzi flinched at his words.
He looked at Anna with pride before telling Suzi, “Get a nice long look at real beauty as we walk toward that door. Because lady, I can guarantee you will never see that when you look in the mirror.”
Suzi stood silently and glared at them, without any response.
Someone started to clap. Within seconds, everyone within hearing range was applauding his speech. Somebody hollered out, “Amen, brother.” Another person said, “Put her in her place.” Within moments, the applause was deafening.
Anna slowly pulled out of his arms and looked at the small crowd in disbelief. The woman sitting at the machine next to her jumped up and pulled her into a bear hug.
Looking at Shayne past Anna's shoulder, the woman frowned and said, “If you wouldn’t have said something, I was going to. I couldn’t have taken another moment of listening to the things that broad was saying. No human being deserves to be talked to like that. I don't care what size they are.”
Releasing Anna, she smiled at her and continued, “There isn’t one thing wrong with you, honey, and don’t you ever let anyone convince you otherwise. I’m sure this big, strapping fellow next to you won’t mind proving how attractive he finds you!” With a wink and a laugh, she returned to the slot machine and continued playing.
ANNA COULDN’T BELIEVE the support she was receiving. She'd always assumed people viewed her the same way Suzi did. She felt as if a huge load had been lifted off of her shoulders. Finally, she could release the humiliation she had carried for years, because of her size. No longer would she feel like a monster, simply because she was a plus-sized woman.
Anna took Shayne’s hand and smiled at him.
Suzi turned and huffed off. There was a lot left unanswered about how much involvement Suzi had had in Jesse's plans. However, Anna no longer cared.
Shayne pulled her close as they started towards the exit, with Luke and Nate following closely behind.
Chapter 10
SHAYNE OPENED THE DOOR to the limo, and Anna slid in. After getting in himself, he pulled her onto his lap. “Where to now?” he asked, jovially. The night was all about her.
Anna slowly met his eyes before coyly arching her brow.
Shayne quickly said, “Driver, back to the house.” Pushing a button, he raised the partition between them. His woman had a need that only he could fill. He was instantly hard, willing to play stud for her as long as she needed it.
No words were needed. His mouth took control of hers, quickly dominating it. He was primal with the need to possess. Anna's body trembled with desire against his, wanting and needing him in the most basic way possible. Tonight he was going to claim what was his.
He switched places with her, pushing her into the seat and spreading her legs wide. He slid down on his knees in front of her before pulling her hips to the edge of the seat. Shoving her dress up, he let out a hiss. She was wearing the sheer, black thong he had picked out for her earlier. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned. “So fucking sexy.”
As hot as the thong was, her bare flesh was even hotter. Shayne ripped it off but left her silky black stockings alone. His thick finger slid into her, as he began to pleasure her. She was already wet and slick with need.
“Shayne,” she moaned, meeting his eyes. “Take me. I can't wait. Not anymore.”
He drew back, in surprise and delight. Although he wasn't complaining, he had expected Anna to want her first time in a bed. She reached down and spread her lips open, revealing her tight sheath.
“I want you here,” she said, huskily. “I want to feel you deep inside of me.”
She rubbed what she wanted through his pants, as her juices flooded the finger he still had inside of her.
Shayne almost came in his pants. “Oh, I think that can be arranged,” he replied, as he quickly released his dick. His hardness jutted away from his body, wanting to sheathe itself inside of her heat. He aligned himself to her, as a trickle of sweat ran down his forehead.
Anna moved her hips, attempting to catch and reel him in. Sitting as she was, she was completely open to him. Savage lust tore through him at the thought of watching her accommodate his large size. He knew the first time could be painful, and he wanted her as excited as possible. With his hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, he guided himself to her entrance. Pressing forward, he flexed his hips just enough to pump at the entrance to her body.
Her hands moved to his shoulders, her nails digging in. She gasped at the contact. “More,” she demanded.
Shayne stopped. “Look at me,” he ordered Anna. When she did, he continued, “If I take you, this is a done deal,” he said, in a low voice. He flexed his hips a little bit more, sweetening the deal. “You're mine. Not just for tonight but for good.”
“Yes,” she moaned, in agreement. Her brown eyes met his. “I never thought you'd ask. Or demand.”
His body tightened, as her juices coated the head of his cock. He watched as he slid in and felt her walls stretching. “Fuck, you feel so good. I've never felt anything better than you.”
He still had several inches left to fill her with, but she was so small. He wasn’t sure she’d be able to take half of what he was feeding in. He struggled to keep from releasing, determined to not embarrass himself, before he even fully claimed her.
“Damn you, stop teasing me. More, Shayne,” she panted as her hips moved, attempting to take him in deeper. “I need all of you inside of me,” she added, sexily. “Not just a little bit. I want to feel you buried in me.”
It was all he could do to not grab her hips and slam it home. Renewed lust shot through him at her words. He was quickly learning Anna was a dirty talker when turned on, and he loved it.
She was already stretched to the max from just his head. He pushed again, felt the proof of her virginity, and lost all control. She screamed out her orgasm, contracting all around him. Riding her orgasm, he th
rust deeply, as he ripped through her hymen and roared in satisfaction. She was his. “Are you all right?” he managed to growl.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Don’t ever stop.”
Sliding her ankles up to his shoulders, he wrapped his arms around her legs. He began to pump into her furiously, hard and deep.
She was on the verge again, Shayne could feel it. “I’m going to fill you to the brim.” Then he lost all rational thought, as he did just that.
SHAYNE HELPED HER TO straighten her clothing. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, and he couldn’t help the smug smile that slid across his face. Her other lips were swollen, too. He wouldn't be getting back into that for a day or two. She needed time to heal. He had never felt so satisfied.
He quickly rearranged his own clothing before scooping her up and placing her on his lap. She was limp with exhaustion and immediately curled right into him. He kissed her forehead and held her close to him.
Shayne closed his eyes as he replayed their lovemaking. Then, with a start, he realized they should have already reached his compound. He frowned as he looked out the window and saw they were in the middle of nowhere, deep in a deserted part of the Mojave Desert. The landscape was rocky and dusty, miles away from civilization.
Looking back, he saw the others behind them. None of it made sense. He pulled his phone out, intending to call Ian, when the limo drew to a sudden stop. The headlights cut off. “Driver, what’s going on?” Shayne called out.
There was no answer. Within seconds, Shayne heard the driver's door slam shut.
“Shayne?” Anna sleepily murmured. “Are we back at your house?”
He gently set her to the side. “Rest, baby,” he responded, in a low voice. He didn't want to worry her, until there was actually something to be worried about. “I’ll be right back.” He grabbed his daggers and jumped out of the car to see what the problem was.
The others had pulled to a stop behind them. They met Shayne halfway between their vehicles. They were all in alert mode, their eyes searching out the darkness. The others were fully loaded with weapons. All of them sensed the danger around them. Shayne suspected it was a set up.
“What in the hell is going on, Ian?” Shayne growled. He kept one eye on the limo, expecting an attack at any moment.
The very air seemed to have stopped moving, becoming thick and oppressive. It was too quiet to be natural. Even the insects were silent. Everything and everyone there was waiting for something to happen. His instincts were screaming at him, warning him to be prepared.
“Cut the lights,” he ordered, bluntly. Nate rushed back, and within seconds, the desert was completely dark. Their night vision was excellent. However, turning off the lights would make their actions harder for others to see, if they were lucky.
They quickly formed a circle, back to back. With their weapons drawn, they were prepared for the trouble making its way to them. Standing as they were, it made it impossible for anything to attack, without the endurers seeing it first.
“At first, we simply thought you were going somewhere else,” Ian responded quietly, to his original question. “It wasn’t until your driver took off running that we realized something was wrong.”
“We need to get Anna back to consecrated ground,” Shayne muttered. “Is there any place closer than my house?” They shook their heads.
“All right then,” he continued quietly, as he gave his orders. “Ian, you’re with me in the limo. I'll drive. Nate and Luke, you follow behind us. Be extremely cautious and alert. I think we all realize this is a trap.”
They quickly split up, all of them eager to get out of the area. Nate and Luke ran back while Ian and Shayne headed to the limo. Shayne yanked the driver's door open, nearly tearing it off in his haste.
Reaching for the ignition, he realized the keys were gone. “Shit,” he exclaimed in frustration, as he hit the steering wheel. “That bastard took the keys with him,” he informed Ian. They would just have to leave in one vehicle, although it made them more vulnerable and easier to attack. Shayne didn’t like it, but they had no choice.
Shayne ran to get Anna, but time wasn't on his side. His hand was on the door handle when the attack came. Something hard and fast collided with Shayne from the side, knocking him thirty feet across the road.
Shayne landed hard, the ground scraping his face and tearing through his clothing. The demons had been waiting for them to separate before attacking.
He jumped to his feet, pushing the pain aside. Nothing mattered but getting back to Anna. Before he could move, the Hell being landed in front of him, shoving him backwards. It stood eight feet tall, with thick black wings and deadly horns. Shayne groaned inside. Demons like the one in front of him existed only for battle, which meant they were big and bad and tough to kill.
Ian was assisting Anna out of the car, when another one landed behind him. Shayne got a glimpse of her scared face before Ian pushed her back in. Ian turned and engaged the demon, willing to protect Anna with his life, if necessary. Any of them would have. It was what they lived for.
Hell was sending out its best warriors, determined to get Anna in their possession. But Shayne wasn't about to let that happen. It would be over his dead body before he let his woman become a breeder for Lucifer.
Jerking his daggers free, Shayne faced the creature in front of him. “You boys must not be very bright,” he said, sarcastically. “You obviously haven’t learned to not fuck with me.” He crouched down, ready to take the demon out as quickly as possible.
In the distance, he could see Luke and Nate battling other demons. There wouldn’t be any help from that direction. The demon by the limo fought Ian, as it slowly maneuvered its way between Ian and Anna, while she waited inside. Its grotesque wings were loose and flapping and fully prepared for flight. In moments, it would have access to Anna, if Shayne couldn’t get free from the one in front of him and assist the other endurer in destroying it.
“Ian, get him away from the car,” Shayne yelled as he was attacked. He kicked the demon back, while trying to watch Ian at the same time. He felt an impending sense of doom.
Ian fought bravely, but the evening before had taken its toll on his strength. The demon laughed as he punched him squarely in the chest. Ian flipped in the air before landing straight on his head. He didn’t get back up.
“You bastard,” Shayne yelled, slicing wildly at the being in front of him. It punched him hard, hitting him in the ribs. Shayne heard a snap but pushed the pain to the side. Every attempt to get around the creature was blocked, which meant he had to fight harder.
The other demon reached into the car and pulled Anna out by her hair. Releasing an evil cackle, he looked at Shayne in victory, as he held her against his dark body. Anna screamed and fought, but she was no match for the superhuman strength the evil creature had.
With one powerful jump, it shot straight into the sky. “Shayne,” Anna screamed hysterically, as he watched in helpless horror. With each flap of its powerful wings, it carried her further away from him and into the dark of the night.
Her screams faded, as Shayne watched the only woman who had ever mattered to him disappear.
Chapter 11
ANNA WOKE UP, CHOKING on the cold water that had been thrown in her face. “You stupid bitch, get up,” a man's voice said. She was slapped roughly across her face, as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.
The pain in her left eye was beyond bearable, and it was swollen shut. She was tied to a chair and naked underneath the dress she was wearing, her panties left in the limousine. Thankfully, they hadn't seemed to notice. The happiness she had experienced seemed like a lifetime ago, as she tried to free herself. It was no use. They well and truly had her.
Opening her good eye, Anna immediately squinted against the bright lights above her. Beyond the lights, the surrounding area was pitch black, and it eerily reminded her of the night she’d seen Suzi in the basement. She was in an extremely large room, so big it had a caver
nous feel to it. It was also very cold and damp, the chill seeping into her body from the metal chair she was tied to.
Jesse stood in front of her, his handsome face red with anger. “You bitch, you’ve been more trouble than you’re worth,” he said, raising his fist and shaking it at her.
Anna gave him a cold stare, as she gathered her thoughts. It was hard to believe she’d ever found the weak bastard attractive. His skin was pale and clammy, with sweat running down his forehead. He couldn’t hold a candle to Shayne. It was like comparing night to day.
“Then why do you bother?” she asked, her voice thick with disgust.
“Don't worry, it all ends tonight,” he replied, glaring at her in hatred. “After spending the last several years in Hell, even you have started to look good. You've cost me a lot, Anna. Now, you're going to pay.”
“Enough,” an icy voice said, from the darkness. Anna couldn’t see the speaker, but his voice chilled her to the bone. It was the voice of pure evil. “There will be time for you to unleash your violence later. You wouldn’t want to damage the tool too soon, now would you?” he added and then laughed. The sound left fear zigzagging down her body.
A man came strolling out of the darkness and into the outside edge of the lights. She was surprised to see he appeared to be completely human. He stood about her height, with black hair and a thin, black mustache. He looked average until she looked into his cold, black eyes. They were ancient, chilling, and empty. They were the kind of eyes belonging to someone who wouldn't think twice about executing the worst kinds of torture, and God help her, he had her in his sights.
He grinned widely, his teeth normal. “Besides, we have entertainment planned. He met her eyes and lingered. “Would you like to see, Anna? As the tool, you’re our star attraction tonight.”
Anna turned her face away from him, refusing to answer. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of engaging him. Inside she was praying, though, asking God to intervene and get her out of her horrible circumstances. Several years before, Anna had seen their type of entertainment. She knew nothing good awaited her.
