Avery's POV
“You don’t need to pretend anymore,” he murmured. His voice seemed to crawl across the floor, a low, dry rasp that sounded like dead leaves skittering over stone. “Lucian already used you.”
His grip tightened.
“So stop acting like you’re untouched. Just give me a chance. Let me f**k you to stupor.”
“I want you to choke on my c**k, and then spread you wide with my fist.”
I struggled against him, twisting hard, but his hold didn’t budge. Rage burned hotter than the fear crawling up my spine.
“Don’t make a sound,” Raith breathed, tilting his head, his gaze sweeping over me like I was prey.
“You’re insane!” I spat, the words muffled under his hand.
A low chuckle left him.
“You think I care?” Raith growled. “You’re already his. What’s a little more between us?”
His hand s
