Taboo: A Dark Romance Boxset (Stud Ranch 1)

“I don’t want your fucking pork chops. You can’t cook for shit. I’ll just order in. You go clean all that shit off your face. We’re having guests tonight. Important ones so you better be on your best behavior, do you hear me?”

His tone was so sharp I had to bite back the tears that threatened.

But like always, he could read me. I was an open book to him, no matter how much I might hate the fact.

“Oh, poor baby,” he said, his voice gentling. He pulled me in close and ran a hand down my back. “Shh. It’ll all be all right. You’re mine and I always take care of what’s mine, don’t I?”

He pulled back and his eyes searched mine. “Don’t I, baby?”

I nodded, swallowing and he smiled.

He had a gorgeous smile and when he gave it to you, you felt like nothing in the world could be wrong.

“Now go clean up.” He smacked my ass and I went up to shower.

By the time I got out of the shower, his ‘friends’ were there.

Bryce’s eyes were hard and calculating as he looked me up and down. Gone was the man who’d smiled at me so gently earlier. Sometimes I thought for sure he must have multiple personalities. He could flip like a switch and some mornings I woke up terrified of who I’d find in the bed beside me—Jekyll or Hyde.

It wasn’t until much later that I’d realize that no, there was only Bryce, singular, and he merely found it convenient to adopt different masks depending on which was most useful for manipulating his current target.

But I was still his personal toy back then, unwilling to admit to myself the mouse trap I was caught in.

Bryce was waiting for me when I got out of the shower. He didn’t let me dry my hair or put on any clothes.

He just put a leather BDSM hood on my head. It had holes for the nose and mouth but that was it. I was blind and everything was muted by the leather. It was disorienting.

Still, I could hear enough to make out Bryce’s voice as he ordered, “You accept everything that’s given to you tonight, do you hear me? If you don’t, I’ll be very disappointed and will have to punish you.”

I shuddered, both at the words and at his icy tone. I’d disappointed him once before. He’d locked me in a closet for 48 hours with only a jug of water and a bucket to pee in.

He led me down the hallway to the rec room. As soon as we entered, I could smell the mix of competing colognes. The soft chatter of voices stopped as soon as Bryce paraded me into the middle of the room.

Just how many men were there?

“On your knees,” Bryce ordered me. Then, to the room. “Now, who wants to fuck my girlfriend first? Her mouth or cunt, you can have one or both. She’s everyone’s whore tonight.”

My body went tight and I wanted to yank away from him. He felt me flex and his grip around my arm clenched tighter.

He bent over and hissed in my ear. “Don’t you dare fucking embarrass me. There are men here whose business I need. Are you going to help my career advance or are you going to break my promises to my guests and cost me my business? These are lucrative contracts I need.”

How dare he put me in this position? my mind screamed. While another part of me whispered: he needs you. You’re vital to his business. You can get through one night of this.

“And you know it turns me on seeing you with other men,” he whispered, voice going softer for just a moment, his hand caressing down my back. “You’ll be safe. They’ll all wear condoms. I’ll fuck you so sweet after they leave. Do this for us, baby. We’re in this together, aren’t we?”

Young, dumb, and so fucking naïve, I nodded.

The next moment, there was a cock pressing against my lips. It wasn’t Bryce’s. It was bigger, for one.

And whoever it was attached to wasn’t shy about shoving it down my throat. I choked on it at the same time as a hand reached between my legs from behind. The fingers were rough as they probed me but Bryce had trained my body to respond to rough over the past eight months and almost immediately, I grew wet.

The hand sped up its ministrations the wetter I grew and no matter how brutally I was being face-fucked, I came, choking and spitting up around the cock in my mouth at the same time.

The next moment, the man from behind pushed his cock into me and I was being fucked from both ends. Cheers came from all sides and I began to realize what a herculean task lay in front of me. All these men wanted to fuck me? In one night?