Her Double Deputies (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 6)

Carver gav

e orders to the big guy.

“Go get Corey and meet me outside by the car. We’re going to have to head out sooner,” Carver stated.

The guy started to leave and Carver looked at Keith.

“You threatened Corey, too?” Keith asked.

“He’ll make the boss some big money. Now move it and don’t make a scene. If you do, then Elise is as good as dead.”

As they headed down the hallway and back to the bull-riding section of the club, Ava came looking for Elise.

“Hey, Keith, Carver, have you seen Elise?” she asked.

“No. The last time I saw her, she was heading to the ladies’ room,” Carver lied as he turned away from Keith to check out Ava. That woman had a great body on her. She was filled with class and sophistication and that platinum hair was stunning.

Keith made his move. He grabbed Carver, pulled Carver’s gun from his waist, and placed it against his head. Ava gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.

“Ava, call BJ and the guys. Tagart just abducted Elise. He’s bringing her to Tennessee.”

* * * *

Elise sat next to Tagart in the backseat of the limo. Her mouth was throbbing and she was scared. How could this be happening to her? Did Tagart really kill Devlon?

The thought unnerved her, but also angered her. She never knew who actually beat Devlon and shot him three times. She wondered who had been so ruthless and sick to do that to Devlon. The man responsible sat next to her. She tried to scoot away, but he grabbed her.

“I won’t go with you. You can’t force me. I’ve done nothing wrong.”

He grabbed her by her upper arms and shook her as he placed her on the floor, on her knees, between his legs.

“Cobbs wants to talk with you. He recognized your picture right away when I showed him.”

“My picture?”

“From the contest. We need a sexy, young thing like you to show off your body before the rounds. The wealthy men who frequent the fights will love you.” He stared at the cleavage of her blouse.

“I plan on sampling you, personally, before they bid for you.”

He released her arms and ripped her blouse open. Elise tried to scramble backward to escape, but he grabbed a loop on her jeans and pulled her back toward him. She smacked at his arms and hit him in the mouth with her forearm.

She hadn’t anticipated what it would feel like to get beaten by a man his size. She felt each blow until she was nearly unconscious. The pain was immense. Everything throbbed except for her face. He hadn’t struck her again since inside of Dixie Chix.

He was over her. The pain in her ribs, her stomach, and legs made her cry, and now his face was a blur as she held her side and moaned.

“Cobbs is going to be pissed off if I bruise you up badly. The men won’t want a bruised and battered-looking whore.”

She felt his fingers pushing the straps of her camisole down her arms.

“Don’t. Please don’t touch me.”

“Oh, I’m going to do much more than touch you. I’m going to fuck you. Right here in this limo and then again on the plane and maybe more than a few times.” He cupped her breasts and licked his lips.

She felt the palm of his hand smooth over her belly and to the buttons of her jeans. She cried and begged for him to stop.

“Shhh…I’m going to have you before Cobbs can get his filthy, grubby hands on you.” She felt the anger consume her and she lost all ability to try and cooperate and stay calm. She was with Tagart, so Vic and Tommy were safe. That was most important. She was away from the club, so her friends were safe, too. There was only herself to worry about, and she wasn’t letting Tagart rape her and she knew she would die before she allowed it.

“Fuck you, Tagart. You can’t have me.” She screamed then lashed out at him. He struck her, swinging his arms and causing her forearms to take the blunt of his blows until she couldn’t stand the pain. He was a big man. But she couldn’t let him touch her anymore. Instead she attacked until he threw her onto her back in the middle of the limo floor, straddled her waist, and held her wrists with one hand above her head. She shook her head side to side, wiggled her hips, and kicked her legs fighting with all her energy and might until the barrel of his gun was wedged against her throat.