I brushed her hair away from her face as she stared up at me with tear-soaked eyes.
“Please. Please. Pl-please,” she choked out, her fingers digging into my forearms as she gripped me with shaky hands. “Don’t do this to me. Please.”
“Shh,” I said softly, leaning down and brushing my lips along her jaw before moving to her ear. “They’ll kill you if I don’t. I’m sorry.”
Her body quaked against me, her fate sealed. She sobbed softly as I continued to speak into her ear. “You need to suck my dick, because I need some help from you right now.”
I eased back, my chest aching as she reached out with fumbling fingers and undid my belt and pants. I freed my soft cock and urged her forward as her wails grew louder.
I nudged her lips with the head of my dick as I eased her face into my lap.
“No,” she whimpered, her cries loud.
I shoved my dick between her lips, silencing her protests. She choked and gagged as I thrust into her soft, warm mouth, her fingers digging into my thighs. She tried to pull away, but I gripped her hair tighter and forced her mouth deeper onto my cock.
I turned to Bianca as she squeezed her eyes closed. My heart broke a little more.
“Don’t close your eyes,” Father snarled as I reached out and pushed Natalia’s dress down her shoulders. “Watch how he enjoys it.”
I twisted my fingers through Natalia’s hair so she was choking on my cock as I moved her up and down at a speed I could handle.
“Look at your wife,” Father ordered with a dark laugh.
Bianca’s face was damp with tears, her body still trembling, as she stared at me.
All I wanted to do was go to her and erase her pain. But I couldn’t. Not the way I wanted. Keeping my eyes on her made keeping my dick up easier, so I did it despite the agony for us both.
“You have about five seconds to fuck her, or I’m going to fuck your wife,” Father threatened.
I ground my teeth and tugged Natalia’s head up. My hard cock slipped from her lips as I met her gaze with my own.
“Dominic. Don’t,” she choked out. “Please.”
“I’m sorry,” I murmured, really fucking meaning it.
She fell on her ass as she tried to scramble away from me. I had to stand up with my dick out to grab her and even then she slid from my hold.
Fuck. I tucked my dick in my pants as she crawled on her hands and knees through the room. Father’s laughter boomed out as I caught her by his desk.
She squealed and sobbed as I hauled her to her feet. Then she clocked me in the face. Usually, I’d be pissed, but I understood she was scared and didn’t want this. So I accepted the hit without losing my cool.
I turned her around and forced her face down onto my father’s desk while she begged for me to stop, her small body thrashing. My father turned Bianca around to watch.
Fucking prick.
“Your husband is going to rape her,” Father said in a deep, sinister voice. “He’s going to fuck her pussy and come inside it. How do you feel knowing her pussy will make him come just like yours? That he enjoys it? You’ll replay this in your head every time he touches you. You’ll know he fucked a sobbing girl while you watched.”
“Stop. D-don’t,” Bianca choked out. “Dominic, I’ll do it. Your father. Don’t be like him. Don’t do this.”
I ignored Bianca’s pleas, shoved Natalia’s skirt up, and tugged her panties down, exposing her pussy to me. I locked gazes with Bianca again. She’d gone deathly quiet and appeared like she’d checked out with her blank stare and silent tears. I caught a glimpse of Vincent out of the corner of my eye. He looked like he was going to be sick.
I wanted this over with, so I pushed my cock through Natalia’s folds while she struggled against me. My dick was at her entrance when a loud bang sounded beyond the closed doors.
Gunshots. Screams.
Everyone snapped into action as weapons were drawn. I backed away from Natalia and fastened my pants. I lunged at my father as he aimed his gun at the door. The impact sent him sideways, freeing Bianca. My fist connected with his face, knocking him off-kilter. The gun skittered across the floor. Bianca snapped back to reality and pounced on it. Vincent punched Malcom in the face and took his gun from him then put a bullet in him.
“Ungrateful,” Father snarled at me when I punched him again. “You’ve fucked up, boy.”
Vincent grabbed Natalia and Bianca and dashed from the room. I couldn’t blame him. I would’ve done the same damn thing if I were him. Bianca was the only thing that mattered. Natalia was a close second because as far as I was concerned she was innocent. I didn’t want another Macy on my hands.
Father slugged me in the guts, but I held fast, hitting him again and again. He wheezed as I stood and kicked him in the ribs, but he didn’t stay down for long. He was on his feet and punching me in the face again, forcing me back.
He pulled a second gun from his suit. It took a moment for me to realize he was going to shoot me. I dove away as it went off. I managed to get out of the room, going from one war zone to another. The gunfire was too close for comfort. I needed to get to Bianca. The acrid scent of smoke was in the air. Something was on fire.
I’d deal with my father’s ass another day. For now, I only had one thing on my mind, and that was saving my queen.