Gavin's Song (Road to Salvation A Last Rider's Trilogy 1)

“Yes.”

“Right on! Let’s get this show started. You ready?”

“What do you think?” the female purred.

The raucous laughter surrounding him was even worse than seeing the hallucinogenic figures standing over him. Trying to open his dry mouth, he tried to tell them that he was going to vomit.

“What’d he say?” one male voice asked.

“Don’t know, don’t care,” another answered.

“I think he said he’s going to vomit,” the woman responded, her purr gone.

“Then stay away from his mouth.”

Praying for oblivion, Gavin tried to lift his shoulder, determined to get away from the cruel jabs.

“I thought you said he couldn’t move?” The fear interlaced with excitement in the woman’s voice had him attempting to move again.

“Butcher?”

“You wanted him incapacitated, not dead. Don’t worry; I think you can take him in the shape he’s in.”

Again, as the laughter filled his drumming head, he tried to move when he felt something lay on him.

“Damn, he’s fucking gorgeous.” Gavin felt her mouth as she talked. Then she licked over his chest, going downward to his abs as exploring fingers went to his cock. “He’s hung like a bull.”

“Suck it,” a male ordered.

“Slate, you don’t have to tell me what to do.” The woman’s low moan had him trying to get his tongue to work to order her to stop.

Gavin felt a warm mouth cover his dick before she sucked, drawing him deeper inside. He went from trying to talk to trying to stop his dick from getting hard. With her fondling fingers, she found his balls, making it even harder to stop the involuntary reaction she was getting.

“I think he likes it.”

“He would have to be dead not to. Vamp could suck the juice out of a dried lemon.”

Straining, Gavin tried to shove her off him. Lifting weighted eyelids, he was dazed by bright lights shining down on him.

“How’s it looking in the camera?”

“She’s making me horny as fuck. That answer your question?”

“It’s not you I’m trying to make horny. Next time, I’m not giving him the full shot. He’s lying there like a limp fish,” someone complained.

“Not all of him.”

His cock was removed from her mouth.

Gavin desperately kept trying to focus on the blurred woman on his body, not even able to distinguish hair color in the glare of the lights.

Beneath his back, the mattress moved as the woman lifted her weight off his legs. Thinking she was finished with him, he tried to struggle away again when his cock was enveloped in a rubber before being placed in a velvet sheath.

“Vamp, you must be losing your touch. I think he’s trying to get away.”

“Mmhmm … I hope he keeps trying,” the female moaned.

Gavin’s body bounced up and down on the mattress as the woman started fucking him. He heard another groan from his chest when she put her hands on his ribcage and the bed started moving faster.

“Fuck him harder!”

“Take it all!”

“I’m next,” a lust-ridden voice muttered near him. “How long does that shot you gave him last?”

“Long enough for you to get your money out of him.”

That answer sent a chill through him. What was happening to him had to be a nightmare. But when the woman tightened her grip on his ribcage, he was forced to acknowledged that it wasn’t.

Hair spilled across his face when she stopped moving to fall forward onto him. “He’s all yours!” she yelled into his ear before she got off him.

“You didn’t leave me much to work with.” The voice was thick with lust as it moved away from him, then Gavin felt the mattress sink near his feet. “Fortunately, I like leftovers as long as the rest of him is brand new.”

The hand that gripped his cock was not feminine, nor were the murmurs coming from the mouth that was sliding over him.

Gavin tried again to throw himself from the bed. Laughter erupted at his efforts.

The fact he betrayed Taylor with a woman and now a man pierced his ego. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t willing and that he was drugged out of his mind; what hurt the most was his own body’s betrayal. It was more even more devastating than Memphis’s and Crash’s betrayals because, while he couldn’t control their actions, he should have been able to control his. When his cock became erect despite his mind’s and body’s resistance, it hit him at a fundamental level he never experienced before—shame.

He felt a tongue run the length of his shaft before a hand curled around it while continuing to suck.

“Make sure he doesn’t come in your mouth. I need the cum shot.”

Darkness swirled at the edge of his consciousness, while Gavin tried to concentrate with every bit of his willpower to remember every detail so he could kill each and every one who was doing and witnessing what was happening to him.

“Here he goes!”

Humiliation burned at the coarse comments in the room. Blanking them out, Gavin was relieved when he felt whoever it was release the hold he had on his cock.