Password to Her Heart (The American Soldier Collection 9)
She felt the heaviness of his body, as he pressed between her legs. She couldn’t push away from him, her hands were tied up and behind her head on some sort of chain in the wall. He looked at her, licked his lips, and began to caress her legs from ankles to thighs.
“Don’t. Please don’t hurt me,” she begged of him. He paused then reached further, under her shorts.
“When this is done, if he doesn’t want you, then I’ll take you. You will serve me well.”
The feel of his hands pushing higher, all the way to her groin nauseated her. His nails, dirty and sharp, scratched against her feminine skin. He was too close to where no man had gone before. Her virginity was hers to give to someone special, not to have taken from her, or ripped from her brutally, violently. His smell, cologne, cigars, sweat, and food, made her want to vomit. The shaking was fierce. When his fingers touched her mound, she screamed, kicked, and carried on.
* * * *
Lee and Stitch found Shawna lying on a lounge chair in the pool area. Her dress was pushed up her thighs and she was moaning, crying in her sleep.
“Damn it!” Lee exclaimed, running to her. The moment he and Stitch touched her, tried to calm her down, she began fighting them, then snapped out of it, gasping for air.
“You’re okay,” Lee told her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and squeezed him hard.
“I’m not okay. I’ll never be okay. Make it stop, Lee, please make it stop.”
Lee looked at Stitch, who had a scowl on his face. He reached out and caressed Shawna’s back.
She climbed up Lee’s body, wrapped her legs around his waist, and held him tight.
“I’ve got you, baby. He can’t hurt you anymore,” Lee said and swallowed hard.
Shawna was shaking in his arms as he lifted her up and carried her into the house.
They made it to the living room where he sat down with her still straddling his hips. He caressed her hair from her cheeks and looked into her red, watery eyes.
“You need to talk about what happened. You need to let us in so we can all help you.”
She shook her head and tried to pull away, but he grabbed her hips and held her tight.
“No, Shawna. You need to face the fact that we all care about you and you’re not alone anymore. Why do you keep pushing us away? Why are you holding back and fighting our help?”
She stared at him, an expression filled with emotions.
Stitch caressed her arm.
She glanced at him and then at Lee. “I don’t know how to. I can’t let go, I can’t take the chance.” She sounded so defeated. It killed him inside to see her like
this. It broke his heart.
Stitch caressed her cheek so she would look at him. “Honey, you need to take the chance on us. We won’t hurt you, not ever. In fact, we’d do anything to keep you safe and happy. Don’t you feel safe and happy with us?”
She nodded her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. She covered her chest, above where her heart was. “But it hurts here.”
Lee reached up and cupped her breast as he placed his palm over her chest where her heart was. She covered his hand and entwined their fingers.
“I’ve conditioned myself to not let anyone inside. I’m so used to being alone. It’s where my strength is but it’s not enough to fight this. I thought I would be fine. If I just concentrated on Keith, I would be fine. But I’m not. I need you. I need all of you because in your arms is where I’m safest.”
He gently squeezed her breast as Stitched caressed her hair. “We’re here, baby.”
She shook her head. “I can’t let my guard down. I can’t open up and let you in.”
“Why?” Stitch asked just as Mercury and Tiek walked into the room and then Tex arrived.
“What if you hurt me, too?”
“Baby, we’re not going to hurt you. We want to love you. In fact, I know I already love you, and want you by my side forever,” Lee confessed.