Escaping the Code (Sins of the Father Book 2) by Sara Hurst

Author:Sara Hurst [Hurst, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-13T00:00:00+00:00

Is there someone watching us?

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

TAVISH

Her words freeze me, inside and out, as if Samuel actually followed through on tying me to the towline on the boat. Shock washes over me. My mouth gapes open like one of those enormous whales you see on the Discovery Channel, swimming through the ocean, slurping up all those tiny, little fish.

She cackles, her laugh sounding like a hyena. Devious. Sinister. Samuel closes in, taking her mouth with his. His hand travels from her jawline to her… yeah, not going there. Trying to keep from drawing attention to myself, I let my eyes close on their activities, and I dropped my forehead to the bed, covering my ears to drown out the sound.

The bed dips, shifting under me, but I don’t move. Or I try not to. I hope they’ll forget about me if I stay as still as possible. Keeping my eyes squeezed shut, I try to ignore them, but I realize neither of those things is going to happen—them forgetting me and me ignoring them.

Fingers slide into my curls and tangle with my hair, gripping it in their fist. I don’t know whose hand it is. I’m close to getting sick. The gaggy feeling that’s been threatening since Samuel appeared before me in the hidden passages at the castle is giving way to spasms in my stomach and the back of my throat. I want to move away. I need to, but I can’t bring myself to even think about actually following through because I’m afraid I’ll see who was touching me.

Heavy breathing slides into panting and gasping. The bed shakes as they move on it.

Yet all the while the hand fisted in my hair stays clenched down, only letting up slightly in time with their movements. The sounds they make—the grunting, the groaning, the whining and moaning—speed up and slow down, keeping pace as the bed moves rhythmically, bouncing forward and back, and at times, up and down.

Tears spill over my lashes and dampen the bed under me as the cadenced movements happening next to me continue. I thought life with Samuel before was bad, but to be forced to take part or be present while they fucked was so, so bad.

The woman, whose name I still don’t know, breaths hitch, then restarts only louder, breathier, squealier. She’s gasping for air and they’re thrashing on the bed. Whoever has their hand on my head pulls at the hair locked in their grasp, tugging me toward them. I don’t want to go. I thought I was upset with where I was, but now I’m really upset. I want no part of what they’re doing, but they take that choice away from me.

Another hand fists my hair and the two hands, one from each of them, yanks my face off the bed, dragging me toward the woman. She’s riding Samuel’s…eww, and they both still hold on to my hair, forcing me to watch him slide in and out of her as they direct my gaze at their… joined sexes.

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