EZRA
We were still panting, our bodies tangled together in the aftermath, my heart racing from both exhaustion and satisfaction. The room was filled with the scent of sweat and something deeper, something intimate. Malachai's warm breath fanned over my skin, his lips brushing my temple as he whispered something, but I couldn't focus on it.
Because the pain hit me all at once.
A sharp, searing agony shot through my knees, like knives slicing through my flesh, and a scream tore from my throat before I could even comprehend it.
"Ahhh!…"
Malachai flinched at my outburst, his body jerking involuntarily as he gasped, "Baby, relax!!! You're gonna snap my dick in half!"
He hadn't even realized what I was screaming about.
Tears streamed down my face as the pain intensified, my body convulsing in agony as I clutched at my legs. "My knees! My knees! Malachai, it hurts!"
It was then that realization dawned on his face, and I saw the sheer horror in his eyes. He scrambled away, hastily pulling his pants back on before dropping to his knees beside me. His hands hovered over my legs, unsure of what to do as panic overtook him.
"Shit, shit, shit, Ezra….what happened?!" he blurted out, his voice frantic.
I was sobbing now, unable to even form words as the pain overwhelmed me. I hadn't even realized that my knees had been bent awkwardly, locked in place from our position. The numbness that usually dulled my legs had given way to a pain so intense it felt like my bones were being crushed.
Malachai hesitated for a split second, then tried to straighten my legs.
The moment he did, agony exploded through me, and I screamed so loudly my throat burned.
"ARGHHHHHH! MALACHAI! STOP!"
He instantly pulled his hands away, guilt flashing across his face as he watched me writhe in pain. "Fuck! I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry…just breathe, okay? Breathe for me."
I gritted my teeth, trying to fight through the pain, my entire body trembling uncontrollably. Malachai's hands cupped my face, his thumbs wiping at my tears, his own eyes wide with helplessness. "Ezra, please, baby…tell me what to do."
Before I could answer, before I could even process the situation, the sound of a gunshot split through the air like thunder.
BANG!!!
The sharp crack of the bullet sent my heart slamming against my ribs, my body tensing in fear. My eyes shot toward the door just as it burst open, the force rattling the walls of the cabin.
A shadow loomed in the doorway.
And then, just like that my worst nightmare stepped into the room.
Lucius.
My entire body turned to ice.
Everything around me blurred into nothingness as I locked eyes with the man who had stolen every ounce of my sanity, every piece of my soul, every breath of my freedom. My lungs refused to work, and the air thickened, suffocating me in terror.
Malachai moved instantly, his body snapping into position like a soldier ready for war, reaching for the gun he always kept nearby. But Lucius was faster.
BANG! Another shot rang out.
Malachai froze, shielding me instinctively, his body tensed as if ready to pounce. But I saw it in his eyes…hesitation. Any wrong move and Lucius wouldn't just end me, he'd destroy everything we cared about.
Lucius stepped further into the room, his lips twisting into a cruel smirk. His black eyes gleamed with amusement, his gun still smoking. "Tsk, tsk, Malachai… you really thought you could run forever?"
Lucius tilted his head, a slow, eerie smirk tugging at his lips. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked, his voice dripping with venom.
My stomach churned. He wasn't talking to Malachai.
He was talking to me.
"Tell me, doll…" Lucius took a step forward, twirling the gun in his fingers. "Did you enjoy the way he fucked you? Did it feel better than when I did it? Did you moan for him like you moaned for me?"
I couldn't breathe. My chest caved in on itself as I pressed my trembling fingers against my lips, willing myself not to make a sound.
Malachai growled, his hands balling into fists. "You sick fuck….!!"
Lucius' dark eyes snapped to him, his smirk vanishing. "And you…" He lifted the gun, pointing it directly at Malachai's chest. "Did you love how my doll's hole tasted? Did you enjoy making a mess out of something that belonged to me?".
Before Malachai could even spit out a response, Lucius pulled the trigger.
BANG!
The bullet tore through Malachai's shoulder.
He stumbled back, blood splattering across the wooden floor.
"STOP IT!!!" I screamed, reaching for him, but Lucius was faster. His boot slammed into my already bent knees, forcing them straight in a single brutal motion.
The pain…
I couldn't even describe it.
A sound got stuck in my throat, a choked gasp of pure agony.
The world blurred at the edges. My vision went dark, my mind shutting down as the last thing I saw was Malachai, clutching his bleeding shoulder, his eyes wide in horror.
Then, nothing.
Only darkness.