Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1)

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Author: K.T. Fisher
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opportunity. “Please, Andrew.” I get on my knees and look him right in the eye. “Please don’t do this to me! I’m sorry for what I did. I really am!”
    He kicks me in the side. “Shut the fuck up!”
    I decide to do as he says and eye my smashed phone in pieces on the floor. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me but I have a gut feeling it’s something really bad.
    “Boys, before we head to the clubhouse, why don’t you help yourselves to her.” He grins at me and then sits on the bed as Fist grabs my hands and Fury positions himself between my legs, ripping them apart. I fight against them but it’s no use, they’re just too strong and between them they remove my jeans and underwear. 
    “Stop!” I kick and scream. “Please!”
    “Stop your moaning!” Andrew shouts. “You shouldn’t have run Lauren, this would be so much easier but you had to make me do this!”
    “Get ready pretty girl.” Fury smiles down at me and my eyes widen when I see he has freed his cock and it’s covered with a condom and ready.
    “No!” I beg but it’s no use. I try to hold in my tears as they abuse my body and take it as their own. I don’t want to give them the satisfaction but in the end I do cry. I zone out a little as Fury comes apart on top of me and I lie still. I don’t even fight as he gets off me and Andrew appears over me.
    “There you go.” He pets me again. “Told you that’s what you need.”
    He leans over me and tries to kiss me but I move my head away. I go to kick him but Fury captures my legs and widens them so I’m spread eagle. Andrew holds my head steady and kisses me again but this time I can’t move away, I do not move my lips though and that angers him. I start to feel sick from what Fury did and now Andrew. He ends his kiss and begins to reveal my breasts and more tears fall. He bites my nipples and I hold back the squeal from pain.
    “Move her to the bed.” He orders and as Fist and Fury move me I try my best to escape them but again my efforts are wasted.
    They throw me on the bed and I beg Andrew over and over not to do this. Fury just took me against my will and now Andrew? Please no. I don’t know what’s worse, getting raped by a stranger or by someone you know? I guess none is preferable.
    I try to zone out again as Andrew abuses my body but I can’t. I feel everything! After, I roll over and cry and Andrew just stands there and laughs at me. They have taken control of my body and now they have gotten inside my head. I cry so much that I have no energy left in me. I don’t even try to move away from Andrew as he lays closer to me.
    He strokes my arm and tries to comfort me. “Everything is going to be ok.” He whispers. “Now, this won’t hurt.”
    Something sharp stabs my neck and the last thing I hear is Andrew laughing.

Chapter 3
     
    Fuck my head hurts! I try to raise my head but my neck stings so I decide to stay put. I open my eyes to see complete darkness so I close them again. My eyelids feel too heavy to fight against, in fact every inch of my body aches. What the fuck has happened to me?
    A horrible chill runs over my body and my tired eyes snap open. I shouldn’t have felt that cool breeze all over my body if I had clothes on. I try to focus and see myself in the darkness, and as my eyes adjust things come into view and one thing that I do not miss is that I can see my skin. I feel my stomach and my legs I panic, fuck I’m naked!
    I try to sit up as best as I can, but my body feels so sore. My back hits hard brick and I feel something around my ankle. I reach down and feel a cold, thick chain fixing me to the ground with only a little room to move about with. I feel a warm feeling between my thighs and dread takes over, everything flashes back. Memories I would like to lock away return and I hold back the tears. I will not allow myself to be weak! I’m bleeding because of what those pricks did to me. Shit I cannot believe what Andrew has done, I

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