Force of Nature Read Online Margot Scott

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
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“Keep going,” Duke commanded.

Swallowing my disgust, I lifted my bra over my head. The cool night air hit my skin, making my nipples pebble. I aimed my eyes at the ground, unable to stand looking at their excitement. Finally, I let my panties fall down my legs.

I stood before them all, naked and trembling. I’d never been this exposed in front of anyone, much less my dad and four cruel strangers. My skin prickled with goosebumps. It was mortifying.

“P-please,” I said, unable to resist covering my breasts with one arm and laying a hand over the auburn curls between my legs. “Just leave us alone.”

Duke tucked his gun away as he stalked toward me. I flinched as he grabbed my wrist, tearing my hand away from my pubic mound. “Look at this, boys! The carpet matches the drapes.”

“It’s too bad her tits are so small,” Ox said. “I like to watch ’em bounce.”

My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I bit the inside of my cheek, annoyed that my traitorous, insecure girl brain could be made ashamed by anything these monsters had to say about my body. I struggled to free my wrist from Duke’s grasp, but he was too strong.

“I think her tits will bounce just fine,” Zeb said, approaching me. I cringed as he pried my other arm away from my chest. The next thing I knew, Martin and Ox were in front of me as well.

My heart hammered against my sternum as I tried to wriggle away. Suddenly, Duke’s fist closed around the base of my ponytail, forcing my head back sharply. I cried out at the pain in my scalp.

“God, I love that sound.” Duke licked a line up my neck, leaving a wet trail. I shuddered, sickened. “Makes my dick so fucking hard.”

I yelped as his teeth clamped down on my earlobe. Somebody chuckled. I was quickly distracted from the pain by a large hand groping my breast. But I couldn’t see who was touching me because Duke was already shoving his tongue into my mouth. Gagging, I fought to turn my face away, but Duke wouldn’t be refused. His grip on my hair tightened, bringing tears to my eyes. The message was clear.

Resistance will get you hurt.

But I didn’t kiss him back. I kept my lips stiff and tongue limp as Duke explored my mouth. If he cared, he didn’t show it.

When he pulled away, I saw that it was Martin fondling my breast. His attention homed in on my nipple; I shrieked as he pinched it.

“Get the fuck away from her,” my dad yelled.

“Someone shut him up,” grumbled Zeb.

I opened my mouth to assure my dad that I was fine, but the lie died in my throat. I couldn’t bring myself to act like this wasn’t horrifying, not even to save my dad from being roughed up.

“You’re a bunch of sick fucks,” he added.

“Ox, take care of him.”

“No, don’t,” I begged. “Leave him alone.”

They ignored me. Duke still had a tight grip on my hair, so there was no getting away, and nothing I could do as Ox stomped over to my dad. Gripping his shirt collar, Ox lifted him up off the ground before driving his fist into his face. My dad’s body fell back onto the ground, blood pouring from his nose.

“Stop, please,” I cried.

Zeb laughed. “You really should worry about yourself.”

I sobbed as Ox delivered a kick to my dad’s stomach. But the meaning behind Zeb’s words became all too clear as I felt his hand slide between my legs. He found my entrance and wedged two fingers inside me without finesse.

Stinging, searing pain ripped through my pelvis.

“Oh, god, stop!” Fresh tears sprang to my eyes. I’d never been touched like this before by another person. I wasn’t ready.

He didn’t care.

“Get a look at this, Daddy,” Duke called out.

I didn’t want my dad to see me like this, but I couldn’t stop myself from seeking his familiar gaze. Ox had given him a black eye to go along with his bloody nose. He panted, still leaning against the log, with Ox crouched beside him, forcing him to watch what they were doing to me. There was pain and fury in my dad’s expression, as well as remorse. I’m sure it killed him to watch me being fondled by these men while he sat there helpless.

Closing my eyes, I tried to distract myself by reciting the periodic table of elements in order. Hydrogen. Helium. Lithium. Beryllium… But the rough, unfamiliar touches kept dragging my attention back to the present. These men seemed to like hurting me. They got off on it.

Tears tracked down my cheeks. I’d never felt so scared or so trapped in my life.

Zeb’s fingers continued to thrust in and out of my body. After a while, it stopped hurting so much, but it still didn’t feel good, the way that it did when I’d experimented on my own.


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