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134 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 1, 2010
Keely's brother knelt by the tub and efficiently gave her a shot in the upper arm. "A dead one. But first, my brothers and I will want a little 'talk' with the fucker." He took another cloth and began to bathe his sister's legs. His hand halted almost immediately. "Aww, fuck, just fuck."At the look on Tweeter's face, at the tone in his voice, Ren stiffened. Icy fear traveled his spine. "What?""You can't see from there--" Tweeter choked back what sounded suspiciously like a sob. "Between her legs ... on her inner thigh.""No!" He howled the word. Had she been raped? The bathroom door banged open and Vanko rushed in.
"What's wrong with the little one?" Ren was so upset he didn't even think to order Vanko to leave the room. He just pulled Keely into his arms, laying her across his lap, then gently spread her legs. Bruising on her inner thighs looked like finger marks. He traced the ugly evidence of her legs being forcibly held apart. He scanned every millimeter of her skin up to the red-curl-covered mound. There was a multitude of bruises.
She changed her caress, tighter and rougher on his shaft, then a light swipe over the head with her palm before moving more firmly down the shaft. "Better, big guy? And I do mean big. You are larger than all my brothers."
by Monette Michaels
Security Specialists International, book 1
Keely's brother knelt by the tub and efficiently gave her a shot in the upper arm. "A dead one. But first, my brothers and I will want a little 'talk' with the fucker." He took another cloth and began to bathe his sister's legs. His hand halted almost immediately. "Aww, fuck, just fuck."At the look on Tweeter's face, at the tone in his voice, Ren stiffened. Icy fear traveled his spine. "What?"
"You can't see from there--" Tweeter choked back what sounded suspiciously like a sob. "Between her legs ... on her inner thigh."
"No!" He howled the word. Had she been raped? The bathroom door banged open and Vanko rushed in.
"What's wrong with the little one?" Ren was so upset he didn't even think to order Vanko to leave the room. He just pulled Keely into his arms, laying her across his lap, then gently spread her legs. Bruising on her inner thighs looked like finger marks. He traced the ugly evidence of her legs being forcibly held apart. He scanned every millimeter of her skin up to the red-curl-covered mound. There was a multitude of bruises.
She changed her caress, tighter and rougher on his shaft, then a light swipe over the head with her palm before moving more firmly down the shaft. "Better, big guy? And I do mean big. You are larger than all my brothers."