Make You Beg Read Online Shantel Tessier

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, New Adult, Romance, Sports, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 164
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
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I don’t say anything because I’m not sure what to say to that. The Millers are good people, but that doesn’t make up for what she’s seen and been through.

DAX MONROE

I make my way through the crowd and to my car parked in the field. Scout, Law, and Rellik all came in Law’s G-Wagon. I drove separately, knowing I had something to do while out here.

Getting in, I pull out of the gate of Death Valley and go right—the opposite way of Westbrook.

I place my cell in the cradle and give it a quick glance, watching the live feed of the woman who stands in the middle of a concrete room, screaming. Her tears have ruined her perfect makeup that I’m sure took her hours to apply. Her black T-shirt is ripped, and her jeans are dirty. Her hands are cuffed in front of her.

I slow the car and pull off the two-lane road onto a gravel road. Pulling up to the old house, I shut off my car and get out.

Popping my trunk, I grab my Death Valley gym bag and take the steps two at a time. Her voice travels up the stairs from the basement the moment I enter. Dropping my bag, I place my ski mask over my head.

“Help me!” she screams frantically. “Please …” she cries. “Someone help me!”

I smile, making my way down to the basement. When my Timberlands hit the last step at the bottom of the stairs, she turns to look at me.

“No.” She shakes her head, taking a step back, hitting the wall. “Please no.” Her wide eyes dart to the stairs behind me, and I take a step to my left, letting her have some breathing room.

That’s the best part.

The game. The fear. The fucking anticipation. “Go ahead, run.” I smile.

She takes a chance and runs for it. She manages to make it to the second step before my hand grips her hair, and I yank her backward, her feet catching air. She screams as I turn, shoving her face-first into the concrete wall.

Her tiny body tries to fight me, but all she accomplishes is shoving her ass into my growing cock. I reach around and grab the chain linking the cuffs and lift them above her head, securing them over the hook I’ve placed in the wall.

I take a step back and admire her. She struggles back and forth, the tips of her shoes barely touch the ground, guaranteeing she’s not escaping. “Please … don’t do this.” She cries out, her body shaking while she stares at the wall she’s chained to.

I kneel, digging into my bag. I grab the large black ball gag. I walk over to her, grip her hair, and yank her head back, causing her to cry out. I shove the gag between her parted lips and bring the leather behind her head, fastening the buckle tightly, making her whimper.

Wrapping one arm around her waist, I pull her from the wall enough for my free hand to reach around and undo her jeans before yanking them down her legs along with her underwear. I stand back and smile, pulling the pocket knife out of my pocket and step back into her. Flipping it open, I cut through her shirt and the straps of her bra. She dangles before me naked and ready for whatever the fuck I want to do to her.

Pulling my hard cock out, I stroke it. “Now you’re ready.”

CHAPTER TWELVE

RYAN SCOUT

“IT’S TIME, BOYS. Who’s excited?” Law asks, leaning up against his locker.

We’ve waited all week for what we’re about to do. I wanted to push her further the other night at Death Valley, but we have a plan, and I don’t want to jump the gun.

Dax doesn’t say a word. He just throws some books in his locker and then walks off down the quiet hallway. The last bell of the day is about to ring at any second. He’s been acting weird ever since we caught her in the chapel last Friday.

“You think he can handle this?” Rellik questions, watching him walk away. “What if we take this too far?”

“I guess that depends on how far you think is too far.” I state.

“I think killing her is too far,” he says simply.

I shrug. “Then yeah. It might get that far.”

Law snorts. “Starting to feel sorry for her, Rellik?”

Van lets out a growl. “No, but I think Monroe needs to calm down.”

Dax has been quiet. He’s stood back for the most part and allowed us to do whatever we want when we all know that he’d rather see her suffer more than she is. He would prefer we make this quick and painful. But the most painful thing would be to draw out our revenge.

“Easy for you to say. You weren’t the one she turned on,” Law snaps at him.



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