🌼 Chapter Twenty-Four 🌼

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I knew that they wouldn't help me. I clawed at my sheets. I need someone, anyone to rail me. I was so desperate that I had called Mike.

I got up on shaking legs. I grabbed my phone and called him. “Hey kitten. Where are you? Do you want to be punished?” He growled. I mewled softly at his voice.

“Mike, I can’t. I can’t leave my room. I’m in heat. I can go to school. But I'm not allowed to. I'm technically in quarantine. But I'm running away tonight. Meet me in the woods at the park.” I begged. Mike growled heatedly, making me whimper. I ran as I promised. Mike had me in present mode.

He was humping me crazily. I didn't know that I was being watched. I took Mike down my throat, tearing up. This isn't helping me. I hate his scent, I hate his dick. 

Mike pulled out of my mouth. He was frustrated with my growling. “Shut up! You wanted this! You terrorize me with your scent daily! If you didn't do it, I wouldn't have to rape you! You're mine now.” He growled. I stared at him as tears fell from my eyes. 

I heard Ambrose growl protectively over me. “So you're the one marking him. He is actually ours. He doesn't need you.” Ambrose growled. I looked at him with my body heating up. 

“Harrison is mine. Who do you choose?” Mike said. I crawled over to Liam, Key, Corey, Ambrose, Keith, and Cydall. I was whining pitifully.

“Pl-please help me. I-i can't stand it anymore. It burns so much.” I cried. Key rushed to me and wrapped me in his arms. I nuzzled my head into his chest. Key smiled as I wrapped around him.

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