Angel

Chapter 31

Mattie

My head was pounding as I tried to sit up. "Hey there, not so fast," a feminine voice said as soft hands pressed on my shoulders. "Let me get the doc before you try running a marathon."

I grunted, "Run nothing, I just want the license of the truck that ran over me."

She laughed, "Don't we all, koibito. Hang on." I felt her hands move as she went to the door and hollered, "Hey doc, she's awake."

Heavy footsteps came into the room and the lights went out. "Thank you," I muttered.

"Of course, Ms. Theriot. Light sensitivity isn't uncommon with concussions. Luckily, yours is mild. You should be good as new in a few days, but if you notice any nausea or severe dizziness, let me know immediately," the man that I assumed was the doctor said. "Now, I know this won't be comfortable, but I do need to check your vitals and get a peek under those eyelids."

"Of course," I muttered. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in a rather small and sterile-looking room. I didn't see any windows, and the guys were nowhere to be seen.

"So what do you remember from the accident, Ms. Theriot?" he asked as he checked my eyes, then took my pulse.

"Accident? Um, well. The last thing I remember was getting into the car to go to the airport," replied.

He made a noncommittal sound, "Not uncommon. I'm sure it will all come back in a day or two. Now, I'll leave you with Ms. Kimura. She'll make sure you get where you need to go."

"Wait, um, doctor, where is my family, my daughter?" I asked. He just gave me a blank look and left.

I turned to the dark-haired girl who looked just as confused as me. She raised her hands and shrugged, "No clue, koibito. They just told me to watch over you."

"Who are they?" I asked. She just shook her head, a panicked look filling her eyes.

****

After a few hours, the dark-haired girl sat up from her chair, looking at her phone. "Okay, time to go koibito."

She started pulling me from the bed and led me down a hall ignoring every time I asked where we were going. It didn't take long for me to realize I wasn't in a hospital, but some kind of large residence. The further we walked the more my stomach knotted. She stopped in front of a heavy door and knocked. "Delivery," she chirped when a large, heavily armed man opened the door, then handed me off to him. "Good luck," she whispered and quickly made her way down the hallway, not looking back.

Trigger Warning: sexual assault; forced drug use; non-con

The man looked down at me and his stone solemn face broke into a terrifying grin as he pulled me inside. "Hey man, got something you might want to see," he hollered as we entered a hazy room. The smoke hung so heavy in the air I thought I would get a contact high from one breath.

I squinted as a tall man stepped through a doorway, the backlight making it difficult to see his features clearly. "Well fuck me," he chuckled, "If it ain't our little Angel all grown up." He stepped closer and I drew in a terrified breath. "Did you miss your Rico, Angel?" The man holding my arm shoved me toward Rico and I squeaked in surprise as I fell against him.

No, no, no, I kept saying in my mind. If Rico's here then that means...

"We missed you, Angel. Boosts dropped bad after you ran off, baby," he cooed as he ran his hands through my hair, his rings tugging at strands. "You grew up good, baby." His tongue darted across his lips as his eyes scanned my body. "Can't tell you how surprised I was when they said you were comin back. Hell, I think we should have a party to celebrate. What do you think, Jake? You up for a party?"

 Jake laughed, "Yeah, boss, and I got just the thing." He held up a small vial and grinned, his grills flashing in the light. I started to struggle in Rico's grasp, but he just squeezed tighter. "She's a fighter," Jake laughed, "that'll be entertaining." They dragged me toward the room Rico had come out of and together they pinned me onto the bed. Rico lifted my hands above my head, quickly cuffing them to the frame while Jacob slipped off my shoes and grabbed my foot. He held me tight and then I felt a sharp pain between my toes followed by the euphoric rush of the drug as I moaned.

Rico rubbed my face, kissing my neck, "That's it, Angel, just relax. We're gonna make you feel so good, baby." My tongue felt heavy as I tried to protest when Jake began pulling off my jeans and panties. Rico's switchblade gleamed as he cut through my blouse and bra, the blade just grazing along my skin, but not quite drawing blood. I let out a loud moan as I felt Rico push my legs apart and begin to thrust his fingers into me. "Such a sweet little pussy, Angel. It's gonna look so good around my cock," he chuckled.

Jake stood next to the bed stroking himself as Rico's fingers pumped and curled in me, the drugs stole my own control and my body responded with an orgasm. "Good girl," Rico growled. I heard Jake grunt and felt his cum hitting my chest as I whimpered.

Rico ran his cock along my pussy, his dark skin contrasting my pale. "When we get you back to Cali, Angel, we're gonna ruin you, baby," he growled as he started pumping his cock and squirting all over me. He swiped his fingers through his cum and pushed it in my mouth, then patted my cheek, "Rest baby, it's gonna be a long night," he said, then groaned as they released me and I fell onto the bed, unable to move or talk.

They both got cleaned up. "Let her lay there. We need to find Tino and see what's happening tonight," Rico muttered.

Jake leaned over and flicked my nipple making me moan. "Yeah, she's gonna be fucked up for a while with the dose I gave her. Might make for some fun after dinner," he chuckled.

"Fuck that. She can be dinner," Rico laughed as they left me lying in a pool of cum, hands still cuffed to the bed.