THEIR CAPTIVE

CHAPTER 27

10 years ago

Ronan, 25

2 days later

Shrugging my bloody jacket, I went straight to the shower area.

I dragged my body to move around the cabin despite the exhaustion heavily weighing me down.

It's been a fucking long week since the mission I was sent to. The German soldier is one tough fucker to catch since he's under the protection of the colonel and it took days to break him.

The crimson on my hands, stained all over me is how I prolonged his torture until he was begging for death.

The sight of gore and cut flesh wants me to fuck someone so bad and I might have done exactly that if it weren't for Roman insisting I return to the cabin quickly.

In the middle of a snowstorm which I waited for 24 hours to ebb.

I'm not sure what he's on this time but it better be good.

These last days had been really tough and all I wanted was to bury myself into a warm, wet pussy and stay there for however long I liked.

It didn't help that the fight between the Germans and Russians became more heated at the sudden disappearance of the colonel's daughter.

There were various attacks to our base, not even giving me time to jack my dick off. Or rest.

Ah, fuck.

The missing bitch is blamed on us even though we remained clean from that matter. But I do hope that whoever has his hands on the girl will kill her.

No, scratch that, torture her and slit her throat before sending her body back to the colonel just like what the cunt did to Pa. It would be poetic justice.

And it will be good riddance and an ironic revenge against the cunt of a colonel.

Sighing, I gulped the beer in one go before throwing the can in the trash.

It's been a long, long week.

I need to clean myself then probably slumber and wait for Roman. The cabin's empty when I arrived so I guess, he's out hunting.

Cracking my neck, I stripped my clothes and went underneath the shower. A satisfied groan leaving me when hot water sprayed on my body, washing the dried blood from my skin.

For the next minute, I scrubbed and washed myself, watching the water grew red before hitting the tiles.

I furiously rinsed the grit from my skin and when I'm done, I decided to face a second dilemma.

My cock is hard underneath the sprays, neglected for too long.

Ronan junior wants some attention and I decided to give the insatiable fucker some strokes before Roman got back.

With my hands braced on the shower wall, I pumped my dick. Hissing with each up and down movement that had my balls tightening.

Fuck...

However, after several minutes of thrusting on my palm, I can't still come. My balls have long grown achy and I wanted to shoot my load yet my dick refuses to.

I seriously needed to fuck.

Blowing a frustrated breath, I gave up and merely dried myself.

There's light footsteps coming from upstairs, meaning Roman had returned and I needed to get whatever he called me for, over with, so I could finally get some pussy.