The Rise (The Kings and Gods #3)

Chapter 26

Lana

The trip to New York was amazing. I couldn’t thank Hunter enough for what he did for me. Seeing that little girl was almost too much for me to handle. It was nice to see her happy and listen to her talk. It made me rethink things in my life. Then when he gave the ring? I almost lost it. I’m not that girl. I’m the girl who needs to be strong and hold her head high, just like Hunter has taught me to be.

“On your knees,” Hunter demands. I shake my head. He steps closer to me, my breath catching in my throat. “Are you telling me no?”

“I’m not doing it, Hunter.” The sick smile that crosses his face causes my stomach to tumble inside me.

“You want to try again?” he asks, but I shake my head once more. Then he moves, lunging for me, wrapping his arms around me before I get the chance to run. I kick and scream, trying to get him to let me go, but he’s too strong. Before I know what’s happening, I’m shoved against the wall, my back bouncing off the wall when Hunter moves in.

He grabs my hands and tries to jerk them above my head, but I fight him. I pull away and almost fall, but I catch my balance before I take off running. Hunter laughs darkly before I hear his boots hitting the floor behind me. When I reach the door, I quickly type in the code before shoving it open. The cool air hits my naked flesh as I take off running through the trees. The twigs cut the bottom of my feet, but I don’t stop running.

“Oh, little rebel. You think you can hide from me?” he calls out. I try to slow my breathing so he won’t hear me as I tip-toe through the trees. I’m about to start running again when I hear the branches snap, and I know he’s close. I glance around, trying to see what I can before I turn and run. I don’t make it far. Hunter grabs me from behind, knocking me to the ground with an ‘oomph’, the air leaving my lungs.

“I didn’t do shit, Hunter!” I scream at the top of my lungs.

“Yeah, you keep saying that, but I say otherwise.” The growl that leaves his throat causes bumps to form on my flesh. He isn’t joking. He’s actually mad.

I try to pull myself out from under him, but he’s too strong.

“All you’re doing is cutting up your skin, Lana!”

“Then let me go,” I yell back at him. He chuckles darkly but doesn’t let me up.

“Maybe this is your punishment. Would you like that? To spend the fucking night out here?” I shake my head. There’s no way I’m spending the night out here.

“Hunter, I didn’t do anything,” I tell him once more. He isn’t hearing it. When Hunter’s mad, he’s pissed.

“If you were smart, you’d shut up, Lana.”

“What if I’m not smart?” I smart off to him. His breath dances over my flesh before I feel his lips on my skin. Then he sinks his teeth into my shoulder, and I scream for the whole world to hear.

“Try again, little rebel.” In seconds, Hunter climbs off me and rolls me over. The leaves and brush scratch my skin, causing me to wince.

“This hurts, Hunter.”

“That’s the point, Lana. What the fuck were you doing?”

“I wasn’t doing anything! I came out, and he was there. I didn’t do it on purpose, and besides, they’ve seen me naked before!”

“That’s when I wanted them to. I didn’t say you could walk around Chaos fucking naked!” One of his hands slides between us, cupping my pussy roughly in his hand. “Who’s pussy is this?” he asks through gritted teeth.

“Yours.”

“And who the fuck am I?”’

“Hunter! That hurts!”

“Who the fuck am I, Lana?”

“My God! You’re my God.”

“And who the fuck do you obey?” he yells at me.

“You!” His hand moves from my pussy to my throat, wrapping around tightly. I gasp for air, but it doesn’t help. He’s stealing it all, taking it away from me. I reach up and claw at his hands, but he moves, lifting me off the ground by my neck. When he finally eases his grip, I can breathe again. He walks me back through the trees and back inside the building.

“You want everyone to look at your body, Lana? Is that what you want?”

“No.”

“Lies, Lana. You’re lying to me right now.” He pulls me across the room toward a chair in the corner. It looks like the chair he used before, but this time, there is more than one vibrator. I put my feet down and try to get away but Hunter’s hold is strong.

“Please, Hunter. Don’t do this,” I almost beg, trying to get him to stop. He doesn’t. He ignores me and nods toward Hoax. He comes toward us, grabbing one of my arms and wrenching me away from Hunter’s body. Then they both force me onto the chair, Hunter bending down to position the vibrators where he wants them.

“Sit,” he orders, but I shake my head.

“No. That’s too much, Hunter.”

“It’s not enough. If I could, I’d stick one in every one of your holes,” he growls at me.

“Hunter,” I say once more. Still nothing. He’s angry, and this is my punishment. Hunter grabs my hip roughly in his hand and sets me down. I cry out because there’s no lube or anything as the vibrators thrust into me.

Hunter ignores my cries before he leans back down and turns them on while Hoax ties me down. As soon as they start, I whine.

“You wanted everyone to see you, right? Now they can all watch you come until I decide you have enough.” Hunter turns to walk away just as Rylan, Silas, and the girls walk in. Tamsyn’s eyes find mine for a brief second before she pulls them away. The vibrators do what they’re supposed to do as orgasm after orgasm rips through my body.

I watch Hunter and the guys talking across the room as I pant for air. It’s too much. Everything with him is too much.

“What did you do?” Silas asks as Angel hangs off his side.

“Nothing.”

“Tell the truth, Lana!” Hunter yells across the room.

“I didn’t do anything!” I yell back. Silas chuckles, but Angel looks apologetic. The two of them walk back over to the table and sit down when Hunter walks over.

“You’re not ready to admit what you’ve done?”

“I didn’t do anything. I didn’t know they were here.”

“You knew Hoax was here,” he counters, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Hoax sees me naked all the time, Hunter.” He raises an eyebrow and looks at me.

“Does he?”

“You le-” I can’t even get the words out as another orgasm tears through me. I whimper as Hunter watches me.

“When you’re ready to admit you fucked up, I’ll let you up.”

“I didn’t fuck up,” I whine this time. Hunter turns to walk away, but I can’t take anymore. My muscles ache, and I feel like I’m on the verge of passing out. Maybe that’s what he wants me to do. Maybe he wants me to pass out. Just as my muscles begin to lock up once more, I yell for him.

“Fine! I fucked up! Just make it stop, Hunter,” I beg him. He turns back to me and unties my hands and feet, but he doesn’t let me stand until the last orgasm hits me. He watches my body tremble as tears roll down my cheeks. He leans down and shuts off the vibrators before lifting me off them. I can’t stand on my own. My legs quiver, threatening to give out on me, when Hunter scoops my naked body into his arms and carries me across the room.

He nods toward Rylan, who passes him a blanket he drapes over me. My eyes are heavy and slowly fall closed as the guys talk around us.

I can vaguely feel Hunter carrying me to our room and laying me in the bed. I feel the blanket pull up over me, but I can’t force my eyes to open. Feeling the bed shift next to me, I know Hunter’s getting in bed.

His arms wrap around me, and he leans in near my ear to whisper, “I love you, little rebel.”