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Chapter 10
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2026-10-05 17:31:19Jax grinned, a cruel glint in his eyes as he unzipped. “Open up, princess. Let’s see how well you can please us.”
He leaned forward, shoving himself toward her face without warning. For a split second, Lydia’s mind screamed—not a thought, but a pure instinct. Her jaw clamped shut, and she bit down with every ounce of strength she had left.
“God—!” Jax yelped, recoiling instantly. He stumbled back, clutching himself, his face contorting in pain. “You little bitch! You actually bit me!”
“She’s got teeth after all,” the scarred man laughed, though there was a edge of irritation in his voice. “I told you she was feisty.”
“I’ll rip your tongue out for that!” Jax spat, his face flushing red with anger. He stepped back toward her, his hands balled into fists.
He lunged forward, his hand connecting with her cheek in a stinging slap that made her head snap to the side. “You think that’s funny? You think you’re tough?”
“She’s gonna regret that,” the scarred man said, stepping up beside Jax. He grabbed Lydia’s hair, pulling her face upward so she had to look at him. “You bit him, princess. Now we’re gonna make sure you can’t use that mouth for anything else.”
The man who had been holding her legs stood up, his eyes dark. “Maybe we should just skip the talking and get to it. She clearly needs to be taught a lesson.”
“I agree,” the dagger man said, stepping closer. “She needs to learn that biting back only makes it worse.”
Jax rubbed his jaw, his eyes locked on Lydia’s bloodied lip.
“You’re gonna wish you’d kept your mouth shut,” Jax hissed, his voice trembling with rage. He grabbed her chin with both hands, squeezing her jaw until she winced. “Since you like using your teeth so much, let’s see how you handle this.”
He shoved his hand into her mouth, his fingers forcing her jaw open wide. Lydia tried to clamp down again, but the man holding her hair yanked back, stretching her neck painfully and making it impossible to get leverage.
“Hold her still!” the scarred man commanded.
The two hulking figures moved in instantly. One pressed his forearm against her throat—not enough to choke her, but enough to make every breath a struggle—while the other pinned her shoulders against the cold stone.
“Now,” Jax said, a sick grin spreading across his face as he leaned back in. “No more biting.”
He pressed himself against her lips, forcing his way in.
Lydia’s eyes went wide, her muffled screams dying in her throat as he forced himself past her lips. The taste was sickening—salt and sweat and the raw smell of him. She tried to turn her head, to fight the intrusion, but the man’s forearm on her throat made every movement a desperate struggle for air.
“That’s it,” Jax groaned, his eyes closing as he pushed deeper. “Take it like a good little girl.”
“Look at her,” the scarred man said, leaning in close to watch. “She’s shaking like a leaf.”
The man pinning her shoulders pressed down harder, his weight crushing her into the stone. “She’s not just shaking, she’s fighting. But she can’t do nothing about it.”
Lydia’s vision began to darken at the edges.
“Keep her head back,” the scarred man ordered, his voice rough. “I want to see her eyes when this happens.”
Jax gripped her hair tighter, pulling her head back until her neck arched painfully. He pushed himself harder against her mouth, his movements crude and relentless. Lydia’s muffled cries were nothing but vibrations against his skin, her throat working desperately for air that wouldn’t come. The wolfsbane made her limbs feel like they were made of lead, but the fire in her chest—the pure, burning hatred—was the only thing that felt real.
“She’s getting quiet,” the man pinning her shoulders noted, a cruel chuckle escaping him. “Maybe she’s finally breaking.”
“She ain’t broken yet,” Jax said through gritted teeth, his face flushed. “She’s just learning.”
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