Free Greatest Height (New Adult Biker Gang Romance) (Night Horses MC Book 6) by Sarah Sorana

I was caught. I was trapped below this boy, this… this asshole.
     
    The bile rose in my throat and I could not seem to say anything or do anything.
     
    I could feel myself retreat into my own mind.
     
    If I pretended it wasn’t happening, maybe I could go deep enough into my head that I could just accept this.
     
    I could just accept William’s hand on my breast. His body between my legs.
     
    Or… fuck that.
     
    No.
     
    I was sick of being tossed around, of being used and discarded. I was sick of being told I had no choice, no voice.
     
    Not again.
     
    I knew I couldn’t push William off of me. He was a monster, I could see that now.
     
    His eyes were as cold and as dead as el Jefe’s.
     
    Chad, though… Chad was looking a little uncomfortable.
     
    This may have gone further than Chad expected, or been different from how he pictured it.
     
    He probably figured that I’d just give in and suck their cocks.
     
    Asshole teenage boy bravado.
     
    Not the cold ruthlessness of William.
     
    I could work with that.
     
    Looking over William’s shoulder, I met Chad’s eyes.
     
    “Chad,” I asked, “Are you going to let him rape me?”
     
    He blinked, once, and looked away.
     
    “Chad,” I said, using his name again. “Chad Russell. You smeared dirt on my dress when we were seven. You thought I’d tell the teacher and you cried because you didn’t want to get in trouble.”
     
    He flushed.
     
    I couldn’t tell if it was out of anger or shame.
     
    I had to keep pressing, before William did something to make me stop.
     
    (His hands, his hands were on my thighs, he was being so slow, taking his time, enjoying his power over me.)
     
    “I didn’t tell the teacher, did I?”
     
    I kept my voice low, calm.
     
    The boy nodded, still not meeting my eyes.
     
    “Chad… I’m gonna tell the fucking teacher. I’m going to tell everybody. I’m going to tell them you raped me. I’m going to tell the police and I’m going to tell the biker gang and I’m going to tell your girlfriend,” I said.
     
    William put his hand over my mouth, then.
     
    I bit it.
     
    That earned me a slap, but I didn’t care. I could feel the sting of his hand against my cheek, but I was looking at Chad Russell, the kid I lived three blocks down from.
     
    Everything hurt. My head hurt where I’d fallen and struck it. It hurt more that William was grinding it into the floor, pressing my mouth down hard with one hand, leaning over me and raising his other arm to slap me again if I kept challenging him.
     
    “Get off her,” Chad said.
     
    William turned to look over his shoulder.
     
    “Are you fucking serious, man? You’re letting her get to you?” he asked.
     
    Chad wouldn’t look at either of us.
     
    “She’ll do it. She’ll tell everyone, and we’ll get in deep shit, okay? If my parents hear that there was even a rumor… it’d fuck everything up, okay?”
     
    William snorted.
     
    “Get out of here, I’ll do it myself,” he said.
     
    He was still not looking at me.
     
    If I could get him distracted for just another minute… If I could get his attention completely on Chad…
     
    I held still. I held my breath.
     
    “No, man,” Chad said. “If you keep going, she’ll tell everyone I was in it. Shit, if she’s really with a biker gang now, they’ll fuck us up.”
     
    “You’re a little coward,” William sneered. “I’m not gonna stop my fun because you’re a pussy. Get the fuck out of here.”
     
    As he turned his attention back to me, I struck.
     
    I kicked up with both of my legs, driving my knees into his crotch as hard as I possibly could.
     
    It was his turn for the breath to get knocked out of him, like he’d done to me. Twice.
     
    He clutched his balls and went over sideways.
     
    I scrambled away like a crab before he or Chad could grab me, getting my back to the wall by the door.
     
    “Bitch, bitch, fucking cunt,” William was hissing, grabbing himself and groaning.