Chapter 24

Ice stepped out into the night and looked around. The feeling that he was being watched had been increasing steadily since the quads turned two. The first time Ice had felt like someone was watching him was shortly after Snow’s death. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find any evidence of watchers. Still…

He ran a hand through his long hair. Aaron had been pressuring him lately to have another child. To be perfectly honest Ice had five children too many. Not that he would ever tell Aaron that.

Ice’s relationship with Onyx was complicated. The human wanted to be friends or perhaps more than friends, but Ice wasn’t comfortable having Onyx around. He could still remember what their time together was like and he didn’t like the idea of having sex with someone he’d been compelled to screw. Ice felt that compulsions could linger in a person’s mind so that he couldn’t be sure that Onyx’s feelings were genuine. Ice turned to go back inside.

 

Ice woke with a killer headache. He opened his eyes but couldn’t see because of the blindfold. A piece of duct tape prevented Ice from screaming. A quick tug of his wrists revealed that he was handcuffed. He took an experimental sniff of the air. There were three vampires in the room with him, all male.

Hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him onto his feet. The same hands shoved him so he was bent over a sofa. The back dug painfully into Ice’s groin. While one set of hands pinned him in place a second set took a knife and began cutting his clothing off of him. Ice held perfectly still as he felt the kiss of steel along his skin. Any movement he made would result in blood being spilt. The hands jerked his damaged clothing out from under him so Ice was bent naked over the sofa back. The second set of hands grabbed his left arm and held him down while the first did the same to his right arm.

The third man grabbed his backside and shoved a knee between Ice’s legs forcing them apart. Something hard probed between Ice’s legs searching for an opening. The stranger thrust into Ice forcefully. The hands gripped him tightly while their owner raped Ice. After what seemed like forever the hands released him and the stranger pulled his spent penis out.

The hands pulled Ice to his feet and dragged him out of the room. Ice stumbled along the stone floor, wondering what was happening to him. A door opened and Ice was shoved into a room hard enough to send him to his knees. His hands were freed and the door shut firmly behind his captors. Ice removed his blindfold and gag with trembling hands.

He buried his head in his hands and wept. Nothing in his life had prepared him for what had just happened. His insides felt bruised from the force of the assault.

When he could no longer summon tears, he looked around the room. There was a coffin, a toilet and a fridge. The fridge was stocked with enough plasma juice to keep him alive for months. The thought of being here for months overwhelmed Ice with fresh despair.