Page 86 of Retribution
“It’ll take a while for the fucker to be found. Lots of mountain lions in these parts,” Brute said. “Don’t think we need to clean up too much.” He chuckled.
“All done,” Pee Wee said as he joined the group.
“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt her. I know she wouldn’t want you to hurt me. I’m her brother’s best friend, for fuck’s sake.” Taylor’s voice echoed desperation and fear.
“Gag the motherfucker,” Cobra gritted.
Pee Wee pulled out a roll of duct tape, tore off a piece, and slapped it across a struggling Taylor’s mouth.
“The asshole just doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up.” Cobra drew forward until he was right next to the fucker’s ear. “You’re nothing but a pathetic piece of shit who preys on women. Well, that’s gonna stop right here and now.”
Cobra pushed Taylor to the ground, and the man tried to scramble away across the dirt when Breaker yanked him back by the hair.
“Hold him down.” Moonlight glinted off the knife’s blade as Cobra pulled it from his pocket. “Strip the fucker from the waist down then pin down his arms and legs.”
Tears streamed down Taylor’s cheeks as he tried to use his body weight to fend off the bikers, but it was futile. His body trembled and was covered in sweat, and Cobra thought the asshole would pass out before the biker even got started.
Cobra drew close then bent down on his knees, and with the knife in his hand, he ran the tip of the blade over the terrified man’s cock.
“This is for Dakota, asshole.”
