Obsession

Ava drifted.

Then landed.

Someone is holding me down.

Tugging her arms free was a futile endeavor. It was as though thousand-pound stones anchored her wrists.

Hands. Rough and brutal.

“Fuck. She’s already coming out of it.”

“I didn’t want her completely knocked out. It’ll be hard enough getting her out of here if she’s dead weight.”

Ava focused on the second voice. The one she knew. The one belonging to someone who should be protecting her.

Carson.

She opened her eyes as a flash of lightning lit the shadowy bedroom and screamed in terror… a soundless cry that echoed in her head and threatened to explode inside her chest.

“Shh, Ava. Relax and enjoy it,” Judd whispered, laving the tip of her exposed breast with his hot tongue. “Doesn’t this feel good?”

Ava struggled, her gaze zeroing in on her brother. He stood by the door with his back to the bed.

“Carson,” she sobbed. “Carson, help me! Make them stop.”

“Don’t fight them, sis,” Carson advised, glancing over his shoulder at the men hold