Love Unbreakable

Be On The Verge Of Despair Raegan's head throbbed where her hair had been ruthlessly grasped, and a hand clamped over her mouth stifled her cries.

The pain was too intense for her to utter a sound.

Eventually, the assailant halted.

A rag was roughly thrust into Raegan's mouth, and her wrists were bound tightly with a thick rope.

Shadow shrouded the man before her, his eyes gleaming with a lewdness that sent shivers down Raegan's spine.

It was only then that Raegan realized she wasn't alone with the assailant.

There was another.

In the dim light of the moon, she recognized them as the ones who had harassed her in the daytime.

Fear seized her.

The man who had previously feigned kindness now leaned in close, his voice a disturbing whisper.

"Don't be scared, little girl.

I've no desire to harm you.

Comply, and I'll ensure you're well looked after." The other man wore a far more menacing look, brandishing a sharp Swiss Army knife with a threatening snarl, "Defy us, and I won't hesitate to mar that pretty face of yours." The chill wind whipped around Raegan, tossing her hair wildly as her complexion turned ashen with terror.

"Did you hear that?" the man with the dagger questioned, his lecherous gaze roaming unchecked over Raegan's ample bosom.

Regaining her composure, Raegan could do nothing but nod continuously while a visible shiver ran through her body.

The terror within her was so overwhelming, it rendered her thoughts incoherent.

Noticing her fright, the two men’s wariness diminished considerably.

They believed that wielding their daggers wasn't necessary to intimidate fragile young girls like Raegan.

With a grin, one man caressed Raegan's soft cheek, murmuring, "Such a good girl, indeed.” "Enough, Silas, we should get moving.

My patience is wearing thin,” the other grumbled, his rough exterior starkly evident as he began to disrobe.

The sight of Raegan earlier had ignited an impatient lust within him.

They had been unable to shake Raegan's attractive image since they spotted her at noon.

It was only because of Silas' keen observation, noticing the man Raegan had argued with lingering nearby, that they had bided their time.

Eventually, these two men had slipped away from their group and trailed Raegan up the mountain, stealthily waiting for the moment to pounce.

Silas, observing the other's scant attire of just shorts, let out a laugh and playfully chided, "Neal, you're in quite the hurry.

Try not to scare the little girl.” Neal responded with a chuckle, "Think she's startled by this? Just wait.

There's scarier stuff on the way.” Raegan, witnessing Neal's advance, violently shook her head and wept, as though she were desperate to convey a message.

This piqued Silas’ curiosity.

Neal, suggesting, "Hold

she has to say.” Impatient, Neal spat out a curse, “What's gotten into you? Quit dragging this out.”

are out

for her.” With those words, Silas moved closer to Raegan, crouched

and I'll

beneath Silas’ mild exterior lurked the most indecent of

kind soul

came through tear-stained eyes,

her mouth, Neal gripped the dagger, his vigilance etched into his stern

so intimidating that any scream from her would prompt

to steady herself, Reagan whispered through her tears, "Sir,

Very compliant.

Please don't hurt me.

Spare me.

I'll do whatever you ask.” Her quivering, tearful voice caused both

was such

voice was so appealing that they

mere thought of her screaming excited

face with a lewd smile, saying,

you comply, you

his hand trailed

touch felt like venomous

her

pleaded, "Sir, can we not do here?" Silas cast a wary

still trembling, "The

noticed her feet were

was indeed strewn with

impatient, gripped Raegan by the collar, exclaiming with annoyance, “You're

that, he hauled Raegan

tears flowed as she implored in a hushed tone, “Neal, please,

Don't pull me.

ground is

can walk on my own." Her gentle voice caused Neal

about being called by name by a lovely, melodious voice that everyone found

and instead gestured toward a clearing, instructing tersely,

is biting.” He took off his pants, and the mountain's drastic shifts in temperature from day to night had him

and advanced, keeping her hand struggling against the

had secured earlier wasn't too tight, and her

submissively, using the veil of night to fully free herself from

In a

“Impressive.

he roughly seized Raegan's hair, his voice

on, make it

patience..." "Alright, Neal," Raegan agreed without a second thought, an undertone of eagerness in her

eyed her with

before he could discern her true intentions, a searing agony erupted

What have you done?”