Taker leans up, and they all stop touching themselves. A gleam of hope passes over me until I realize, they’re smiling at each other. “I want her first.” Daze, with a joint in his hand, declares. The stench of weed is overpowering, smoke covering my bed like a swirly fog.

But Kane, the man I masturbated too earlier, the one with a scar across his cheek and the crooked smile of a saint. He holds his hands up to stop them from fighting. “Her cunt will still be tight when we get to her boys, let taker claim her cherry.”

They groan in protest. “I want it.” They all sneer.

“I want to claim her innocence more than any of you, but I’m the leader and I’ll be patient. We drew names, and you know the rules.” There are rules to this sick shit?

Kane stalks over to me, a tower of a man. “Who do you want to break you, Mace?”

I whimper under his touch. I want to scream him, because if it’s going to happen at least let me do it with someone I’m familiar with. But these men had a plan when they broke into my home. They lined up ready for the taking. They probably flipped a fucking quarter over my body.

Now, they want my virginity. Kane doesn’t have any patience, he exits the room, returning with a glass of water. The fucker went into my cupboard and picked out my favorite glass.

“Drink.” He orders. “Taker move.”

I turn my head. “I’m not taking anything from you!”

His fingers grip my chin, painfully. He holds his hand over my mouth, using his index and thumb to cover my nose. I nearly pass out, but as he releases, I gasp for air.

A plunge of bitter, disgusting water coats my tongue as he pours the liquid down my throat.

“You drugged me!” I choke, tipping my head as far as it will go. They all seem to enjoy watching me choke. Shit.

He laughs, “That’s the least of your worries tonight, sweetheart.”

“Besides,” I flinch as Kane climbs back onto my bed. “It’s crushed up pain meds, you’ll need them since you’re a virgin.” He growls, his eyes growing hungry.

He waits, acting like a saint. “I’m not saying thank you.”

His hand rears back, and the thought of another hit makes me cringe. “Thank you!” I scream.

Spreading my legs as far as he can, he smiles as he looks at my pussy. “I’ll make her wet.”

“No, I’ll never get wet from this!”

His hands are so large, so calloused. They cover my entire stomach as he places them on me. “Your mind may betray me, but your body won’t. I can promise you, in a few minutes I’ll have you fucking sopping.”