Better Hide (The Run and Hide Duet Book 2), page 1
Copyright © 2024 by Alina May
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CONTENTS
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Epilogue
Bonus Scene
Acknowledgments
To those who have fantasized about being kidnapped by toxic, red flag men. This one’s for you.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
So my nasty, dirty hoes are back for more, huh? Masochists, lol.
Please be warned this book is dark. There are triggering themes such as non consent, sexy waterboarding, mental torture, manipulation, and many more. The relationships in this book are abusive and manipulative and should not be mimicked in real life.
Non consent is never hot in real life.
Please also note that this story is not meant to be a sexual guide.
Cool. Now that the formalities are out of the way…you ready to escape into some sick, depraved shit? Me too. Let’s go.
Better Run Recap
Mary Jo is living in mediocrity when she’s kidnapped by Jayden and Cole. At first, Jayden took Jo to get revenge on his ex-girlfriend Sage, but he also quickly became obsessed with Jo.
Jayden and Cole play fucked up games with Jo, forcing her to realize she likes the dark side of sex. During her time with them, Jo learns that Jayden and Cole have been sexually abused by Jayden’s step dad, Pat.
Jayden then kidnaps Sage and Jo discovers that Sage fucked Pat as well as sold drugs to Jayden’s mom, causing her to pass away. Jayden kills Sage in front of Jo.
Jo has a miscarriage, forcing the men to take her to the hospital where she escapes. She stays hidden for six months in Texas when the boys find her, carve their initials into her arm, and take her with them.
This story starts immediately after Jayden and Cole find Jo.
1
JO
Hate sex is the best sex you’ll ever get in your life.
Jayden collapses next to me, and I lay panting after yet another orgasm, looking at the chalky ceiling. My mind is a fuzzy mess of endorphins and adrenaline.
Jayden and Cole took me. Again. All of the hate and resentment and fucking loneliness over the last six months has come roaring back. The feelings rush through my veins like boiling water.
I can’t believe they found me. They found me and took me. Again.
The smell of sweat and spearmint fills the room, and a mix of adrenaline and heat rushes through me again. It makes my clit throb.
Cole heaves his body off the bed. I watch as his big form moves to the dresser, clicks on a small lamp, and grabs a pill bottle out of his bag. I can’t help but stare at him while he moves. His muscles catch the shadows, and he looks more tan than I remember.
Cole brings the pill bottle and a water bottle back to me.
“Here.” He shakes one out and hands it to me.
I blink and sit up. The pill looks tiny in his huge hand.
They’re giving me pills again. I flashback to the drugged pancakes and can almost taste the bitter syrup. Oh fuck no, this isn’t happening again.
Cole lifts an eyebrow. “Take it, Jo.”
My throat tightens, and I glare at him.
Jayden sits up next to me. His arms look dark in the low light and are covered in tattoos. He lowers his head beside mine and whispers low into my ear, “I would take great pleasure in forcing that pill down your pretty little throat.” Jayden’s hand traces up my bare arm, whispering around the base of my neck, causing goosebumps to prickle along my skin. “Maybe wash it down with a bit of cum, hmmm? You cry such delicious little tears when you panic.” His fingers brush the side of my neck.
I shiver.
Cole grabs my hand and forces the pill into my palm. He winks. “Remember. We don’t have to drug you to do what we want with you.”
I shoot a glare at him. “This can’t keep happening.”
“What can’t?” Cole’s blue eyes watch me as I fist the pill.
“Forcing me to do things. Not giving me a say.”
“That’s kind of our thing, little one,” Cole laughs. “But it’s a pain pill. For your arm.”
I glance down at my arm, where they carved their initials into me. It’s been throbbing like a bitch, but the pain has been in the back of my mind while they’ve fucked the shit out of me.
Cole looks sincere, but then again, he always looks sincere. I gaze at the pill in my hand. It does look just like the one he gave me at the cabin for pain, and my arm is hot with pain. Reluctantly, I pop the pill in my mouth. Cole watches my throat bob as I dry-swallow it.
Jayden stands, going to the bathroom. He’s big. Bigger than I remember him being.
I snap my gaze to Cole. “This has to be a two-way street. You can’t just order me around like a dog.”
Cole leans back on the bed, puts his hands behind his head, and watches me with a feline grin. “I can’t?” His earring glints in the low light.
“No!” Both anger and horniness wash through me. How dare he be so attractive? I’d rehearsed everything I’d wanted to say for months. Last time, they took my freedom, my voice, my body.
Not this time. At least, not like they did before.
Jayden comes back, shaking water out of his dark hair. He’s still completely naked, muscled, and covered in dark tattoos, which makes my breath hitch.
I draw in a breath. “I want my phone.”
Jayden barely glances at me. “No.”
Heat rushes over me, and I whirl on Cole. He’s watching me intently.
“You heard the boss man.”
No. I won’t let this happen again. I’m going to take some of my power back.
I dart to my feet, heading for the bag I brought from Rosemary’s house. It’s on the table, right next to Jayden’s.
Faster than I can register, one of Jayden’s hands is on my throat, and the other is behind my head. He slams me against the wall, pinning me there against his solid, naked body. He presses into me, his hand firmly caging my neck.
“Fuck you,” I hiss, struggling against him. “You can’t keep doing this to me.”
“Want to tell me again what I can’t do?” Jayden bites down on my ear—hard. I yelp.
“Because from here, it looks like I can do whatever the fuck I want. And there’s nothing you can do to stop me.” Jayden’s voice is low and rumbly. He pulls back enough to fix his dark eyes on me. There’s a flash of anger, and his voice deepens. “Is this what he did to you?”
Jayden’s hand tightens around my throat, and I cough, grabbing at his hand. I’m confused. “What?”
“The guy you hooked up with.” Jayden’s hand tightens more, and disgust fills his gaze.
My head gets light. Oh shit. The only guy I went on a date with? The one who didn’t even make it past first base?
“I…didn’t…” I claw at Jayden’s hand, but he doesn’t let me go. “We didn’t do anything.”
“I should mark all the places he touched. Remove his touch from your skin.”
Darkness flickers in my vision, and my heart pounds in my ears.
“Did he touch you here?”
My whole body is tingling. Jayden lets up just enough that I suck in a breath, and my skin washes in heat.
Jayden cups my pussy. “Did. He. Touch. You. Here?”
My eyes move slowly. It’s like I
m dreaming and trying to get my body to react. “No.”
“Well, that’s good. For you. I’ve never tattooed a pussy, but I’m not above trying.” Jayden curls his lip. “Where did he touch you?”
I try to unscramble my brain. I don’t even remember.
Jayden squeezes harder, and I gasp.
That’s right. The man pinned my wrists above my head. My eyesight is starting to narrow.
“My wrists,” I try to suck in a breath.
Jayden yanks me forward, and all I can tell is that I’m flying through the air. “Cole, hold her down.”
When I blink a few times, clearing my vision, I’ve landed on my back, and I’m laying on the bed. I scramble to get up, but Cole’s heavy hands land on my shoulders, pinning me back down.
Jayden looms at the edge of the bed, his dick hard again despite having already fucked my throat raw. He grips his cock, jerking himself roughly. “You let another man touch what you knew was ours?”
I try to get up, but Cole just leans into me more. “Daddy’s talking. Listen up.”
Jayden strokes himself harder. “You’re ours, Jo. Ours to torment. Ours to fuck with. Ours to own. No one else fucking touches you.”
The words cause anger to burn through me. “I’m not yours,” I spit.
“No?” Jayden fixes me with a look. “Then prove it. Walk away.” His lips curl up in the tiniest smirk.
His mockery burns under my skin. I do a crunch to get my feet up and over my head, but Cole swings his leg over my hips, sitting on me and pinning my hips down.
“Go ahead. Prove you’re not ours. Leave.” Jayden is slowly stroking himself over my face.
I swipe out at him, but he’s already taking a step back.
Cole chuckles, reaching out and flicking Jayden’s abs. “There. Got him for you, lemon drop.”
“Let me go.” I struggle against Cole, trying to wiggle my hips out from under him. His dick is hard against me, and I eye it. I could punch it to get him off me.
Cole sees what I’m looking at, and he has my hands pinned above my head faster than I can register. “Easy, now. No claws in the Crown Jewels.”
“Fuck you.” I squirm.
Jayden steps closer again. “I don’t know, Cole. Seems like she doesn’t want to leave, does she?”
I snarl at Jayden, wanting him to get close enough so I can bite his dick off.
Jayden smacks my cheek hard enough to make my eyes water. “There’s those pretty tears. Look at you. Helpless as a kitten.” He groans, throwing his head back. His whole body stiffens, and he looks down at me. “You’re ours. You’ll always be ours.”
With a groan, Jayden jacks himself off until he’s spurting hot cum all over my face. Cole shifts his grip, and before I know it, Jayden is coming on my wrists, too.
Jayden makes sure to get every last drop on me, then steps back. “Better hide, kitten or you might never see the light of day again.”
2
JAYDEN
Jo looks so pretty covered in my cum. She’s lying under Cole, seething, jaw clenched, nostrils flaring. She’s so beautiful and feisty.
So utterly fucking stupid.
“Keep her there,” I demand, snatching up Jo’s phone and marching back over to them. Rage courses through me. Jo thought she could let another man touch her.
My legs tremble. I’ve had nightmares for the last six months that someone else would touch her. Hurt her. Take advantage of her. She’s rash and untrained—an easy target. She was a fucking idiot for letting anyone that close.
Only we can be that close. Only we can break her.
“Look at me,” I demand.
“What?” Jo’s gaze snaps from the phone to my eyes. Her eyes are full of challenge and hate, and there’s not the slightest bit of submission in them. Immediately, she looks away again.
I lean down, my words slower. “Look. At. Me. I’m going to take a picture, and you will post it so all your little followers know who you belong to.”
Jo’s eyes flare with anger, and she glares to the side.
“Does someone need a little motivation?” Cole pins Jo’s hands in one of his and reaches down between their bodies. Jo jumps when he tweaks her clit.
“Need me to show you just what he wants?” Cole rubs her firmly, steadily, just how we know she likes it.
“No.”
“C’mon. Give us those eyes. You know we will make you submit anyway, so you may as well give it willingly.”
Jo’s hips buck up, either to get away or to chase the sensation. She’s already swollen and red after hours of fucking, and she’s obviously overstimulated.
Despite the fact I just came, my dick bobs.
“Good girl. What a good fucking girl,” Cole says, and Jo lets out a puff of air. Her back is arched, her eyes are closed, and she’s covered in pearls of cum. She’s beautiful and trapped and ours. Fucking hell.
Jo struggles to get out of Cole’s hold, always fighting, always running.
My dick bobs painfully, even while anger fills me.
“Jo,” Cole tsks. “If you don’t come while watching him, I’ll make you come all night. It’s going to hurt if it doesn’t already.”
Jo moans a little as if in confirmation.
It has to hurt. A pulse of pleasure runs through me.
“Give him those pretty eyes,” Cole croons, continuing to play with her. Her hips buck again, and she glances at him, then down at my waist. Her eyes shift like she’s trying to decide if she’s going to obey.
I stroke my dick. Again. I hope she doesn’t obey. I want to hear her cry and beg under Cole’s fingers until she breaks.
And she will break.
Jo fixes her hate-filled eyes on me for a second, and triumph runs through me.
Then, she closes them.
“Jo,” Cole warns.
“I looked at him, fucker.” Jo squirms.
Cole glances at me.
I want to both laugh and beat her ass. If Jo wants to come all night, she can come all night. I’ll enjoy her misery.
“Fuck you.” Jo explodes, coming on Cole’s fingers while squeezing her eyes shut. Her cheeks are pink, and her lips parted.
“What a naughty girl,” Cole moans. I groan, jerking myself off, coming again, but it’s not satisfying. I shift so I can mark Jo’s wrists again. Where that fucker touched her. The fucker, who should be dead right now. Even more anger fills me.
I snap a few pictures of Jo’s face—bright, flushed, and hot with pleasure and hate. Although, she still won’t look at me.
“Fuck, Jo. We’re going to have so much fun tonight.” Cole rocks against her body, grabbing his dick and coming on her stomach. He groans deeply. “Well, I am. You might beg for the first time in your life.”
I straighten, grab my boxers, and throw them on. Cole is still braced over her, panting.
Jo still hasn’t opened her eyes. “Get fucked, Cole.”
He shudders out a laugh, pulling off her. Finally, Jo opens her eyes and reaches to wipe the cum from her.
“Don’t touch it,” I order, snatching up Jo’s phone. “You want your phone so bad? Use it. Post the picture.”
Jo narrows her eyes.
I find a picture where she’s mid-orgasm, covered in cum, and Cole and I are only visible as shadowed limbs. I send the rest of the images to myself. I turn the phone around. “Post it. With the caption: ‘It’s so good to be owned.’”
Jo glances between us. I shove it into her hands. Cole scoots next to her so he can see what she’s doing.
“To your old account,” I say.
People still think Jo’s missing. The cops still think she’s missing. She’s not missing. Not anymore. It’s time to get them off our asses.
“I don’t…I don’t remember the password.” Jo goes to wipe her wrist, and I arch an eyebrow.
She stops.
“Find it,” I demand.
Jo looks down at her phone. She’s silent for a bit, typing, then there’s soft, familiar music, and she glances back up at me. “This is the song you chose when you posted for me?”
It’s F.Y.B.F. by MC BXB, but Jo plays it anyway—as if I need reminding like I haven’t relentlessly stalked her old account in the last six months just to see her face again.
I glare at her. “Yes?”
She glares back at me. “It’s stupid.”
“For fuck’s sake, Jo.” I shoot her a look. “Just post the damn picture. Put in your caption that you were taking some well-deserved time off.”
