TW: Nonconsensual sex/Rape

Silas

She whimpers beneath me, clawing at the sheets like a trapped animal.

"S-Sir, it hurts," Jolene chokes out, her voice weak. Useless.

I slam into her harder, fisting her thin hair and shoving her face into the pillow. "Shut the fuck up."

Two blue pills have my cock stone-hard, throbbing with a fury I haven't been able to purge since my son vanished off the face of the earth.

Jolene's body is barely there—just skin, bones, ...