Chapter 137

"Perhaps we should use the slave for its purpose," one of them offered wickedly. "Perhaps it would be a good lesson for Damien and his Brothers to learn to share."

They laughed at how fun that would be. Their Mistress had said not to touch me, but no one was here right now. Making Damien angry would be enjoyable.

I tried to rise and was pushed forward. One of the men grabbed my breast and squeezed. Reacting like my Warriors were trained to, I balled a fist and slammed it into his face. It didn't faze him at all.

The man before me laughed at my attempt and nearly knocked me out with a swift blow to the head. As I staggered dizzily another of them landed a sharp punch on my protruding belly. Screaming, I wrapped my arms around my unborn to protect her.

"Unless you want more of that, you will do what we say," the leader growled.

Before I had my balance back the men had me bent over the back of a chair in the room. My big belly was pressed hard into the