“If I get out of here, as you say, that means we won’t get any more time together. I won’t need to retreat to this place when I’m free. Call me mad, but I wish you were real. It’d be nice to have someone to come home to. Your softness is more than enough reason to return. No more loneliness.”

“I’m sure you have someone.” She yawned before closing her eyes.

“No. I haven’t had someone in a long time. Now, I have you. You’re the light at the end of the tunnel that I crave. The only freedom I have is here. Being out and away from here doesn’t seem like something obtainable with the rotation of torture she has. I don’t even know where I am. How can I escape something that I can’t see?”

“What about the future? Can you see that?” She asked wearily. I didn’t know if it was because she feared my response or if it was something else.

“If the world were perfect, I’d see you and me with children. I’ve always wanted to be a father. Hopefully, I’d raise them better than my parents raised me. They chased pipe dreams and killed without purpose. I want more for my children than that. You’d be an exceptional mother, too. We’d teach them how to protect themselves and what love is supposed to look like.”

“Colton, I…”

“You would wear the most beautiful gown to our wedding. I’d want it outside with flowers and nature all around us. You’d tell me you love me. I’d know that our forever began long ago when we first met. The wedding day was just some official thing that needed to happen.”

Zendaya tensed in my arms. “What’d you say?”

“Our forever began when we first met.”

I grew tired again. My eyes were heavy, and I closed them, falling fast asleep. I remembered the shocked expression on Zendaya’s face as I drifted away. What had I said to render her speechless?

ZENDAYA

I groaned, waking up feeling much better than I had in weeks. I didn’t want to move. Strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close. I nuzzled closer and when I smelled fresh soap and fingers gripping my ass. I froze.

“Did you cover us completely with the blanket?” Colton growled.

Panic held on tight as I tried to figure out what to do next. He lay completely unbound on the leather table, holding me in his arms. If I went about this in the wrong way, he would find out the truth, resulting in killing this fairytale and him trying to murder me immediately. I wouldn’t make it easy, but avoiding a scuffle was in our best interest.

“Yes. I was cold.”

Colton chuckled. It was the first time that I’d heard his voice without him being in some kind of pain. “I can think of a few ways to warm you up.”

He rolled me on top of him, raised his head to meet my lips, and completely stole the show. I moaned into his mouth, letting my tongue swipe against his more coarse one.

“I’m glad we’re still here. I’ve missed you and needed even more of your kind of healing.” He whispered against my mouth. “Why don’t you move this blanket so I can see you?”

“Shh…” I pressed my finger against his lips. “Stay with me.”

The vial of drugs was on the floor, but I didn’t want to take the chance of moving too far away from him. I needed his mind focused, and there was only one way to do that. If I could get him back to sleep…

“Where are your clothes?”

Hang drying, but I couldn’t say that. “I guess you didn’t want me to have any on.”

His hands slipped into my panties where he found me wet and willing. Traitorous body of mine was game to coupling with Colton. He’d been touching me all night. I’d fallen asleep in his arms and thought all the groping was another dream. I’d slept too long. That’s why I was in this conundrum. I wasn’t a fool. I understood that spending all this time with him had mixed up the mission with my own needs and desires. If I could get out of this alive, I’d need to put some space between me and Colton.

He ripped my panties free and parted my thighs. His fingers caressed my clit until I was panting and gripping him, hoping that he wouldn’t stop.

Zendaya, focus.

I tried to gather myself. Turn my desire cold, but he spanked my pussy like I’d done something bad. I had, but he didn’t know that. I coated his hand with my juices, slick with my unquenched need for him, proof that I wasn’t immune to him. While I’d been in his head all the time, he’d gotten inside mine too. Making false promises and melting my resolve against him. This had to end.

He stroked the sensitive bud, taking me to the edge at the same time that I felt him entering me.

No!

I opened my mouth to scream, but his hand circled my neck and he moved his other to guide my hips to his. Filled to the brim and quivering from the tug of war on my emotions. This was bad. So fucking terrible. He felt amazing inside me as if this was exactly how it was supposed to be. On top of him, connected in this way, I felt more complete than ever before. Colton felt like he belonged to me and me to him. My fangs lengthened, sealing my fate. I needed him, craved for him to finish this thing he’d started.

“Ride, Zendaya.” His commanding tone had me moving like he wanted, a slave to his desires.