Page 368 of Master of My Life

A ripple of desire flooded his body and he kissed her hard on the mouth. “That’s what I want to

hear.”

Sabrina screamed as Terric pounded into her body without mercy. The pain brought tears of pleasure

to her eyes as she gasped for breath. She could feel her Master’s pleasure as he lay beside them,

watching with hungry eyes. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she screamed out again, this time

with her climax. Terric groaned and dug his fingers into her hips. Golden fireworks blinded her and

she flew into the stars, joining with the universe in the ultimate song of all songs . . .

As she floated back down to earth, pain ripped through her body as the golden pleasure melted

away. She’d used much of her powers tonight at the party, and now Damian sought to take the rest. But

he was her Master. It was her pleasure to give him of herself.

Her eyes drifted closed again and she floated again, but not into the universe. To the room where

she’s seen that sad man before.

The man with the black eyes looked up in shock as she stood before him.

“You!” he exclaimed and backed away. “Why do you keep haunting me?”

“Haunt you?”

The man studied her for a long moment. “You’re not Anna.”

“Anna?” The name puzzled her . . . made her feel like she’d forgotten something

important. She slowly shook her head. “No, I’m not Anna. I’m . . .” She hesitated. Who was

she? A name appeared in her mind. “Sabrina. My name is Sabrina.”

“Sabrina . . .” The man sat down hard on the bed that lay along the short wall. He was

quiet for a long moment. “I’m Devin. You’ve come before.”

Sabrina nodded. “I think I did.”

“Why are you here?”

She glanced at the window across the room. Snowflakes drifted past, dancing in the

wind. “I don’t know.” She turned back to the man. “Do you?”

Devin pressed his lips together. “Perhaps for redemption.” He stood and walked to the

window. “Are you real?”

“Am I real?” Sabrina’s brows furrowed. Was she real? What else would she be? “I

suppose I am. Does it matter?”

He still stared out the window. “I’ve been here for years. Living in someone else’s

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