Page 20 of Angel Unchained

Knox

For the next three days, I avoided Samantha as well as I could in our tiny cell, which seemed to only grow smaller each hour. I welcomed the rounds of beatings from my tormentors. Each lash, each punch or cut reminded me not to yield. Not to give these bastards what they want.

“All this can end,” they taunted. “Just breed with her.”

I spat in answer, right between his bulging eyes. The guard shoved a blade into my side. I gritted my teeth from the pain and wait for the next blow. Their jeers and chants faded against their torture.

“Mate with her, Barbarian.” They jab metal rods under my nails, then lash at my chest with whips that cut deep into my skin. When their arms grow tired, they shove me into the showers to wash, but I can barely stand.

Next I’m thrown back into the cell.

Their words repeating in my mind all day and all night when they weren’t beating me. I can’t let them win. Can’t give in.

When Samantha came near me with concern etched on her pretty face, I shook my head.

“Don’t.”

She bit her lip, staying away from me.

Good.

I was damaged. Broken. And I still wasn’t sure that she wasn’t working for the Roulex.

“I’ll be fine,” I muttered. “Just need sleep.”

I let my body fall into the unconscious sleep of my people for deep, quick healing. The walls of the cell faded around me and I entered a dream sleep.

Less than an hour later, my balls ached so much I wanted to plow into Samantha’s lushness over and over until we both orgasmed. But I couldn’t. Doing so would give the Roulex exactly what they wanted. I would not endanger my future child like that.

And when they figured out the concoction that would make me fuck their female, they’d bring more for me to breed. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if they mounted me on a wall and pumped me daily for more to freeze away at another date.

I gritted my teeth, pushing away from her as gently as I could with a hard-on and stood. I needed answers and now. Anger sparked in my chest. “What did they do to you?”

“Gave me some kind of shot with a thick needle.” She paled. “Oh God, they didn’t inject me with some kind of gross, alien DNA, did they? Am I going to start growing scales?”

“No, I don’t think that is possible. How do you feel now? Any different?”

She bit her lower lip and my balls tightened. “Um… like I’m… horny.”

“What?” I drew back.

Her inhale of breath accented her breasts beneath the thin fabric of her prison shirt. Images of my mouth licking those nipples until each was a stiff peak had my cock stiffening. But panic rose hard and fast and I backed away from her.

Her bright eyes followed me then her gaze drifted up to my horns, and she turned a lovely shade of pink. “No, not horns.” She licked her lips and a spike of lust washed over me. “I-I want to be with you. Like I’m in heat or something. Which is ridiculous because I’m human. We don’t go into heat.”

I couldn’t answer her. If I gave voice to my thoughts, I’d be on the other side of the cell with her making her mine.

“What is happening to me?” A sob tore from her throat and I nearly gave in to the desire to hold her in my arms. “What did they do?”

My feathers ruffled at the fear in her voice. I wanted to protect her, but I couldn’t. The drive inside me and her was pushing us together and damn the consequences.

“Please, Knox, just tell me.”

I squeezed my eyes shut briefly. Hoping against hope that there was a way out of this where we could both survive. Where she wouldn’t bear my children and endure watching them suffer and be tortured. No, I couldn’t do that. I’d give the Roulex whatever they wanted and the bastards knew that.

I opened my eyes and squeezed my hands into fists, banging my head against the stone wall behind me.

“Stop that, you’re scaring me.”

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