“Why are you giving this to me?”
He shoves his hands in his pockets, hiding his balled fists. “Because you didn’t rat out Mordecai. You took your punishment from them. Let them drug you and tie you up. But you never broke.”
Loyalty. A common theme in our world. Some of us pledge it to the wrong people. “Well, I’m not a snitch.”
“Good. But if you ever use that knife on one of us, I won’t hesitate to kill you with it.”
I nod, shocked at this newfound trust between us. Who knew all it would take was letting him carve his name into my thigh after he made me cum so hard I can barely remember my own.
It’s a start, but I need to keep my guard up. They still blame me for what happened with Zeke and Nocturnus. The more that I think about it… I’m starting to believe they have every right to.
She didn’t rat out Mordecai.Or scream for help.
I went in there with every expectation of her putting up a fight. I was going to take pleasure in her resisting me. I had fantasies of her face twisting in horror as I carved my name into her flesh. But she did none of those things. She fucking loved it.
“It’s kind of hard to torture someone who gets off on pain. You should have seen her face… her body. I’ve never seen any woman cum that hard for me.” I chug back a cold bottle of water before pressing it against my heated forehead.
Raithe shrugs. “So she’s a little masochist. So what? Everyone has their limits. We just need to find hers.”
Mordecai nods in agreement but doesn’t look up from his book. “I tried to tell you. She doesn’t fear us. Rich, privileged girls are rarely scared of anything.”
The rage I’ve felt for months since that night of the Winter Solstice Ball has only tripled since I saw her face. “I will breakher. I’ll learn her weaknesses. We just need to find out what will hurt her the most.”
“Maybe she’s a sex addict. Don’t let her cum again. That will be true torture for her,” Mordecai drawls.
“Nah. That’s not it. I’m going to do some digging. Dr. Hall is a fucking liar. She knows that blonde psycho in there is Libra Thorn. Someone wants that girl locked up, and I want to find out who. That will be the fuel we need to start a fire in her.”
Raithe arches an eyebrow at me. “Where’s your knife, Fabien?”
Why is he so fucking astute? “I gave it to her.”
He sucks in a deep breath and bounces out of his chair toward me.
I throw up my hands. “Before you flip the fuck out, it’s not what you think. That fucking orderly is trying to fuck her, and I’m not about to let anyone touch her but us. Not until we’re done. I don’t fucking share my prey with scumbags.”
Raithe walks into me, forcing me back against the wall. “Don’t forget what her family did to us, Fabien. The poison fields… Nocturnus… everything.”
My heart races as he glowers down at me. How could I fucking forget the torment we’ve endured? We almost broke our backs working in those fields and nearly lost our lives at Tenebrose.
I cup his face in my hands, our lips only inches away from each other’s. “I won’t ever forget. It’s just you and me and Mordecai. The only ones I trust. The only ones I don’t fucking hate.”
He nods and angles his head toward mine. I sigh into his mouth as he kisses me. His tongue dances around mine, sending tingles down my spine like little bolts of electricity. I cup his cock through his pants. “I love how fucking hard you get for me.” I breathe in between his kisses.
He moans into my neck. “I want to feel your skin.”
As I slip my hand down his pants and feel the heat of his cock in my palm, I let out a whimper.
“Pull it out so I can watch you play with it,” Mordecai rasps as he finally looks up from his book.
I nudge Raithe back toward the bed until his calves hit the mattress. I yank off his pants before pushing him down.
“Get on your knees,” he commands.
As I lower myself to the floor, my mouth salivates. I shudder as I wrap my lips around his thick cock.
Raithe lets out a deep moan as he leans back against the sheets. “Yeah, just like that. Make me throb.”
I suck him hard, scraping my teeth against his skin as I bob up and down his veiny shaft. I lose myself to him. To the illusion of control. As his cock swells in my mouth, the weight of my demons loosen their grip around my neck.