Page 68 of Diamond Kisses

Unlike the last time Victor raped me, the blinding hood ensured I watched far too closely. Not having my sight made all my other senses explode.

I felt the man’s heat.

I heard his gasped grunt.

Our skin touched; our bodies merged.

And I didn’t want it.

Stop—

But the man kept pushing me down, forcing me lower and lower—impaling me onto some Master’s erection. Gifting me to someone against my will. Against my knowledge. Against my very sanity.

My body pinched and pained at the invasion.

Not ready.

Not wet.

It hurt.

Everythinghurt.

The scream percolated inside me until it drew blood.

But I didn’t let it free.

I wouldn’t be the reason Peter lost his tongue.

I was stronger than this.

Braver than this.

But…as the unseen man’s thick, hard cock spread and took me, as he groaned as my body unwillingly let him in, as the man forcing me to sit over him let me go…my scream switched into something else.

Something savage and strange.

Brilliant and blinding.

I froze.

I quietened my terror andlistenedinstead of watched.

I listened to his heartbeat, his soul.

And I knew.

I knew who it was.

Iknew,and I was no longer afraid…

Chapter Twelve

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Henri

THE FIRST SENSATION OF A WOMAN’S tight heat around me was worse than all the whippings of yesterday. The lack of wetness; the pinching tightness as someone pushed her down over me.

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