I’d never call the vampire my master again.
She nodded. “Good. Can we access his private chambers?”
I pushed an unsteady hand to my forehead. Whatever she was planning didn’t bode well. But I’d been a sheep for so long I no longer had the right to be the wolf. For the moment I’d go along with her plans.
I nodded. “Yes. He trusts me.”
Why wouldn’t he? I’d cooperated in every way to ensure my survival. It was a bitter pill to swallow. “I can freely enter.” Though there’d be consequences I didn’t want to think about if our escape failed.
She blew out a slow breath. “Good. I have a plan.”
Chapter Six
Alexander
Ifollowed Maya intothe bathroom, my stare meeting hers in the reflection of the mirror. Her beautiful emerald eyes flashed with defiance even as she chewed her lower lip. “We need something to break the glass.”
I nodded. I’d come too far to back down now. I was only glad the vampire had allowed my one vanity of having a mirror while there were no ‘playthings’ around. Of course, the mirror would be taken away the moment the vampire wasn’t wholly fixated on his latest prize.
I grabbed the nearest hanging towel, wadded it behind my elbow and lifted my arm, thrusting it back. My elbow thudded against the towel. A satisfying crack sounded and I let my arm fall away, the towel dropping to the floor.
The splintered glass made us look like some kind of hall-of-mirrors trick, distorted, almost manic.
Our appearance was the least of our problems.
Maya retrieved the towel and gently pried off a piece of glass shaped like a spearhead. “Perfect,” she whispered, voice awed. She looked up at me. “Now we enter your master’s chambers.”
“He’s not my master anymore,” I said, voice low.
She smiled, warmth for a moment superseding her rebellion. “I’m glad.”
We stood still, staring at each other. Her mouth parted in a slow smile, her skin flushing. When she darted her tongue out and touched her lips, I suppressed a groan and forced my mind out of the gutter. Except my cock thickened to bursting and the air fairly crackled with intensity and repressed sexual need.
If—when—we made it out of here, I’d fuck Maya every which way until she was screaming my name and panting for more. Fuck her until all thoughts of the vampire dimmed into the recesses of her mind. Fuck her until I too forgot about everything but this woman who already crowded my head and had me questioning my morals.
My mouth dried and my voice emerged as a croak. “If you’re thinking of killing him, think again. He hasn’t lived this long by being weak. He’s immortal, a powerful vampire.”