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She gave herself a mental shake and focused on his broad back. That helped, but it didn’t block out the sights and sounds. A naked male on her left was bent over a padded bench being paddled by a leather-clad female. On her right a restrained female was being taken by three males all at once.

The sights, sounds, even the smell of sex and sweat made Eden restless and achy. She wasn’t ready to take on three males at once, but what about two? The thought sent a shiver down her spine and filled her mind with erotic possibilities.

They finally reached the far side of the room and Kyrex ordered, “Open the door. I have business inside.”

His sharp tone snapped her back into the moment and cleared her mind of sexual thoughts. The only thing that set this door apart from the others was the guards flanking it. They looked bored and tired, but it took little effort to fire a gun.

“Who the fuck are you?” one of the guards demanded.

“Emperor Jevara requested my assistance. I specialize in this sort of thing.”

The guards didn’t seem impressed by Kyrex’s claims. “That didn’t answer my question,” the leader pointed out. “Name and authorization number.”

“My name is none of your business, but my authorization number is A-D-six-four-four-nine.”

Eden tensed. Had Kyrex just made that up?

The guard checked the code against some sort of database then nodded. “What’s with the pet?”

“She belongs to the prisoner. She claims that he cares about her deeply and will do anything,sayanything to keep her from being harmed. I’ve already enjoyed her pussy and mouth, but I suspect he’ll become very talkative if I threaten to shove my cock up her tight virgin ass.”

The guard leered, running his gaze boldly over her body while he rubbed the front of his uniform pants. “I wouldn’t mind taking a turn. I don’t care which hole I use.”

Kyrex stroked his chin and stared at the guard thoughtfully. “If the prisoner insists on being stubborn, you might get that chance.”

This was a story, she reminded herself. They were playing roles. Even so, her stomach knotted and her mouth went dry. If Kyrex was killed or these guards somehow took control of the situation, the horrors they were describing could easily become reality.

I would never let that happen, bunny, Kyrex assured without shifting his gaze from the guards.

Soothed more by the ridiculous nickname than his other words, she responded,Don’t call me bunny.

His chuckle rumbled through her mind.That’s more like it.

The guard scanned open the door and Kyrex moved into a private playroom. Neloff sat on the floor, his back against the stone wall. He was naked and his entire body was covered with bruises. Lank strands of hair hung down over his face, yet the basic shape of his features was still visible. She gasped and covered her mouth, tears instantly blurring her vision. His handsome features were distorted by swelling and abuse. His nose was clearly broken and one eye was swollen shut.

“I told you not to come,” he growled out, the words garbled and harsh.

It made more sense for her to respond. Kyrex wasn’t supposed to know him. “Of course I came. Nothing could have kept me away.”

He shook his head and turned his body as far away from her as the chain around his neck allowed.

The lead guard stood in the open doorway, but the other was still outside.

“Get in here and close the door,” Kyrex ordered. “This is going to get ugly fast.”

The guard’s brows drew together for a moment, but he motioned for his companion to join them. Soon both guards were inside the room and the door was closed.

Kyrex ambled over to the leader. “This will work best if you are willing to—” He snatched the rifle out of his hands and flipped it around. Swinging the weapon like a club, Kyrex smacked the guard on the side of the head. The guard’s legs buckled and he landed in a heap on the floor.

The other guard looked on in confusion, his rifle still strapped to his back. Eden rushed forward and yanked the weapon out of the scabbard. She was unfamiliar with the specific rifle but knew how to shoot. She shouldered the weapon and placed her index finger near, but not on the trigger.

The guard took a menacing step toward her.

“Stay there,” she ordered and moved her finger onto the trigger.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Kyrex lunged for the male and grabbed his hand. “Sleep.”

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