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Pressing his fanged lips to my ear, he whispered, “Stay with me. I really, shreally need youse to stay with me.”
His slurs slithered into my soul.
His fingers burrowed into my flesh.
Panic percolated like a blizzard, frosting my bones and turning air into painful icicles.
Don’t touch me.
Please don’t—
His hands were a thousand fire ants.
His closeness a million poisonous needles.
Let me go—
Pressing me hard against him, all I could feel was heat and hardness, power and punishment.
“Please.” I wriggled in his hold. “It hurts. I can’t stand it. L-Let me go.”
He sucked in a tattered breath. “Ily, don’t.” Fear sobered him just enough to hiss, “Don’t fight me. You know what will happen if you fight me.”
“What will happen if she fights you?” Victor drawled far, far too close.
The room shrank like a torture chamber, the ceiling sinking, the walls creeping, squeezing me, entombing me.
No.
It’s not real.
It’s not—
“Ily.” Henri stopped whispering and shook me hard instead. I rattled like knuckle bones cast by a sorcerer. I trembled like a puddle when the earth shook.
Every point of contact between us grew worse and worse.
A halo glowed around his head, switching from a divine light to a shadowy crown. His fingers caressed my shoulders, gentle and soft and painful.
So, so painful.
“Don’t,” I whimpered as acid soaked through me and scorpions stung me. “Don’t—”
Henri ignored me, gathering me closer. “I can’t do this alone.”
“Can’t do what?” Victor asked.
Cupping my cheeks, Henri tripped into me, the liquor he’d drunk well and truly corrupting him.
I couldn’t.
Too much.
It hurts.
It hurts.
It hurts!
