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“You’re right.” Kirk pressed a quick kiss to Peter’s cheek. “We all need something. And if no one comes for us, eventually death will.” He shrugged. “It’ll be our final escape from this shitty place.”
Peter didn’t reply.
Throwing me a wink, Kirk attempted to be carefree again, but his voice was heavy with anguish. “See you at breakfast, new girl. One word of advice? Take a pill now so you’re off in la-la land when you get dicked the first time.” With a pointed look, he stalked out of the room.
Silence fell as thick as the humid air.
My heart raced as Peter took my hand again, pulling me toward the huge body of water, shimmering in its cage of pearlescent tiles. I didn’t speak as he dragged me to the edge but yelped as he grabbed the hem of my navy top. “Wait—”
He yanked it up and over my head before I could fight him, leaving my braless breasts exposed.
“Hey!” I cupped myself, curling my shoulders. “What are—”
“Quiet.” His nostrils flared as he grabbed my skirt and pulled it down, letting go as the pretty fabric fluttered down my legs and pooled around my silver boots.
I instantly shifted, cupping both breasts with one arm and my core with the other. “Stop it!”
Ripping my arms away, he held them outstretched. “No, you stop it. Time to behave, Ily.”
I struggled, but he was far too strong in my weakened, terrified state. “Let me go.”
My skin burned as he stared. My nipples pebbled under his gaze. The dampness on my inner thigh condemned me. The front of his trousers bulged the longer he inspected.
“You’re stunning,” he breathed. “A perfect C if I’m not mistaken. Landing strip showing the way to that tight little cunt. Even your exotic skin is gorgeous.” His eyes dulled. “Pity. That will only make them want to mark it.”
I squirmed in his hold. “Let go of me.”
Slowly, he lowered my arms and released me. “What’s your nationality? Where are you from? Why do you speak Hindi?”
“Do you honestly think I want to share that with you?”
“Meh.” He shrugged. “You will eventually. And I’ll be here for you when you want me. For now, at least you shaved and plucked for a night out. I won’t have to get the razor on you.” Waving at the spa, he ordered, “Get in. Bathe. Wash away your old life because your new one is about to start.”
I bared my teeth. “I won’t do anything with you watching.”
He muttered something under his breath as his hand fondled his cock beneath his trousers. Flashing a look at a blinking camera, he let himself go and whispered, “You’d be cruel enough to deny me the chance of drinking you in? You’d stop me from having pictures of you to sink into when I’m being buggered by a sadist?”
Stepping into me, his nostrils flared as he stared at the swell of my breasts. “We all need fantasies, Ily. We all need light. I can’t help it if your innocence gets me hard or that the desire to protect you makes me incredibly aroused. I have nothing in this place. No power. No ability to look after those I care about. I’m a straight guy, yet I’m fucked by twisted men. I can’t do anything about it. I have nothing to call my own. I can’t touch you. I can’t save you. But I can hoard every image of you. I can sink into all your curves and imagine what you’d taste like, so the next time I have a dick in my ass, I can fabricate a fairytale where it’s you I’m touching, you I’m making scream in pleasure instead of pain, and when I’ve loved you, when I’ve wrung you dry and you’re absolutely sated, I’d pick you up and carry you out of here…just like I wish someone would carry me.”
I stood stiff and unbreathing.
Our eyes locked, and crashing waves of emotion waked in his. All it took was for one breath and I understood him. I understood how fragile he was, how broken, how he used sex as a crutch to keep limping through this never-ending nightmare.
Ever so slowly, I dropped my arms.
He sucked in a hungry breath.
I stood before a stranger who’d somehow become so much more and bared myself to him in ways I’d never bared myself to Samuel. Sure, Sam had seen me naked. He’d touched me, kissed me, and been inside me, but this…this singular moment where I let a trembling man run his burning gaze over every piece of me was a thousand times more intimate. A thousand times more destroying.
The moment stretched for far longer than it should before he finally cleared his throat and stepped back. “Thank you, Ily. Thank you for giving me something to help get me through.”
I nodded, shivering as my hair kissed my naked shoulders. “Someone will free us…one day,” I whispered. “You’ll see. I’ll share in that fantasy with you.”
He half-smiled. “Be careful your fantasies don’t end up destroying you.” Cocking his chin at the spa, he ordered, “Now take off your boots, climb in, and get washing. We’re late.”
Chapter Eleven
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