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For a moment, I thought I heard her incorrectly, but when her eyes snapped to me, I jumped into motion. I crawled to the edge of the bed and gathered my clothes, rushing to put them on.
I sprang for the door, but before I could open it, I looked back to where Ladon was still kneeling on the bed. His shoulders slumped, and he looked every bit as tormented as I felt.
Reyna jabbed a finger into his shoulder, and he rolled over on the bed, facing the ceiling. He closed his eyes as she straddled him, untying the knot that held her robe together. The fabric fell around her hips and I couldn’t watch anymore.
I opened the door and snuck out quietly. Luther was still standing there, waiting to lead me back to my room in silence.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ladon
One could only describe this feeling as numb. I was numb.
I stared unblinking at the ceiling, only catching minor glimpses of the black hair that sprawled over my chest. Reyna’s leg was strewn across my hip, her robe only partially covering her naked body. Her chest was warm against my side, and yet I felt completely and utterly cold.
I felt like I had died. My body was lifeless. My blood had stopped flowing. I cursed each breath of air because it reminded me that this was real. That I was still alive, and this nightmare hadn’t ended.
I’d lost count of the days. We had to be nearing two months beneath the mountains’ peaks. Two months of being used and discarded. Two months of being little less than a pet. Reyna’s plaything.
I peered down at her. She was lazily drawing circles on my chest. A vein pulsed in her throat and I silently questioned what it would feel like to slice it open. To bite down until her blood ran freely, running down my chin while I watched the life drain from her eyes.
If I did that, all the beasts of the mountain would kill me in an instant. Actually, they’d probably take their time. They’d probably kill Emilie first and force me to watch. Then they’d slowly torture me to death, too.
My heart stuttered as I imagined what they might do to Emilie. I didn’t have to imagine her look of fear. I’d seen it already. I’d caused it.
I knew what it was like to be used. And now Reyna was forcing me to use Emilie. She’d had my cock in her mouth. And I’d had my fingers inside her. I was disgusted with myself. As much as I wanted to leave Reyna’s bedroom, I was scared to face Emilie again.
I could see so clearly the look of horror on her face when I pulled my fingers out of her. The pained expression that I had caused.
I sighed and Reyna paused her movement against my skin. She sat up and peered at the moon beyond her windows. “I suppose it’s time for you to be getting back to your own room. After all, I’m sure you’ll have a busy day tomorrow.”
She patted my upper thigh, fingers edging dangerously close to my cock. It drove me crazy, the way she pretended like this was all normal. Like Emilie and I were merely guests and we should be grateful for our luxurious stay.
None of this was normal. And she was fucking demented.
She gathered her robe and pulled it over her shoulders, tying a neat knot across her stomach. I stumbled to the end of the bed to retrieve my own clothes. She ran a hand down my back as I buttoned my pants, making my skin crawl. I couldn’t wait to hop into the shower. I needed to feel the burn of the hot water scalding my skin and removing every trace of her.
Reyna stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my neck, right below my ear. I shuddered and took a step away from her. The sound of her laughter filled the room.
“Don’t pretend that you don’t like our little arrangement, Ladon. I feel the way your body responds to me.”
“I cannot control the things you force from me. You’re not special,” I grumbled. “Do you also feel the way I flinch? Do you see the nauseous look upon my face?”
She slapped me across the face, leaving my skin tingling. I preferred the pain over everything else she subjected me to.
“I’m not special?” she shrieked. Her pupils were dilated and again, I questioned her sanity. It was my turn to laugh.
“No. You’re a wench who’s incapable of seducing a man on your own, so you resort to rape. You disgust me.”
Reyna moved with rage, grabbing me by the balls and, as badly as I wanted to fight, I found my wrists strapped to my sides. She tightened her fist, and I bit my tongue to keep from releasing a yelp.
“Careful, Ladon. Believe it or not, there are worse things I could do with your cock. Feed it to the dogs, perhaps?” Her eyes blazed with what I could only describe as madness. “You think I’m so vile? I wonder what your precious Emilie thinks of you?”
I furrowed my brows before quickly replacing my expression with nonchalance. “What does Emilie have to do with this?”
She clicked her tongue. “It’s quite obvious the way you look at her. Only…I think she finds you equally as vile. Poor little Emilie almost ran out of here crying tonight. Haven’t you done things to her too? Against her will?”
“You did those things.” I clenched my fists, but still could not move them otherwise. How dare she insinuate that I was at fault.
