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“It’s because it’s her first time.” Tripp’s hands glide skillfully up my inner thighs until his body is propped over mine.
I tilt my head and smirk. “I bet you’re real pretty.” I laugh—no, giggle—in the most unattractive way possible.
He slams his hand down over my lips and narrows his eyes. “I’m a lot of things, pet, but pretty ain’t one of them.”
I smirk, my cheeks pressing against his rough grip. Drawing my tongue out, I lick the palm of his hand. Each muscle in his body tenses. I look into his bleak eyes that hold fire and evil. Blurry shadows dance over my vision and his head tilts to study me. His hardness presses against my clit and I groan, closing my eyes.
“Make it go away,” I breathe, my hands beginning to shake at the foreign feeling.
He pauses, and I peek up at him from under my heavy lids. Circling his groin into me, I let out a breathy moan, my hands finding the back of his neck.
“Fuck,” he whispers before circling again.
“That, keep doing that…” I rasp out, my breath catching from the pleasure.
Tingles dance over my clit and my core contracts. I burst into flames and heat flushes through me in warm waves, my body jerking from the aftershocks. Coming down from my orgasm, I thought it would put my neediness to sleep; it didn’t.
“Fuck,” he mutters again, slowly pushing me away and stepping back.
I prop up onto my elbows as he sinks deeper into the shadows. Confused, I look toward the left, only to find Joker walking in with chains hurled in his arms.
Swallowing, I point to what he’s holding. “What’s that?”
“This?” I can hear the menace in his tone.
I shake my head. “You don’t…”
“Shut up,” Viking says, pulling me up by my elbow. “You see that booth over there, the one with the red light beeping on the top of the mirrored glass?”
Nodding, I answer, “Yes.”
“Kurr and the priest are sitting behind that glass, Millie. Do you know what that means?” He reaches out and takes the heavy chains off Joker.
“What?” I whisper.
He steps up to me, taking my wrists in his hands and pulling them up above my head. “That means we can’t hold back.” The heavy chains pull, binding my wrists together and he pushes me back down to my knees. “In other words…” he says, snapping my underwear off. Joker laughs, walking towards us with a whip-like stick clutched in his hand. “You’re in for a long night.”
MILLIE
A thousand bruises press into my skin as my eyes slowly crack open, finding myself once again on the cold concrete floor I have become accustomed to.
The cell door squeaks open and I lift my head off the blue blanket.
“Up.” Viking comes over to where I am and squeezes my arm to help me to my feet.
I flinch away from him, standing on my own. “I don’t need your help.” My voice is unrecognizably dead. A wire that was once live inside of me has now short-circuited and I know automatically that there will be no coming back from where I am now. I feel nothing.
He laughs, stepping back. “Suits me.”
I walk past him towards the door and throw my head over my bruised shoulders. “You going to lead the way?”
He follows behind and steps in front of me, my body flinching as memories from last night bombard my brain. He slams the cell door closed, all while keeping his eyes locked on mine. “Move.”
Running my hands up and down my bare arms, I follow him down the dark damp hallway before coming to the stairs. Following him closely, he leads me up the stairs, out the front door, and over to the building that sits beside the house and dungeon. Taking my arm, he continues to lead me towards a door and heavy metal stairs that go down to the podium and the booths. Sick little setup this place has. Once we hit the bottom of the stairs, he steps through a back door that leads down a long narrow hallway. He pauses at the entryway to the stage we were on last night, memories of what happened flashing through my brain. I feel nothing.
Handing me a fresh set of wings, he turns my body towards a side room and shoves me inside. Pointing to the chair, he says, “Get dressed. You have ten minutes.” He stands there, his arms crossed in front of him.
I stare blankly. “Can you get out?”
