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“Because of Vane, I lost everyone in my family. Because of him, I was forced to hunt and fend for myself. I saved every penny that I could get my hands on and bought myself passage off that disease-ravaged planet at the first chance I got. No one ever handed me anything. I had to work for every morsel of food on my plate and I’ve done it all to find Vane and ruin him. And now I have you in my clutches. His mate,” he grinned cruelly.
I regretted my words immensely now. I wished that I never told him who I was because now he was going to use me to get back at Vane, the man I was just beginning to open my heart to. I missed him right now more than ever and I wished that he was here to rip the head off Greyburne’s massive body. I’d revel in watching him pop it like a fucking balloon.
“How would it make Vane feel to know that I have had you, that I put my hands on your naked body and took you for myself? If I took my knife and cut that perfect human skin? If I scarred your pretty little face so that it looks like mine? Would he still want you then? Would he choose another instead of you?” he questioned, his voice rising as he lost himself in the fantasy of my horrific destruction.
He was quickly falling into whatever madness tore at his senses. It was very clear now that there wasn’t someth
ing quite right with him. Maybe the virus that had destroyed Myakka had eaten away his brain. Maybe he’d been mad for a very long time. He stared at me with deranged excitement and I knew I had to do something before he decided to really hurt me. Before he slit my throat with the knife still dangling in his fingers.
“He’d be angry at you, sure, but there’s something else that would hurt him far worse than any of that would,” I began, quickly forming a plan in my mind. I needed to devise a way to get my arms and legs free from the leather restraints and I could think of only one way to do that. I needed him not to kill or maim me. I needed to get out of this alive.
“What would that be, human?” Greyburne asked, his eyebrow lifting with blatant curiosity. He grinned and the expression on his face left me feeling cold and anxious.
“Any time Vane had wanted to fuck me, I’ve fought him,” I started.
“And?” he pressed, impatience showing on his features.
“If I chose you over him and offered myself to you willingly, he’d be pissed off at both of us. It would hurt him deeply if I took you as my mate, instead of him. He stole your family away from him, why don’t you take his woman as utterly and completely as you can in retaliation,” I explained, dragging my own eyes up and down his body.
I pretended like I was interested in him because my life depended on it.
“I like the way you think, human,” he answered, his grin growing to sickeningly wide proportions. He was buying it.
Good.
He placed a knee on the side of the bed and reached for me, dragging his thumb over my nipple and I was very careful not to reveal the rampant revulsion racing through me at his unwanted touch.
“Release my legs. Let me wrap my legs around you,” I taunted, rolling my hips just a hair in order to tease him.
A hungry look passed over his eyes.
“I had planned to fuck your human cunt whether you wanted it or not, but your plan has merit. Knowing that Vane will find out that his mate practically threw herself on my dick, however, is far more tempting of a proposal,” he answered. He took a moment to place the jeweled dagger he’d been gripping like his life had depending on it by my waist, before he reached for the leather restraints that held me captive.
With an alarming swiftness, he unclasped the bonds around my ankles and then the ones around my thighs. Partially freed, I only had to worry about the ones around my wrists now.
“I want to touch you. Will you let me?” I begged, making sure that my voice shook with false arousal. I rubbed my legs together, pretending that I couldn’t wait to have him between my thighs. I put on a show for him and waited for the opportune moment to turn his sick and twisted fantasy against him.
“Hmmm. I bet those soft human fingers would feel real good stroking my big dick. Cupping my heavy balls,” he murmured before reaching over top of me. Overconfident prick.
God damn, did he stink. He smelt like sweat, piss, and something that was well past its sell-by date. He smelt like sulfur and bacteria and I hoped that I wouldn’t throw up if he got even closer. I questioned when he showered last and I had to swallow back the gag that threatened to reveal my true intentions as he moved on top of me.
Just being near him made me feel dirty.
Fuck.
Hold it together, Nina.
He reached overhead and all I could smell was body odor. This was going to be much harder than I thought. It seemed to take him far longer to undo the straps holding my wrists hostage and I turned my head, trying to direct my nose away from the closeness of his body. It didn’t help much, but it did a little bit and I was thankful for even the slightest reprieve so that I could focus on what was important.
When he finally freed my hands, I took a moment to stretch and roll my wrists, working out the stiffness in my joints. Then I wound my arms around his neck as he centered himself above me.
His fingers explored my skin, trailing along my neck before he squeezed my breast and I absently wondered if he’d ever had the chance to touch a woman before. When he pawed at my chest once more, I decided he most certainly had not. At least, not a human woman before.
I moaned suggestively, egging him on. He grasped my breast a bit harder and I sighed as he ignored my nipples entirely. Carefully, I slipped one hand free and dropped it to the bed, arching my breasts into his chest at the very same moment in an effort to distract him from my movements. It worked.
He growled low in his throat and I shuddered with disdain while he mistook it for pleasure. His hand passed to my other breast and he repeated the asinine squeezing that he thought was working to turn me on so much.
Stupid.
