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I got to him.
And if I can get to him, then I can get to Jakub and Konrad too.
“I’m going to sew you up now,” Konrad says, echoing Leon’s words when he was about to cut me. I nod my head, keeping my gaze fixed on the rainclouds, grey and stormy, just like my heart. “Thirteen, you can leave us.”
She looks at me with concern lingering in her eyes. If I asked her to stay, she would stay and I have a feeling not even Konrad could make her leave.
“It’s okay, go.”
“I won’t hurt her,” Konrad says, sounding sincere. She must believe him, because she nods, squeezes my hand then leaves me alone with a monster.
“She cares about you,” Konrad remarks the moment the door clicks shut. “You seem to have an uncanny ability to make people do that. What is it about you, Zero?”
“Thirteen cares about all the Numbers,” I say, forcing myself not to register the pain as his fingers rest against my back.
“She does. She’s a good person. Fuck knows why she came back here…”
Konrad’s voice trails off, distracted by the task at hand. I feel the sharp sting of the needle passing through my skin, but I allow my eyes to drift shut, and do what I couldn’t do in the dungeon, and compartmentalise the pain.
“Came back here?” I ask softly.
“Our families have history, let's just leave it at that.”
“They’re okay with her being here?”
Konrad laughs. “I doubt they even know where she is.”
I don’t press for further information, sensing Konrad clamming up. Instead, I lay still as he sews me up. With each stitch his breathing seems to get heavier and the tension in the air thickens. I’m facing the opposite way from him but there’s no doubt that he’s getting turned on.
It’s bizarre. Twisted.
“There, all fixed,” he says eventually, his voice tight with lust.
When I hear the sound of his zipper undoing, I can’t help but shift position and turn my head to face him. He locks eyes with me as he pulls his dick free from his trousers, fisting it at the base.
He doesn’t say another word, and I can barely even gather my own thoughts as his gaze flicks to my back and he starts to slowly move his fist up and down his cock. Konrad’s mouth parts as he licks his lips and reaches with his free hand to run his fingers over my scarred back, circling the cut he’s just stitched up. It’s all I can do not to bolt off the bed.
“Fuck, Zero. I’ve never wanted anyone more in my life,” he admits, rubbing his thumb over the slit of his dick. “I want to fix you so bad. I want to hurt you and fix you, then hurt you and fix you all over again.”
I watch him as he jerks off. He’s big, just like Leon and Jakub, but where they have been circumcised, he still has foreskin. For a moment I allow my gaze to linger on his dick, fascinated by the way his foreskin stretches and gathers as he moves his hand.
It’s sexy, there’s no denying that. A man who looks like him, is as virile and as masculine as he is, fisting his cock and getting off because of me, is a turn on. It’s another new experience, but I’m well aware that it’s just one more mindfuck. It’s one thing to let these men take my pleasure when I have no other choice, but another thing altogether if I allow myself to give it up without force. I can’t allow myself to cross that boundary again if I’m to remain strong enough to fight them.
“Why do you want to hurt me, then fix me?” I ask, gritting my teeth as I push up onto my elbows.
“I don’t know. I just do,” he replies, his hand pumping faster. “I want to spank you raw, I want to whip you until red welts rise across your creamy skin. I want to cut you like Leon did. I want to take my cock and rip through your virginity. I want to bury myself balls deep in your virgin cunt and dirty up my cock with your blood,” he says, panting now as his breaths become more uneven and his eyelids droop. “Then I want to soothe you, lick your pussy better, treat your wounds, and take care of you. I want tohealyou.”
His free hand rests on my lower back as his fist pumps up and down, drawing out his pleasure. I can’t comprehend why hurting me then healing me turns him on so much, but it does. Watching him become unhinged, with his cock in his hand and his eyes hooded makes me feel a little more in control.
He’s vulnerable right now.
He’s giving up his desires, his secrets, and is jacking off without even trying to take anything further from me. It’s not what I expected. Not at all.
Testing the boundaries of his restraint, of my hold over him, I push up onto my knees and turn my back to Konrad, pulling my hair over my shoulder. Looking back at him, I lick my lips and smile softly, playing him at his own game. “I want you to come,” I whisper.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Konrad grinds out through clenched teeth as his hips jerk. “Turn around, Zero. Turn the fuck around. I don’t want to come over your wounds.”
Shifting on the bed, and ignoring the way my pulse rises and my heart pounds, I turn to face him just as he tips his head back and orgasms, covering my chest with his thready, white cum. I watch him as his cock jerks with the aftermath and his chest heaves, feeling a knot in my chest unravel a little, feeling as though I’ve clawed back some control.
