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HER
I stumble, unsteady on my feet. The cold has reached so deep into my bones that my body is failing me. I do not have much fight left in me, and I am holding on to whatever is still there to fuel my next breath.
Who the hell is he?
He’s clearly big, big enough to lift me off the ground like I was nothing.
And warm, he is so goddamn warm.
Fear almost paralyzed me when I felt the air shift behind me. But when he lifted me with one arm and pulled me into his strong body, I damn near screamed with joy. He was so warm, and it took everything in me not to grind against him so I could absorb it all. Everything!
At that moment, I couldn’t care less who he was as long as he kept me there, pinned against that warm body that saved mine from freezing. The rough hand covering my mouth smelled intoxicating, of cedarwood and musk, and with his arm circled around my middle, he held me tight. Possessive. Secure.
Then he realized I am naked. His hand traveled down my belly, touching the wild curls covering my mound, and a mix of fear and disturbing arousal shot through me. My body ached from the tightness of my muscles and my chest hurt from the freezing breath I forcefully caught before my betraying body gave me away.
Nothing made me feel like a goddamn whore more than that one single moment.
Nothing.
After everything I have been through, one would have thought that cock was the furthest damn thing from my mind. I ran from one monster and ended up in the arms of another.
But that’s the thing when you are like me, when the demons have crawled deep enough into your body and mind that nothing can get them out. You take pleasure from this.
Pleasure from the sickest moments.
Pleasure from the darkest corners of the human mind.
Pleasure from pain.
Unfortunately, the captor that I escaped did not give a shit about pleasure, even though he used that premises to lure me in. No matter how depraved I am, no matter how much of a whore I feel like right now, he never gave me this feeling. All I had was pain.
Searing fucking pain.
I watch the stranger as he leans over a fallen branch and it clicks. He wants to cover our tracks.
I am not going to argue with that. No matter where he takes me, there is no way it is worse than the dungeon I ran away from. No damn way.
I have made my decision. I will comply for now, even if he did just threaten me. Because in a new place, I can start from zero and find ways to escape. In my old one… I've exhausted all options.
No matter what… This is my only chance.
