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His head spins back to me, the glower that was directed at Hannah suddenly turned on me.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not doing it. It’s my trick not hers.”
A half laugh barks out of me, body rising. He’s right. It doesn’t matter. I look at Hannah, moving the robe out of the way so I can look the stripes over. Not too bad, but for the fact they’re on her skin in the first place. I trace the lines with my fingers, listening to her inhale on every pass over them. “Do they hurt?”
“Not particularly. No more than the first set.”
“And you didn’t enjoy it?” She thinks about her answer, tilting her head about as I keep touching the reddened areas.
“I enjoyed the orgasm.” As usual where Malachi’s concerned.
“Did you need to say no?”
“Couldn’t have even if I wanted to.”
My eyes slant to Malachi, a snarl forming because I know all too well what that means. “You gagged her?” A laugh comes out of him, head shaking at my unamused tone.
“She’s alive, isn’t she?” he says, moving to sit on the arm of the chair near Faith. “I listened intently to your attempt at command.”
“How the hell were you supposed to hear a ‘no’ with her mouth gagged?”
“Stop being a dick, Gray. Relax. You’re both welcome to stay as long as you want. She doesn’t want to say no. She wants everything and you know it.”
I sigh the underlying jealousy away that the thought causes and disregard any need for retaliation for his idea of fun on her skin. Pointless and juvenile. Just like him in this mood he’s in. Making a bet? It reminds me of times gone. Idiotic times where people were nothing but cards in his deceptive little games. And I’m not prepared to get into a sixteenth century duel about someone I have no right to protect, anyway. My only job here now is to get her away from this before she, and I, fall too far into the sense of escapism he provides. Not that I feel entirely predisposed to the idea. I know that feeling of need this place provides all too well, but I’ve forced myself to leave on several occasions before. I’ll do it again now.
This is done
I turn from looking at him and face Hannah, reaching for her hand. “We should go then now before you start forgetting who you are,” I mutter, grabbing it. “You’ve had your fun, Hannah. Time to go.”
Her whole body stiffens and steps away from me, her hand ripping from my grip and her eyes narrowed as she goes. “No.”
“Hannah, you-“
“No.”
“This isn’t going on. I told you to remember who you are. You’re losing yourself.”
“I’m not. I’m finding myself.” Faith laughs in the background. The sound annoys the hell out of me. “Staying. Still. I want my dark corners. You go if you want to.” Her body backs up to Malachi, neck rolling as she gets comfortable against his bare chest. “But I thought you were enjoying this too, Gray. You’re a fool to leave. Why would you? This place is everything.”
“Because I can’t do this with you, Hannah. You know that.”
“You can. You are doing. We’re free here.”
I frown and look between the three of them, anger brewing because of Faith’s continued laugh, Malachi’s arched brow, and Hannah’s own sense of superiority that’s becoming intolerable. And then I’m watching as she puts a pill in her mouth from somewhere, sinking another one soon after.
“I don’t know why you’re being like this, Gray,” she murmurs. “We’re here to have fun, aren’t we? Have a pill. They’re yours after all, aren’t they?”
My fists clench at my side, trying to stave off the inevitable explosion that wants to come out of them because of her incessant dismissal of logic. “Hannah. We are leaving. Move before I make you.”
“Oooh. Masterful,” Faith giggles.
“Get your ass into the corridor. We are leaving,” snarls out of me, ignoring her.
“No. Fuck off,” Hannah snaps in reply. “I will not do as I’m told. By you or anyone.”
“I don’t think she wants to leave, Gray.” Malachi.
I glare at him, and then back at Hannah. “Last chance.”
