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Pushing another finger in, I keep sucking, not giving in until I feel her begin to quicken, her moans filling the air around us. I finally feel her come down but keep up an easy stroke as I look up into her face. An easy, peaceful smile covers her face and I chuckle.

“Not so hard to subdue you,” I mutter lightly. She opens her mouth, no doubt to argue, but I interrupt her with one swift motion, burying myself in her to the hilt. She feels so fucking good I can’t hold back a moan of my own. Especially when I feel her flutter around me, the small aftershocks of her orgasm.

Pausing for a moment, I look deeply into her eyes. Trust and love shine back at me and my mouth crashes down onto hers. I pull out and thrust back in hard again. She fits me perfectly, taking in every inch of what I have to offer and pulling me closer for more. I hiss in pleasure when her nails dig in deep and cut into my back.

A strangled croak comes out of her, which I ignore, too intent on savoring her silky pussy. Holding her hips, I move hard and fast knowing I’m not going to last long and wanting to bring her with me. I bring my thumb down and barely touch her nub before she unravels underneath me once more, her tightness dragging me down with her.

We lie there for a long time, not saying anything and not sleeping, just holding one another. It’s late and I know we should probably try to eat something and sleep, it’s going to be a long day tomorrow, but the thought of moving from this spot isn’t one I entertain long.

“Ax?” she eventually says quietly. Her head is lying on my chest, her fingers trailing small patterns around the ink covering my chest.

“Yeah?”

“What are we going to do?”

Her voice sounds so small, so unlike the strong and confident woman I’ve come to know. I squeeze her tighter to me.

“I have some ideas,” I admit, kissing her hair. “I’m not giving you up.”

Raising her head, she turns her face to me with a doubtful look.

“You may not have a choice,” she says and fire flashes before my eyes.

“You aren’t allowed to give up,” I demand. “You aren’t allowed to leave me!”

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Ana

The desperation in his voice is heartbreaking.

“Ax, we both know the inmates aren’t going to die of dehydration for me,” I say wryly.

I mean, I do not want to give myself up toDickby any stretch, but I’m also a realist. Ax watches me evenly and I see when a moment of decision hits him. Standing, he goes over to the door to peek out and make sure no one is nearby before locking the bolt. His voice stays low, and I have to admit, the man knows how to set the mood.

“I think it’s time I told you about someone,” he finally says. “Someone who has been instrumental in my life since I was young.” A frown crosses my brow and I wait for him to continue.

“His name is Crow, and he’s the only man who ever escaped from The Tomb.”

* * *

“Psst, hey kid,” a voice whispers, rousing me from my fitful sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I look out of my cell to see a greasy dark man standing there watching me. The last few days since mama was taken away and I stabbed that guard, I’ve stayed in my room. I don’t trust the other prisoners any more than the guards. There’s a new boy around here somewhere who looks a bit younger than me, but I don’t seek him out. The other prisoners have mostly ignored me, and I’m glad. All I want is my mama back.

* * *

“What do you want?” I ask the man and he grins.

“You got balls, kid,” the man replies. “I saw what you did, stabbin’ that guard for what they did to your mom. I admire courage.” He darts a glance down the halls before continuing.

“Listen, kid, I’m getting the fuck out of here. I need someone with small hands to help me out though. But if you do, you can come with me.”

I consider this man’s words. “I can’t leave,” I tell him, “I need to wait for my mama. She said she’s coming back.”

A look crosses the man’s face I don’t know how to read.

“Kid…I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your mama ain’t coming back.”

Anger rises within me just like when I saw that other lady being grabbed by the guards and my fists clench tightly. My nails dig into my hands and I can feel the skin break, a satisfying feeling.

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