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“I want their names,” he growled, glaring down at her. “I want their names and I want to know where they live. Because not one of them is going to be living much longer—I can fucking guarantee you that, Mia.”
“Sev, no!” She shook her head, her eyes going wide. “No, you can’t go kill them! Besides—two of them are dead already. One got prostate cancer and another was hit by a car.”
“But you’re stepfather is still alive, isn’t he?” Sev demanded. “That fucker deserves to die more than any of the rest of them! I’m going to fucking rip his head off!”
“Sev,please.”She looked up at him pleadingly. “Thisisn’twhat I need from you right now. If you kill my stepfather, you’ll only drive the wedge between me and my family even deeper!”
Sev took a deep breath, trying to get control of himself. Little by little, he was able to push back the red curtain of Rage that was clouding his vision.
“All right. Sorry, baby,” he growled. “It’s just…it’s hard for me to hear about how they hurt you without wanting to hurt them back. And I hope the two that are already dead are burning in your version of Hell right now,” he added vindictively.
Mia gave a sad little laugh.
“If they are, they’re probably burning for the same reason I would be—sexual lust and ‘self abuse.’ Because I’m pretty sure that all of them jerked off after those fucking ‘Conduct Reviews’,” she added fiercely. “There’s no way they weren’t getting off on making me show them my body and talk about how I…how I touched myself.”
Her voice choked off into a sob and Sev pulled her closer, his heart aching for her pain—aching for this ancient hurt that had colored his partner’s whole life and hurt her relationship with her own beautiful, curvy body.
“Sev, I feel sodirty,”she whispered, pressing her face against his chest. His uniform shirt had a big wet patch on it at this point from her tears, but Sev didn’t care. “I feel sougly. I wish I could go back to feeling nothing at all—not wanting anything to do with sex. I just want to be numb like I was for so long. But Ican’t.”
“Oh, baby girl…” Sev shook his head, not sure what to say.
Mia looked up at him, her face filled with agony.
“This fucking Nutrient Crème is still in my system and it won’tletme be numb. I…I’ve been trying to…to ‘help’ myself for days to make the nectar flow and I just can’t do it! Every time I try to touch myself I hear their voices telling me how ugly and dirty and sinful and disgusting I am…”
“Shhhh, baby.” Sev didn’t think he could stand to hear much more—his heart felt like it was about to break in fucking two. “You’re not ugly or dirty—you’rebeautiful,” he growled. “Beautiful and perfect andright.I don’t care what they told you—they’re all liars, Mia.”
But his partner shook her head.
“I’m no good, Sev. I just wish I could go back to being numb.”
“That’snota solution,” Sev told her. He cradled her close to him, wanting desperately to help her, but he wasn’t sure how to do it.
Mia shifted against him again and he caught another whiff of her scent—it was that same heat and honey fragrance that had drawn him so strongly the last time they’d been together sexually—when he’d taken her on the milking mat.
But how could he satisfy the need she was feeling and help drain the nectar from her breasts—which had reached dangerous levels—when she was feeling so bad about herself and suffering from the demons of her past? Somehow he had to banish those demons and show Mia once and for all how beautiful and perfect she was.
“Sev,” she whispered. “My breasts hurt—theyache. And that’s not…not the only part of me that’s hurting.” She looked up at him, biting her lip as she did when she was worried or conflicted about something. “I know I need help—I’ve known it for days. But I wanted to let you go. You deserve to be with someone who’s not so fucked up.”
“I told you before, baby—you’re not fucked up. You’rebeautiful. I just wish I could show you how beautiful you are.” Sev cupped her flushed cheek and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on the mouth.
Mia kissed him back, hungrily and again he could smell her desire—the relentless heat that wouldn’t let her rest. It seemed so wrong to him that she couldn’t even help herself a little by giving herself an orgasm, and all because of the abuse from her stepfather and the other bastards in her sect! If only he could help her—not just by draining the nectar from her breasts but by showing her that she could give herself what she needed when she needed to…
A ghost of an idea began to form in his mind.
“Mia,” he murmured, breaking the kiss. “Is there any kind of viewer in this suite?”
“A viewer?” she frowned. “I think so, but it’s not a 3-D one. It’s kind of like an old-fashioned mirror. Why?”
“Where is it?” Sev asked, not answering her question.
“Well…in the bedroom.” She shrugged. “It’s a free-standing one—it’s in the corner.”
“Good—hang on a minute—I’m going to go get it,” Sev told her.
“What? Why?” Mia looked at him with wide eyes.
“You’ll see,” Sev promised her. He put her gently on the couch. “Just give me a minute.”
