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“Okay,nowcan we go?” Mia whispered to him. “Is this enough of a distraction?”
“Uh yeah, I guess so.” Sev nodded. It was certainly distracting—all around them wives were dropping to their knees and unfastening their husband’s trousers. Some of them already had their husband’s shafts halfway down their throats. It was like some bizarre, religious orgy.
“Come on.” Bending down, Sev swung his petite partner up and over his shoulder.
“Hey—what are you doing?” Mia demanded, slapping his back and wriggling angrily.
“If anybody asks, I’m going to tell them I’m taking you home to punish you,” Sev told her. “Be still! I don’t want to fucking drop you!”
Then, carrying his partner, he made his way out of the park, away from The Prophet, and away from the massive blow-job-a-thon that was currently taking place.
It was time to get the fuck away from the PPP Dome and The Prophet. This place was even worse than he’d imagined—if that was even possible, Sev thought grimly.
He just didn’t know how in the Seven Hells they were going to be able to leave.
TWENTY-FOUR
MIA
“This is ridiculous—I can’t believe we’re stuck here!” Mia paced back and forth in the living area, shaking her head. What she’d heard tonight in the park had truly shaken her. It was just like her old sect but so much worse!
There had been a lot of guilt around the idea of a wife “denying” her husband sex in the world she’d come from, but no one had ever suggested the wife should bebeatenfor it! Orrapedif the husband decided he wanted it anyway! Just the idea of being stuck here made her feelsmothered.
“I don’t want to be stuck in this fucking place either. Did you hear anything about a different way to get out of the Dome?”
Sev was leaning against the archway that led from the living area to the rest of the house, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching her pace.
“I heardsomething,”Mia told him and explained about Kissie and the “rumor” that The Prophet had a secret way out of the Dome in case things went badly.
“Well, that’s a start anyway,” Sev rumbled. “If we only knew if it was true and where in the Seven Hells his secret exit is hidden.”
“Kissie thought one of the Concubines might know,” Mia remarked.
Sev frowned.
“Concubines?”
“Apparently if a woman’s husband dies while she’s in the PPP she either becomes a Concubine of the Prophet or an Auntie—one of the women who have to watch the children,” she explained.
Shedidn’ttell her partner the other things she’d learned—about the Nutrient Crème causing milk or nectar production or the way that women here in the PPP Dome were apparently “milked” to harvest it.
I’m not going to talk about that because it’snotgoing to happen to me,she told herself firmly. Her eyes flicked to the strange leather pad with its suction cups and tubing that was fixed against the back living room wall—now it made sense. It must be the “milking mat” that Kissie and Teebra had talked about.
But none of that was relevant because itwasn’tgoing to happen to her because shewasn’tgoing to drink any more of the Nutrient Crème—no matter how much she craved it, Mia promised herself.
The strange thing was, even after everything she’d learned, shedidstill crave it. Part of her wanted to go and get a cup of whatever came out of the skinny brass tube and drink it right now…
“Attention! Attention please!”
The new voice in the room was so loud and so sudden that Mia gave a little scream and jumped.
“It’s all right—it’s just the entertainment screen.” Sev was suddenly by her side, pointing to the flat white screen mounted over the fireplace with its glowing blue rocks.
“Oh…all right.” Mia put a hand to her heart, which was still skittering madly in her chest and looked up at the screen. On it was a man wearing one of the hooded cloaks that the Elders had had on during their Judgment Session earlier that day. It made him look like the Grim Reaper, she thought.
“Brother Severith, Sister Mia,” he said and Mia recognized him as the Elder with the deep voice, who had done most of the talking during their Session. “Can you hear me?” he asked.
“Yes, we can hear you. What the fuck do you want?” Sev demanded rudely—though Mia couldn’t blame him. It was a nasty shock to realize that the flat white entertainment screen could be used as a two-way communication device.
