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“Did he really…?”
“He promised you a lot of things. People do that when they think someone’s about to die.”
“Did you?”
“Fuck no.” Beau snorted a laugh, but his lips couldn’t quite find the cruel twist she’d become so accustomed to.
Devin adjusted the strap, looking sidelong at him. “Are you really going to…”
“What?”
“You know…”
“Say it.” Now that twisted, charming smile played across his mouth, the blue of his eyes sinister in the pale glow of the streetlights.
“Let him… while he…” Devin’s cheeks warmed, and she had no idea why she was being so shy. This was the man who had orchestrated some of the most cruel and depraved acts upon her body. Enjoyed her pain and humiliation.
“Let him fuck my ass while he tastes your sweet slit?”
“Y-Yes.”
“Maybe. Could be fun.”
“Have you been there the entire time,” Devin asked as something finally occurred to her.
“Most of it, yes.” Beau twitched his shoulders in a shrug, disquiet coming off of him in lazy waves.
“I mean there. In the room.” Devin hugged her middle as a shiver raced down her spine.
“Yes, baby.” He cranked the heat up higher, flipping switches so that the seat itself grew warm.
“While he…”
“What do you want to hear? That I held his cock so he wouldn’t knot you when he thought fucking you back to life was an option? Or that I carried you back and forth from the bathroom? Maybe that I fucking purred just to try to get you to swallow something so we didn’t have to stick you with another damn needle?”
“You liked sticking me with needles,” she hissed, curling up against the door to get away from the horrible surge of emotion that stung the back of her eyes.
She didn’t want to think about that. Never wanted to contemplate that he had taken care of her in any way, large or small.
“Yes, I did. You were fucking beautiful when you were high on the hormones. Did I ever tell you that? Damn near glowed while you rode my cock.” Beau glanced at her as he made a turn, his face cast in shadow. “But when you were fighting it, trying so hard not to like it when I was balls deep inside of you, that was when you were at your best, baby.”
“Stop it!”
“You’re the one that brought it up. Maybe you shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to.”
Devin curled her lip, turning her attention out of the window fogged by her panting breaths. Now that she was there, stuck in the car with him, she didn’t want any of this. She jumped when the window rolled down, the cold air stealing the breath from her lungs until the forced air from the vents gave it back. Beau fussed with more dials, making it even warmer.
Fingers curled over the icy glass, Devin sucked down the icy air and angled her head to catch glimpses of the sky. It was difficult to see the stars, even away from the steady glow of downtown. Slate shaded clouds drifted across a crescent moon, hiding its pale light.
It had to be over the twenty minutes promised, but Beau kept on driving. Pointing the car towards some park where the lights weren’t so frequent, he slowed the sedan to a crawl as Devin drank her fill of the outside world.
Gods, she missed it. She even missed the simple pleasure of going to the club, surrounded by the backstage bedlam and the constant din of strangers. She’d spent her entire life afraid of being in the crowd but lingering at the edges of Wicked had been nice.
Until it wasn’t.
“Why did you bring the flowers and say those things? Were you just trying to make him angry?”
“I thought you liked them.”
