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“I’m…”
My sentence trails off as I lose the ability to speak and scream as he draws an orgasm out of me. My insides clench so tightly that I’m worried I’ll pass out, and I gush over his shaft. His grip on my arse tightens, holding hard enough that I’ll bruise.
I lose track of time. My orgasm seems endless, peak after peak. Bram doesn’t stop, refusing to let any wetness spill out of me.
His eyes meet mine, and I order, “Come for me, Bram.”
He thrusts and grunts, spilling himself inside me.
For a few seconds, we stand there, frozen in time, breathless and spent. Then, I remember where we are and why we’re here.
“Put me down,” I order, extinguishing the moment.
Fuck, what have I done?
CHAPTER36
BRAM
She hurriedly puts on her t-shirt, and I grab the water bottle for her to clean herself. My cum seeps out of her pussy, decorating her inner thighs, but she shakes her head.
But I want to make sure you’re comfortable.
“We’re not wasting the last of our water on that,” Ivy says. She slides a finger along the white liquid trailing out of her, then pops it into her mouth to lick it clean. She notices my eyes widen and scowls. “I’ve got to stay hydrated somehow, right?”
She turns away, unable to look in my direction, and puts the rest of her clothes back on. I do the same. The moment has passed. She rakes a hand through her red hair, trying to yank out any knots and tangles.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” she mumbles. “It was a bad idea.”
When I look at her, I don’t see a killer anymore. She’s someone I have to protect. My survival instinct kicks in stronger than it has since I’ve been here. I thought I deserved to be kidnapped by the Killers Club as a punishment for everything I’ve done, but Ivy doesn’t deserve to die like this. She won’t die on my watch.
Saving her is my reason to keep going, and fucking her has reminded me of what I have to live for. Despite Alaric’s attempts to change my allegiance, I’ll never be one of his Killers Club agents. I’m a Duke. I may not want to protect myself, but I joined them to protect people. That’s what we do.
I grab her shoulders and spin her around. She doesn’t wrestle from my grip as I put my finger under her chin and move her face to look at me.We’re going to get out of here.
“You don’t know them like I do,” she whispers. “We’re going to die here.”
No, you can’t give up.I shake my head.I refuse to let you.
“They will stop at nothing to get what they want.” She leans against the wall, then slides down it, pulling her knees to her chest to hug them. “We’re going to die here, and if you don’t kill me, we’ll slowly starve to death.”
During my time serving overseas, I fought against enemy soldiers, avoided bomb blasts, jumped over landmines, and looked down the barrels of countless guns. I refuse to starve to death. I saved her once, and I’ll do it again.
I sit on the floor. She watches on curiously as I draw. This time, I add embellishments: stripes, stars, hearts… the works. When I’m done, I hold my masterpiece up to inspect it. Perfect. I grin, then slide it across to Ivy.
“Another cock and balls? With piercings and tattoos?” A smile plays on her lips, making my heart do a backflip, and then she laughs. She laughs so hard that her shoulders shake, and I join in.
I cautiously shuffle over next to her.
“You know, you could have added a Jacob’s ladder,” she teases.
I hand her a pen.Go right ahead.
She giggles as we add details to the penis, making it shoot dinosaur-shaped globs of cum and giving it Mickey Mouse ears. Ivy can’t draw to save her life, but she’s having fun, and it’s taking her mind off our situation. That’s what we used to do in the army—sat around making jokes, kept ourselves busy, and maintained high spirits, no matter what happened outside our tent.
“You need to put this one in a pretty gold frame.” She laughs and puts the final touch on it. “It can go with the rest of your collection in the Dukes’ base.”
I tense and write.
