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And then I noticed spider-dude wasn’t eatinganything.

What if that meant that it was poisoned? Or it was something that was going to knock me out, like ketamine?

In fact, a k-hole would seem to explain a lot of what had happened to me over the past few days...

I threw the half-full packet back at him, and he stared from it to me.

“I’m not hungry,” I said.

I guessed I was safer with him than without him, for the moment, but I had no idea how to judge his intentions towards me, or mine towards him, because I wasn’t fully sane.

Let’s be clear—I wasn’t fully sane on most days.

That was an intentional kind of insanity, brought on by drinking, the high of spending absurd amounts of money, and party drugs.

But the past few days—and now, still,goddammit—had been on an entirely different level. I didn’t even know what’d come over me.

Just an awkward, unwanted,irrepressiblehorniness.

Like when you were ovulating, and your body was all “Put a baby in me!” even though the entire rest of you knew that that would be an incredibly bad idea? So you slept with someone that was a bad decision and praised the powers of your birth control by the sober light of dawn?

Yeah.

Just like that.

I mean, I couldn’t entirely complain. It was actually what’d given me the idea to lure one of the men over. It’d been a coin toss as to who’d have been dumb enough to open my cage—I picked the one closest to my age. All I’d had to do was pretend I was lonely, you know, likekidnapped girls you’d starved and yelled at often were, and he was stupid enough to believe it and opened things right on up.

After that I’d just had to dodge him for long enough to squeeze through a narrow hole in the wall barely big enough to fit me, because it was better to die on my own terms than wait to see what came of their plan—or find out if I was gonna get horny enough to maketrulybad decisions.

But I didn’t need this spider-dude getting any weird ideas from me.

Even if he wasn’t a kidnapper, even if he was the rescuer my cheap ass dad had finally sent, even if he was my knight in shining bug armor, fuck all of that.

I just wanted to do my own thing.

Always had, always would.

“Come on,” I said, like I was the boss of him, and I made his two-handed circle back in the air at him. I was in one piece now, and I was going to stay that way. “Let’s go.”

Actually getting going was harderthan I’d hoped. I couldn’t walk, which meant he had to carry me—which was why I’d been strung across his chest in my prior sack.

“I don’t know how I feel about that.” I raised my hands as he reached for me and he paused. He pointed to my cast. “Yes, I’m aware, duh. That still doesn’t mean I want you to carry me like a baby though. Or a bride. Jesus.”

His head twisted in consternation, and then he brought his abdomen beside me.

“Oh God,” I hissed.

Outside of here, spiders and I were not on the best of terms. When I was looking at his human business I could forget about the rest of him, but now that there were huge black shiny—but also still somehow slightly hairy, what the fuck?—legs poking around?—

“Don’t step on me!” I said, scooting back on my butt.

He gave me such a look then.

“You’re like big!” I complained. “And stupid!” And now that I could see the parts of him that produced the silk from beneath the bottommost tip of his abdomen, I added, “And gross!”

He crossed his human arms and lowered himself down despite my protests—and I figured out what he wanted me to do.

Mount him.

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