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He pushes impossibly deeper. His knot mashes against my lips.

Tingling warmth shoots down my esophagus and settles in my stomach. It spreads throughout my torso and travels through my limbs.

He infects my entire nervous system. Sadness and elation mingle within me as I realize I’ll never be the same.

Tasting him changed me on a molecular level. An immediate craving for more jangles through my nerve endings, even as the black spots dancing along the edges of my vision grow.

He pulls back. His seed surges from his tip and batters my gag reflex, but my traitorous body demands I consume every drop. Unable to decide whether to breathe or swallow, I do both at the same time and inhale the thick fluid.

Pain sears through my lungs, but I don’t care. Sizzling warmth buzzes under my skin and I long for it to continue forever.

He fills my mouth again and again until the pulsing of his cock slows and his shaft softens. I swallow and blink as I watch his knot partially deflate, but cotton buffers me from my thoughts.

My errant tongue curls around his tip.

He hisses and yanks my head back.

“See? I told you you’d enjoy my stinger a lot more than I enjoyed yours.”

Reality crashes down on my head. A band squeezes my ribs and sobs build in my chest, but I clamp my teeth together and cling to the tattered remnants of my past self. The shower does its best to wash away my tears, but a steady cascade of sadness flows from my eyes, tinting the air with the scent of salt.

I meet Fore’s brilliant grey orbs, reach deep into myself, and don my hatred for him like a shield, except it’s nowhere near as effective as it was before he filled my belly with his seed.

An emotion flits across his scarred features as I fail to hide my sorrow, but he tilts my chin up and traces my lips with a finger. Even without a mirror, I know they’re swollen and red from his abuse.

He leans forward and cups my chin.

“Brace yourself, tiny scorpion. I’ve barely begun.”

My heart sinks and I swallow my sob before it escapes.

He’s done nothing but tell the truth since I met his eye through the hole in the wall.

I’m doomed to be defiled by the destroyer.

Mind, body, and soul, he plans to turn me against myself and transform me into his puppet.

My soul aches as I replay the way I greedily gulped down his seed. In a handful of minutes, he turned my body—and the omega part of my soul—against me.

I don’t know how I’m going to survive him, much less save my parents.

Chapter 6

Fore

Discomfort emanates from the center of my chest despite the satisfaction pulsing through my cock.

She looked so perfect with her lips wrapped around my shaft. In contrast, the sorrow leaking from her eyes hurts the decrepit organ pounding against my sternum.

I don’t enjoy seeing her so torn.

I push the weakness away and guide my tiny scorpion to her feet before rising and scooping her into my arms. When she doesn’t fight, my chest tightens. I meet her gaze but look away.

She needs a moment to recover. So do I. The kernels of softness growing in my heart concern me. I’ve worked toward satisfying my need for revenge for so long. She will not thwart me. I will break her parents for their betrayal.

As I turn off the water and stride out of the shower, I wonder if I made a mistake. Taking her with the promise of breaking her and morphing her to my will seemed the perfect ending, but her silent tears after she fought so hard bother me.

I shove the worries away and stomp through the berthing area. Tucked in the nook on the far side of the room, a counter and cabinets hold both gardening and food supplies. I pull a tray from the fridge and place it beside the pitcher of water before pulling the first aid kit off the wall and sitting in the only chair.

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