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In disbelief, I turned to face him. “What?”
A muscle in his left eye flickered as it narrowed. “You’re free to go.”
My eyes were drawn to an object turning in his hands, propelling me back to the day I found him sitting on the bed delivering his ultimate condition. He followed my gaze andstopped turning. When he held it up in the space between us, I noticed it was a key. The key to my room.
“This is yours.” He leaned towards me and took my hand. A current spread through it and I lost all human feeling. He placed the key in my palm then folded my fingers around it, before pulling away. I yearned for him to take it back, just so I could feel his skin on mine again.
“What drugs did you give me?”
He blinked. “Just… painkillers. Why?”
“The pain has disappeared completely, and my skin feels strange.”
“The pain has gone because I gave you Basidiomine – a pain reliever we develop here on the island. It’s only just gone out to market but it’s the most potent pain relief pharmaceutical in the western world. As for your skin feeling strange… I can’t answer that.”
I kept my voice level. “Will I be able to walk?”
“Yes, but we’ll give you crutches and any help you need.”
I watched his eyes for some suggestion he was bluffing but saw nothing but sadness. I pulled my arms back to push myself up but his hand pressed down on my shoulder.
“You need more rest, Rose.”
I stared at him. “You said I was free to go.”
“You are. But I think you should stay one more night. Just to get some rest. Please?”
A beat passed between us. “Are you going to take my virginity?”
He hung his head and shook it slowly.
“No. I’ve put you through enough. You should save it for someone who deserves it. Someone who deserves you.”
Even in my drugged and weakened state I managed a small frown.
“You didn’t care about being deserving before.”
He lifted his head and gaze to the ceiling. “I didn’t know anything before.Anything.” He huffed a laugh to himself. “Now I know too damn much.”
My head spun with everything he was and wasn’t saying and I didn’t have the mental capacity to make sense of it.
I turned my face back towards the ceiling. I was going to be out of this place in the morning, but nothing about that thought lightened me. I was tired. My body had been through more in the last twenty-four hours than possibly my entire life. It had gone from being alive with lust to broken.
I sensed him rise to his feet and felt the shift in the air as he did. It whipped a little bit of oxygen from my lungs.
“Harrod will check on you first thing and help you to the car. You can be home by lunchtime.”
I didn’t reply. I couldn’t find any words to explain my cacophony of disturbed feelings. He left without another word and I let my eyelids fall shut.
It would all make sense in the morning.
I managedan hour of broken sleep then twisted restlessly in the baking hot sheets. I couldn’t shake the sensation of Dax’s skin brushing against mine, or the feeling of being worshipped as he inhaled me from head to toe. I shivered even though my skin was burning, and a relentless throbbing returned to my core.
I moaned and flipped my head from side to side. It was useless, the vision of him wouldn’t leave. I tried to think of anything that wasn’t Dax Thorn – the journey home, how on earth I was going to make it to university now, what Remi would say when I announced I still had my V card… but it was no use. Nothing worked. Dax Thorn seemed to be inked on theunderside of my eyelids. When I gave in to the image of his towering height and thundering depth, the throbbing between my legs intensified. It only stopped when I rushed my hand towards it and cupped my sex.
Oh.
I pressed down hard, as if that would contain my desire for a man who’d captured me for a pet. All it did was fuel my need. My eyelids drifted closed and I circled a finger around my stiffened clitoris. I might have been a virgin but I knew how to make myself come. I just hadn’t done it in a while. I gasped as lubrication coated my fingers. I knew I was turned on but it usually took way longer than this to ease the way for my fingers. I bucked against my hand, suddenly needing something more. I didn’t dare push a finger inside myself, so I stroked around my entrance, my thighs parting involuntarily.
