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“What did you do, handsome,” she coos, “to end up down here?” She touches herself through her tight jeans. “Come on, pretty boy. Have you beenbad?Reallybad? Tell Gracen what you’ve done.”
“If you’ve been bad,” she continues, “I can’t promise I won’tpunishyou, but I can promise it’s gonna be fun. Your human can join in if you like.” She licks the side of his face, but Zuben doesn’t react, instead he keeps his hand firm on my belly and his eyes trained on Psycho.
“My mate is human,” Zuben says calmly. “As such, she will not be a satisfying fornication partner for you.” He nods toward Psycho’s massive member, visibly pulsing now, unless my fear-induced imagination is creating an illusion.
But I don’t think it is…
“I do not yet know the rules of this place,” Zuben continues. “I do not know your customs, but surely, even down here the wordmatemeans something?”
Psycho’s eyes narrow, but he backs up a step. “Shit. What the fuck am I supposed to do with this then?” Grasping his member, he turns, pointing it toward the crowd like he’s playing a demented game of spin the bottle.
Some in the crowd laugh, but others disappear in a flash.
“You looking to take another mate?” Gracen asks Zuben, running her hand over his chest and shoulder. “Or a little side action? Maybe a threesome?”
“No, thank you,” he answers, without even looking at her. “Thank you for the offer, but not at the moment.”
“Your loss.” She pats his shoulder, then tips her head to the side, her eyes widening as she looks down to Psycho’s threatening crotch.
“Can’t lie, Psycho,” she says. “I’ve always been curious… Ah, what the fuck.” She whips off her jeans so quickly I barely detect the movement. “Do your worst. I’ll heal.”
Clearly sensing the opportunity, Zuben lifts me into his arms and carries me along the passageway.
Why is Zuben here? Where is Ryker?
I can’t think… Confusion and fatigue have captured my ability to concentrate on anything beyond gratitude for how Zuben saved me.
A shout echoes through the hall, followed by, “Holy fuck, that thing is huge.”
I look past Zuben’s shoulder to see Psycho slamming into Gracen’s body from behind, moving in and out of her quickly, but slowly enough I can see his massive cock glistening with what must be blood along with her juices.
Turning her head, she meets my gaze.You owe me, she mouths.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Zuben
My body vibrateswith adrenaline and need. If I had arrived moments later, Ember would be brutally violated, most likely dead.
I was unconscious for hours, dosed with a concoction of colloidal silver, based on how I felt when I woke. My arrest was clearly a mistake. So was hers. That much is certain, but that does not answer where we are.
This is not the DEFTA prison. It’s like no vampire prison I have ever known.
The security team was only supposed to take the pirate and any vampires found with him—no humans and certainly not me. I will sort out this mess, but have not yet located a guard to whom I can report this egregious error.
Ember is so weak, so cold in my arms, and the stunning red dress she wore to the gala leaves her almost naked. She clings to me, arms around my neck, her body soft, her scent enticing, and all of it makes me want things from her—things I haven’t wanted for a hundred years, repulsive things I thought I’d never want again.
But I cannot give in. I willnotuse Ember for my gratification. If I take what I want from her—especially with her in this weakened condition—then I am no better than that animal who threatened to rape her.
“Where are you taking me?” Her voice is faint and scraped over sandpaper.
“To safety.” If only I knew where safety might be. I have no knowledge of this dungeon and it’s a far cry from the prison in the DEFTA headquarters with its simple but comfortable prisoner chambers. This is someplace much worse.
But I must be strong for her. Show her no fear. “We are underground. In a dungeon.” We turn again and I mentally map all the twists and turns I have so far taken.
“I got that,” she says close to my ear. “But why are we here?”
“It is a mistake,” I tell her calmly. “I will fix it.”
