“And in exchange all you promised him was what again?”
“More time.”
“Time.”
“I think he just felt it was the right thing to do.”
“I doubt that, since it’s not.”
She glared at him. “She’s had a rough time.”
“Many people have. Imagine the rough time the neighbors of the Wulner cannibals have had. My brother didn’t go and relocate them.”
She shrugged. “I guess he really likes having a handmaiden prisoner.”
“I guess he does,” Wex said. “Sing something.”
“What?”
“Sing. Any song you like.”
She sang a few lines from a popular Orium folksong.
He rolled his eyes. “Definitely not the voice.”
She flung a pillow at him.
He chuckled. “So what about you? He’s doing this for you. What are you prepared to do for him?”
“I told you.”
“Keep thinking. Time’s not enough. Because frankly he may not have full use of that time if Larsinc finds out he’s gotten in the way of Linc’s finding your sister.”
“He’ll make Larsinc understand.”
“Sure he will,” Wex said sarcastically. “I think today you’re going to learn what it’s like to be paddled while wearing a nice thick plug in your pretty ass.”
She sucked in a startled breath. “I think we should wait to see what Tok’s actually accomplished before you increase your demands on me.”
“I think Tok’s lost his mind, so I won’t be waiting for his opinion. Up and out of the bed. Roll’s going to look at you first. I want to make sure you haven’t coated your body in some mind-altering chemical.”
The girl rolled her eyes. Then she stood and revealed her glorious body. Between the beautiful face and those womanly curves, he could almost understand how Tok might’ve been swayed to indulge her. If, that is, they hadn’t already had access to her in whatever way they wanted. Why would he risk a brutal fight with Larsinc to get access to what they already had? There was some piece of the story that she’d left out. He would be glad when Tok got back so he could clear things up.
* * *
Wex enjoyed the sightof Zawri’s smooth rump high in the air. Roll had secured her firmly on the table with her draped over the bolster. She murmured gentle protests as Roll’s well lubricated, gloved fingers stretched her protesting bottom hole.
“Not as cooperative as she was yesterday.”
Wex put a hand on her lower back and slid it down to her ass. He dipped his fingers into her cleft and pulled, opening her to expose the little star of her anus. Her small gasp made him smile.
Roll sank a pair of fingers deep into her ass and let out a little hum of approval. “Nice and tight. Does that feel good?”
“No,” she said in a breathy voice. “It’s uncomfortable.”
“Just so,” Roll said. “But you’re not only uncomfortable, are you?” He slid his fingers back and then pressed them deep again.
She exhaled, not answering.
