Page 55 of His Caged Virgin


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She screamed as a sharp shard cut into her foot. His stalked over to her, crunching the broken glass into the tile with his hard boots. He flung her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom.

She beat his back and shoulders before he flung her down on the bed. “Don’t!” she said, kicking her leg out to prevent him from examining it. “Do not touch me!”

He grabbed her and pinned her down on the bed. “Listen to me.”

“I will never listen to you again!”

“Stop screaming,” he ground out.

She sucked a deep breath into her lungs and then shrieked as loudly as she could. He shoved a hand over her mouth. She bit his palm hard.

Larsinc flung her onto her stomach and slapped her ass once as a warning. “Calm down while I get something to bandage your foot.”

When he came back, he stopped in the doorway a moment because she had not lain still; there were drops of blood on the linens and the floor. “What did you do? It looks like there’s been a damned glider crash.”

When he reached for her, she kicked him, leaving a bloody mark on his side. He grabbed her calf in a vise grip that made her cry out. Then he pulled out the piece of glass, washed her foot, and then put some small pincers in to close the wound. He bandaged it carefully and then released her leg.

“You really are as feral as a cat sometimes.” He wiped the blood from his torso with the cloth and then tossed it on the floor. “I know you’re upset, Gissandre, but what did you think you’d accomplish by all this?”

“I hate you!” Giss attacked him anew until he was forced to work hard to restrain her on her stomach to deliver a series of very hard spanks. She kicked forcefully, and her shrieks continued, wild and out of control.

He rolled to a bedside bureau and grabbed a harness gag. He had to fight to get it into her mouth and inflated. The straps were so tight on her cheeks they burned. Then he jerked her dress up and spanked her ass soundly, until she was sure it was as crimson as blood.

She broke down, crying in desperate, shattered sobs.

He exhaled in frustration.

“Dead fucking realms,” he spat. “She’s all right. I wouldn’t have crewed for them if I’d thought they were brutal monsters. Do you know who they robbed? Wealthy slave owners. Never anyone else. Wex is a former slave. He targets the men and women who make their riches off the bloody backs of people like him. Wex and Tokurn have scruples. And your sister wasn’t with them a month before Tok came to make her case for her. He asked me to leave you alone, which told me all I needed to know. He’d fallen in love with her.”

She continued crying, her ass sore and swollen as Linc dragged his shirt off. He loosened the straps on the harness so it wasn’t as tight, but left it in place. Then he secured her hands behind her back. She cursed; her screams muted by the device.

“Go ahead and curse me. But lie still and calm down before your wound opens again.”

She twisted around, thrashing. Giss didn’t care about her wounded foot. What was that compared to what her sister might have suffered as a handmaiden to pirates?

When she was too spent to rage anymore, Larsinc deflated the gag and removed the harness. He used a piece of clean gauze to wipe the tears from her face.

“I’ll never forgive you,” she said hoarsely.

“Yes, you will,” he said. “We drank too many spirits. It made me reckless with my words and you as mad as a Throlic cannibal in your rage.” He took some cooling gel from the bureau and then pulled down her shorts, exposing her bright red ass.

“Do not! I’m serious!” she said furiously.

“Or what?” he said dryly, smoothing it onto her hot ass.

She let out a hiss of pain. “Untie my arms. I’ll do it myself.”

“You’re right to be angry. I should have admitted the truth sooner,” he said, clenching his jaw and shaking his head. “We were getting close, and I didn’t want it to interfere.”

“You had no right to do anything to my sister. I’m the one—”

“I did have a right. So did my crew.”

“No, you didn’t!”

“The outrage doesn’t suit,” he barked. “You lied and were subject to punishment. She lied and was subject to punishment.”

“But you didn’t use me that way! I’m still a virgin! She may be broken forever and it’s my fault. And yours!”