“Same terms.One taste each.”
Her security man gave a curt nod.“I understand.One taste.”
“Call me once he’s ready.I will be in the tranquil web.”
“Yes, mistress.”The security man nodded.“It will be done.”
Iseult sauntered away.At the doorway, she snapped her fingers.“With me.”
Betrys came to attention, and Iseult saw her fall into step behind, the perfect slave as usual.Her mind slid to the male.Such an exquisite taste to his life force.His semen too, although she’d yet to taste that today.
A frail creature.
A pity this final meeting would kill him.
Leo came awake with a hard jolt, his panicked cry echoing in the creepy white room.He tried to shift his arms, failed.God, the crazy bitch had paralyzed him.
A piercing squeak close to his ear had him starting.He turned his head to come face-to-face with one of the minions.Its hairy hand crawled across his chest in a loverlike caress.
Leo yelled, tried to squirm away, but his arms and legs were bound.The black hand moved to the spot where Iseult had bitten him.The hairy fingers prodded gently, and Leo relaxed a fraction.Then the creature lowered its head and lapped its black tongue over the wound.
He let out a panicked croak, tried to jerk away, but the minion had him in a tight embrace.The mouth suckled once, just once, before the Spiderus male lifted his head.He shifted aside, and Leo relaxed until another moved into position beside the bed.Fuck, they were each taking one sip of his blood.
Leo grabbed for his memory capsule.Playing at the beach.The hot sun shining on his hair and skin.The surf crashing to shore.Eating ice cream to cool down on a summer’s day.The sexy dream he’d experienced with the mousy Betrys as his lover.
The suction at his neck annihilated the flimsy walls created by his memories.God, they were feeding.They were feeding on his neck like vampires.One hard suck, then they gave way for the next minion.
Finally, finally the line ended, and he was left alone in the white room.He swallowed, his pulse racing because he knew Iseult would return.
His mind drifted.He tried to revisit his memories, but all he could think of was Iseult.Instead of happy memories, fear stalked his mind.He trembled, beads of nervous sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Then he heard theclick, click, clickof Iseult’s shoes coming closer and closer.
The footsteps grew louder, approached the bed.
“Open your eyes, pretty Leo.”Her voice was soft, almost gentle, but Leo wasn’t fooled.If he disobeyed, he’d suffer more pain than he could imagine.
Leo followed instructions, but instead of meeting her gaze, he stared at the white over her shoulder.Endless white.It was like sinking into infinity.God, give him color, even if it was his own blood.
She huffed, but laced the sound with humor.He amused her—at the moment.
“Silly, pretty boy.Admire spirit.Enjoy yours.”She shook her head.“I always get my way.”
She unbuttoned her white leather jacket to reveal a tiny white camisole thing below.His gaze returned to the whiteness while his insides quivered in apprehension.While the males had hairy black skin, Iseult’s was smooth and creamy white.He heard her peel from the matching trousers with ease.Leo had never known anyone who did that.Leather was a prick of a fabric to wear and get out of later.She made the process appear elegant and sensual and somehow, she managed to keep on her shoes.
Leo continued to stare into the white, attempting to distract himself because now she intended to touch him intimately.She’d take his cock into her mouth and suck hard.It would feel good at first but soon her pointy black tongue would lick one time too many.He’d become ultra-sensitive and crazed with the pain.Enough to put a man off sex.It had put him off, and apart from taking the mousy Betrys in his dream, he hadn’t had a normal woman since his first meeting with Iseult.Three long months, and once he left this room, he wouldn’t want another woman for a long stretch.
He caught a flash of color, of emerald green and cobalt blue.Intrigued, his gaze tracked the brilliance.
Distraction.
Holy fuck.
The color came from Iseult.Her body.Instead of creamy skin, her torso was vibrant.Bemused, he stared until her sultry chuckle jerked him from his stupor, reminded him he was restrained and at the mercy of an alien spider woman.
Leo shifted his weight, tried to relieve the tenseness of his limbs, the ache of his backside pressing against the unforgiving surface of the bed.God, his dick was so hard.Pre-cum beaded his slit.Had to be something she’d injected into him with her bite.Didn’t get this much of a hard-on any other time…
“I pretty, Leo?”Her arched brows indicated a question.
