His movements had his free erection rubbing my bare stomach, and the next hit was accompanied by grinding hips, pressing his dick further against me.
This time, I didn’t stop the bile, letting it spill from my lips and spurt into the air, catching Terym in the face.
He gagged, jerking back and wiping his face with the back of his hand. I used his momentary distraction to my advantage,and gathering as much strength as I could muster, I aimed for the offending appendage and punched him right in the dick.
He howled and clutched at himself, falling to the bed on the side Shade’s lamp was on.
Fuck.
At least I was free. I could either crawl over him or get off the bed and run around. I chose the latter.
Scooting to the end of the bed, I leaped off, tripped over the sheets bunched there and fell to my hands and knees. My head spun, having taken too many hits already.
You can do it, Adelia. Get to Shade.
Pushing to my feet, I swayed, staggering around the bed and toward the nightstand. To the lamp and the help within.
Almost there.
My head swam again, and I stumbled to the floor, bumping the nightstand in the process, the contents rattling. I took several deep breaths, trying to blink away the dizziness.
Focus.
The lamp was right there.
I reached for the black metal, my fingertips grazing the warm surface.
“Fucking cunt.”
Terym’s curse was my only warning before my legs were yanked out from under me, knocking the lamp to the ground and rolling out of reach.
My head reverberated off the edge of the nightstand, and darkness clouded my vision. Something wet and warm trickled down my neck, and I tried to wipe it away but more took its place. Holding my hand in front of my face, I blinked, catching smears of red through the haze.
My body was moving, being dragged along the rug and then flipped. The room spun around me, a sea of white and gold. I wasvaguely aware of my legs being ripped apart, then a heavy weight settled between them before there was a sharp intrusion.
The sudden pain honed my focus, and I caught those ice-cold blue eyes above me, victory and lust filling them. I thrashed against the pain building inside me, but he held me down. I couldn’t break free.
Pressure curled around my throat, and I gasped for breath. I clawed at the hand, digging my nails into his skin. He didn’t loosen his grip.
Spots danced before my eyes again, and my world narrowed. All I could see was Terym’s manic expression. My body moved in time with a ruthless jutting, skin chafing against the soft rug beneath me.
This was it. I was going to die.
And the last time I spoke to Shade, we fought. I hadn’t told him how I felt, and now I never would.
No.
I would survive this. I had to.
I flailed my arms out, abandoning my attempts to pull the hard grip from my throat, and searched for the only thing that could save me as my lungs fought for air.
My fingertips scraped smooth metal, humming vibrating down my fingers. If I had any breath, I would have sobbed. I flexed my fingers, trying to grab the lamp just out of reach.
I’d gone too long without air. My body weakening.
Shade.
I screamed at myself to move, to stretch a little farther.
