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It hurt.

Everything hurt.

The scream percolated inside me until it drew blood.

But I didn’t let it free.

I wouldn’t be the reason Peter lost his tongue.

I was stronger than this.

Braver than this.

But...as the unseen man’s thick, hard cock spread and took me, as he groaned as my body unwillingly let him in, as the man forcing me to sit over him let me go...my scream switched into something else.

Something savage and strange.

Brilliant and blinding.

I froze.

I quietened my terror and listened instead of watched.

I listened to his heartbeat, his soul.

And I knew.

I knew who it was.

I knew, and I was no longer afraid...

Chapter Twelve

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Henri

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THE FIRST SENSATION OF A WOMAN’S tight heat around me was worse than all the whippings of yesterday. The lack of wetness; the pinching tightness as someone pushed her down over me.

She didn’t want this.

I didn’t want this.

I’d struggled to get it up.

It’d taken every trick in the book. Every memory of Ily. Every desire I held for her just to manage a half-hearted erection with my body on the brink of breaking.

But it’d been enough.

Victor hadn’t hacked off my balls at least.

But then...I’d been given my ‘reward’.

A reward that now sat stiff and silent on my lap. My body deep inside hers. My heart thundering with wrongness.

I felt so sorry for whoever had been chosen to take me.