She’d also shown me that she needed a much firmer hand than I’d shown her already.
The next time I got my hands on her, she was going to learn exactly who was in charge. I was going to remind her again and again until she begged me to stop.
I grinned, because that would only be the beginning of her ordeal.
By the time I was through teaching her who exactly owned her delicious little body, she’d learn that I wasn’t afraid to leave any part of her marked and sore. She’d learn that she could scream and that no one would come and save her. She’d learn what it would truly mean to beg as I fucked all of her pretty holes as hard as she deserved, and she’d learn what it felt like to be forced to come with tears running down her cheeks. Over and over again.
I’d make sure that she never forgot again who she belonged to if it was the last thing I ever got to do before the virus took what was left of my ruthless black soul.
Chapter Eleven
Nina
I fought the entire way as Greyburne’s men dragged me back to their ship. Eventually, they grew tired of my tenacity and forced a chloroformed cloth over top of my mouth. I continued to fight even as blackness edged at the corners of my vision. I was no match for the drug though and my body quickly succumbed to its sweet flowery scent. I descended into the shadows, sleeping so deeply that I didn’t even dream. I woke up some time later in what appeared to be a dungeon of some kind.
I was naked. Again. I don’t know why that even surprised me, but it did. I felt unsure and off-balance, once again thrust into an unfamiliar world with unfamiliar faces.
I was bound on a cot with leather straps that were tight enough so that I couldn’t move even an inch. I couldn’t twist or squirm out of them. They held me fast. I tried to move my feet and I quickly realized that they were secured to either corner of the cot, spreading my legs quite wide as a result. My wrists were cuffed to the sides of the bed by my hips. I tried to move and test if there were any weak points, but there weren’t. I was trapped rather thoroughly and that left me feeling really nervous.
I turned my head as much as I could, trying to see where the hell I had been taken.
I was in another cage, this one grittier than all the rest. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily before opening them once more. I was really getting tired of being put behind bars. This was going to have to change. Stat.
This particular prison was dark and dingy. It smelled like dirt, spilt beer, urine, and sweat. It was rank. Somehow, it also reeked of an underground musk, even though I knew I was probably on Greyburne’s ship. Maybe we were on another planet or something. It didn’t make any sense and I stopped trying to make it.
At the end of the bed was some sort of stockade, with holes for my head and my hands. I turned my head and saw a leather chair with straps at the sides, likely to position someone’s feet. A number of straps were hung along the walls, along with many other devices that suggested some sort of painful cruelty. I grew apprehensive at the sight. I was in a torture chamber. A dungeon meant for prisoners that I was quite certain meant that I wasn’t going to survive to see the outside world ever again.
Someone cleared their throat and I turned my head to see who it was. My heart jumped with hope when I saw who it was, realizing that I was not alone here.
It was Mari. She was in an adjacent cell. It appeared that the others she’d escaped with had been caught and detained here too, which meant that I’d failed in my efforts to help them escape.
Fuck.
I couldn’t even break my friends free an
d now it looked like our situation had gone from bad to worse. I wanted to cry, but I held myself together because I had to. For them.
Instead, I just allowed myself to release a soft sigh before I called out to her, careful to keep my words level and calm.
“Mari? Are you alright? Is anyone hurt?” I said softly.
“Oh, my God, you’re okay,” she replied, her voice shaking with worry. “We’re alright. A couple scrapes and bruises. Vicky has a black eye, but we’re all just fine.”
“Did you see any of the others?” I asked, wondering if Greyburne had captured Dex and the rest of the Aberrants too.
“No, but we ran into Greyburne’s men just as we were escaping Vane’s ship. They took all of us and forced us onto their ship. I never saw any of the other Aberrants come out,” she replied. “They brought you in some time after we’d been taken, but you’ve been out for hours.”
“Has the ship left the fueling station?” I asked nervously.
“I think so. It’s hard to tell, but I can’t imagine Greyburne would want to stick around after stealing from one of the most infamous pirates that the galaxies have ever known,” she answered.
I pressed my head back against the cot.
Double fuck.
If I knew Vane, he was going to declare war on Greyburne and all of us were going to be in the middle of it all. He wasn’t going to stop until he’d killed Greyburne and he was going to destroy whatever it took to get his hands on me again.
I licked my lips.