The world spins around me. I fight to remain conscious. I dig my nails in, and it all goes black.
I wake up, wet, aching, and on the verge of explosion. I blink and cry out. I open my eyes, smiling sleepily. “You’re home. I had the weirdest dream.”
“I don’t think it was a dream.”
Jamie’s voice is ice water. My stomach churns. My eyes focus on the hand still rubbing my clit. My eyes fill with water, and I choke back the sobs climbing their way up my throat.
He slips two fingers inside of me.
“Stop this.”
“Oh no, I want you to feel the way she must’ve felt in the end.”
I glance away at the wall, trying to distance myself. He tilts his fingers at the spot that makes me jerk. The fucking bastard knows my body. I can’t ignore him if I try.
“Always so wet and tight. I would’ve treated you so good, Blue,” he whispers, kissing my head.
I want to lash out and pull away, but he’s bound my hands behind me and any movement would just help his cause.
“Why fight it? I’m going to get what I want from you anyway.”
We’re in a shelter. It’s cool, and the walls are gray brick.
He hits the spot again. Tendrils of pleasure spread through my body. He’s turned it against me. I picture Shadow in my mind and hold him close.
“The worst part is…no one’s coming for you. They don’t have a clue where you are. The phone was left in your car.” He kisses my neck and increases his speed.
I force my hips to remain still, but the pressure builds up and explodes. I cry out and the tears escape, rolling down my face.
“Don’t cry, darling, we’re just getting started,” Jamie says. He removes his fingers and sucks them into his mouth. “You still taste sweet. I have something for you. Come on, open up.” I purse my lips together. “Don’t fight it, babe, it’ll be better for us both if you don’t.” He kisses my lips.
I jerk away.
He fists my hair and pulls.
Pain explodes in my neck.
“Be still, or I will hurt you.”
I obey him.
“There’s a good girl.” He reaches to the right.
My gaze follows him to a tiny white pill. “Open up,” he coos at me.
I keep my mouth shut tight.
Something dark passes over his face. He backhands me.
My ears ring and my vision flickers like a television struggling to stay on. I come back to myself and I’m gagging on a pill he shoves in my mouth. With his massive hand clamping my mouth shut, I have no choice but to swallow. My cheek throbs, and I can taste the metallic tang of blood. “What did you give me?”
“Something to help you loosen up. They found this in Shannon’s system, too, along with the semen of three other men.”
My body shakes.
“No, I couldn’t defile you that way. I told you, Bluebell. I like you.” He strokes my hair like he hadn’t just drugged and attacked me.
I can see the insanity in his gaze. It terrifies me. Please find me soon, Shadow.