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“Oh yeah?” I tease, gripping her hair and pulling it gently. “Why?”
“Because we wasted all that time.”
“No, Little Doll, we savored it.” I pull her earlobe into my mouth and nibble it before whispering, “I can’t wait to fuck you in every single pretty hole you have.” With that, I release her hair and she stares at me.
Then she leans back in and whispers in my ear, “Me too.”
Chapter 11
Ryder
Myalarmgoesoff,causing my phone and watch to vibrate simultaneously. It’s 11:50 pm, which means it’s time. “We have to go,” I say and help her off of me.
“Why? Is something wrong?”
I adjust my suit, walking over to the full-length mirror on the wall. I wave her over to make sure we look presentable.
“Nothing is wrong. It’s just time to head into the dungeon.” I see her eyes widen with fear and I quickly try to ease her mind. “Don’t worry. Britt went through it, too.”
She slightly relaxes and I turn to kiss her cheek as she closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and exhales. “Okay, I’m ready.”
I grip her hand tightly and lead her out of the great room and towards the elevator since it’s the only way down there.
I push my ring into the button and like usual, it’s a perfect fit. The button isn’t flat like most elevators. The mechanism will only push with the exact mold of the Knights ring. The doors slide open and once we enter, they close behind us.
I place my thumb on the touchpad and a voice rings through the cabin. “Ryder Marquez. Identified.”
Krista looks at me in awe and the elevator descends to the only other floor it has access to. The dungeon.
“Ryder?” she questions.
I face her and cock my head to stare into her eyes. “Yes, Muñeca?”
“Promise me that you will protect me.” Tears well in her eyes and I know it’s because of what she went through in foster care. That fear seems to be what’s surfacing here.
“I swear on my life that I will protect you against whatever and whoever, by any means necessary. Always.”
She nods and gulps down her nervousness, trusting me to keep my promise.
“This only seems bigger and scarier than it is. You won’t get hurt and nothing bad will happen.” I rub her back to comfort her. “It’s just the process of making you mine forever.”
The elevator doors slide open and darkness surrounds us as we step out.
Chapter 12
Krista
The Dungeon
Theelevatordoorsslideopen and my heart skips a beat. I’m blinded by darkness as we step out into the room and the doors squeeze closed. It’s quiet, too quiet, and I don’t know what to expect. Anxious feelings are drumming up inside me and chaos is about to ensue. My mind is a battlefield, but I know with everything inside of me that Ryder will keep me safe, and even more than that, Britt would never let a fucking thing happen to me.
But my mind goes to the little girl locked in that dark closet, with no food or clothes, waiting for her foster father to come get her.
“Let’s play a little game,” rings in my ears. Before I can spiral too much further, a warm hand rests on the small of my back and slides across my skin, holding me there. He’s leading me. He doesn’t speak and neither do I as I glance up at where I think his face would be. I squint, desperately trying to make out his features.
I trip and he catches me, not letting me eat shit and I thank God. I should have taken off these heels. What the fuck am I about to walk into?
I hear shuffling in the quiet, and a scatter of different footsteps, causing my senses to heighten even more. How does he know where he is going? It’s so fucking dark that shadows start to swiftly move around, white blurs making me dizzy.