I held on to those rings. Arms shaking. Muscles tight. Feeling his hardness blooming and the dark magic clawing its way in to steal from me.
I flitted my eyes over my shoulder and found him watching my face. Every flicker of pain. Every hint of fury. He was watching each wince with interest.
I wanted to turn my face away or bury it downward so he couldn’t see my expressions.
And enjoy my suffering.
But the pressure of him pushing me like a board toward the wall made it impossible for me to turn my face at all.
Probably why he put me like this.
So he could enjoy the view.
Mathis was horribly cruel. Relentless. Vicious. Brutal. I could think of a million other dreadful words to describe him but only one seemed to really cover them all…Monster.
There’s a monster in me too. I r
