I sighed and pulled a skeleton key from my pocket, which Ryland had given me after I emerged from the Crater. He insisted that I get some rest and relaxation. I would have found his words comforting if I didn’t know how just he just wanted me to heal fast so I could fight for him again.
I opened the door and walked inside, happy to have some time alone.
Except that I wasn’t.
On the far wall of the room was a wooden pallet with a straw mattress on top. As well as a woman. She turned her head and smiled at me. I was in too much pain to smile back. Even if I hadn’t taken a beating, I don’t think I would have managed so much as a smirk.
With her long blonde hair, warm brown eyes, and smooth skin, Sonya was undoubtedly beautiful. That came with a price. The Dogs had needs, and when they chose to satisfy them, they were anything but gentle.
I didn’t know how Sonya dealt with it, being the prize for anyone Ryland was pleased with at the moment. Did she force herself to enjoy it? Was too scared to defy them? Was she used to it by now?
Seeing her bare, freshly washed skin under the blanket from on top of the mattress made her intentions impossibly clear.
I closed the door behind me and shifted on my feet, trying not to look at her and remember how that skin had felt under my hands.
“I didn’t think you’d be here,” I muttered.
“Of course I am,” She smiled, but I saw the tension in her eyes and heard it in her voice. “You won the fight, which means you won me.”
I winced. Sonya frowned and I quickly looked away.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I just… The fight gave me some new bruises and I kind of lost it, and…”
I thought we’d stopped doing this.
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