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her slow demise. The vibrator built into the thin fabric slapped at her
tender flesh, immediately sending spikes of ecstasy through her body. And then
it stopped.
    “Tell me about your kind.”
    “Well, we like long walks on the beach, a good fuck under
the moon, and anal sex every solstice.”
    The vibration exploded once more. The panties that Lennox
had pulled tight against her skin caused her clit to swell with need. And then
it stopped. Lennox fingered the control, glaring at Zahra through the dim room,
lit by only a few candles flickering ominously in the corner.
    “Let’s try this again. Tell me about your kind.”
    Zahra exhaled as pain stabbed through her core. The buildup
of need was breaking her down from the inside. “We’re just like you and
everyone else, but have different needs to survive. The limbic system of our
brain is more fragile. We have higher levels of dopamine. When the components
in desire are not met, our bodies break down.”
    “It’s not just science,” Lennox said through clenched teeth.
“Science doesn’t compel you to fuck another man’s wife.”
    “So you’ve been fantasizing about me with another man’s
wife, have you? Well I confess, it’s been requested on occasion.”
    Her clit jumped as the vibration slammed against her
sensitive nub, the tight fabric sending shockwaves of pleasure and pain through
her body. The hum of the erotic torture filled the room. So good it hurts…
    “You think another man’s agony is comedy.” The tantalizing
vibration continued; an eerie sensation amidst Lennox’s dark oaths.
    Zahra parted her lips to issue a comeback, but only a moan
escaped. Ecstasy spiraled toward her. Her core glistened with readiness and
swelled under the tight lace. Zahra squeezed her eyes shut and hoped Lennox
wouldn’t see her nearest climax.
    The buzzing stopped. Silence became her nightmare.
    “Gods damn you!” Zahra cried as wetness threatened to spill
over her lids. Instead, she stopped breathing and demanded her tears back into
hiding.
    “How many men have you fucked?”
    “Just men? You mean we’re not
counting some of the demon breeds that are multi-gendered? Man, you must not
get out much, Lenny.”
    He was between her legs in an instant. His rough hands
gripped the thin lace, and the sound of shredding fabric echoed in the room.
    “Those cost me a fortune,” she said dryly. “Do you really
think I got those vibrating panties in this tiny-ass medieval village?”
    Lennox walked away and Zahra finally breathed a sigh of
relief. When he was near, his presence left her completely unnerved, not only
because he was her captor, but because his beautiful crystal gaze was
unreadable. His broad back turned to her, Zahra couldn’t make out what he was
looking for. He was rooting through a satchel.
    “Is that where you keep your stash of torture weapons?”
    In a scintillating twist, he turned with a familiar object in
hand. The beautiful blown glass was a work of art and also one of her favorite
dildos.
    “You really navigated my wall of sex toys, didn’t you? Am I
popping your dildo cherry? You seem very excited.”
    “Because I see weakness plain on your
face. Your body withering away as your tongue tries to convince yourself
otherwise.”
    He found his way between her legs once more, a massive
statue of a man, perhaps Ares, the god of war. His only quest was to destroy
her.
    Lennox reached out to find the tiny vibrator within the torn
scrap of lace then pressed it against her swollen clit. Under his command, the
small toy sprang to life. Wet rapids of heat flooded the area between her legs
and Lennox placed the large round head of the glass shaft at her core. Oh
gods.
    Her clit continued to throb and swell with unreleased need
as he pushed the smooth rod deep into her core and slowly began pulling back.
“I told you I wouldn’t be filling you.” His deep voice sent a shiver
down her spine. He continued to push and pull the dildo back and forth in