Fuck. My cock grew even harder. I didn’t want her to suffer…I didn’t…but my body responded in a shameful, disgusting way at the thought of being the one on the other end of the cane. I’d never hurt her the way he had, but I wanted to make her cry. The urge intensified the longer we were locked in this dark hole together. Denying it was useless, but maybe if we poked and prodded at my memories, I’d understand it better.

Bury your head in the sand some more, Mason.

The dark tendencies had always been there, but something had made me snap, had propelled me to act on them. I wanted to remember what that something was.

She moaned again, face nudging the side of my neck. Rolling her hips, she slid her mound up and down my length in sensual madness.

“Fuck, Alex.” I twisted my head and nipped her lips, nudged her chin until she turned and bared her ear. My breath wafted over the delicate skin beneath her earlobe, and I whirled my tongue, savoring the salt of her flesh. The urge to bite became overpowering. I couldn’t help it, couldn’t stop it. My mouth had a mind of its own, and I sank my teeth in with a groan.

She pulled at my hair with frantic fingers, and my traitorous hips jutted up to meet hers. “Don’t stop talking. What happened next?”

“You left me in there for a few days. You fed me”—her wet center teased my tip, and she gasped—“gave me a bucket to piss in. That was a dick thing to do, by the way.”

“What other dick things did I do?” I tried not to think of how close my dick was to pushing inside her.

“You cooked breakfast for me, let me take a shower. Made me eat off the floor.”

“I fucking what?”

“I knocked my plate off the table, so you made me eat off the floor.”

I’d been a mean sonofabitch, and I didn’t know how she could relive that while grinding on me, her pussy slick over my shaft. Fucking teasing. She could easily impale herself on me, but instinctively, I knew what she was waiting for.

She wanted me to force her cunt onto my cock. I grasped her hips and almost pushed her downward. She’d fit me like a glove. I knew she would. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I’d already been inside her. How could I forget something like that?

“Later that night, you fucked me.”

I groaned at the mental picture of her helpless beneath me, skin doused in sweat, her body shuddering. “Tell me when you were most scared.”

“When you made me tell you about Zach…or maybe the night I almost drowned in the river. Both were pretty fucking terrifying, Rafe.”