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“Feel better?” Dimi asks.
I nod.
Smiling, he gets to his feet, then turns to Vik. “She’s swollen and sore, but there’s no tearing or damage, we’ll have to be gentle when we fuck her.”
“No, no, no, I’m out of action for at least a couple of days. My pelvis has a pulse,” I protest.
“I’ll go grab you some Tylenol.” Laughing, Vik presses a quick kiss to my temple before he hands something to Dimi and strides out of the closet.
“Soon, we’ll all sleep naked, but for now.” Dimi lifts a shirt over my head and the fabric falls to my knees. The cotton is soft and worn and so much better than any of the fancy silk and lace I’m sure is waiting in my side of the closet.
Pushing my arms through the sleeves, I hug the shirt to my body. “Is this Vik’s shirt?”
“Probably.” Dimi shrugs. “Let’s get into bed, we can pick a show or a movie to watch until you fall asleep.
“In your room?”
“No, it’s fine for the two of us, but it’ll be a squeeze with Vik too. We’ll sleep in the big bed tonight.”
My lips turn down into a frown, but I let him take my hand and guide me into the main room and toward the big bed. Staring behind me, I sigh as I look into Dimi’s smaller, enclosed room.
“How ’bout you guys bunk out here in the big bed and me and my well used vagina take one of your beds?” I suggest, flashing him a bright, fake smile.
“Why does it bother you so much sleeping in the bed we picked for you?”
“It’s too open, too exposed, I’d rather sleep in a broom closet than out here in the middle of the room where it’s so unprotected.”
“You’re safe here, Malishka. We’re on an island, in the middle of the ocean, in a house guarded by at least a dozen armed men at all times. We have every security measure available on the market, including bulletproof glass and retinal scanner locks on the doors. Sleeping between us, there is nothing and no one that will ever get through us to hurt you.”
“I…” I trail off, knowing that what he’s saying is true.
“We won’t ever let anything hurt you,” he whispers again, pulling me into his chest and hugging me tightly.
Exhaling, I let myself relax into him. I’m not sure when I stopped thinking of him as one of the most dangerous things on this island, but I need to remind myself that I’m safe here… but only for as long as they still want me, or until they use me up and spit me out. I haven’t survived until now by placing my own safety into other people’s hands. No matter how good the sex is, or how nice they are to me, I can’t forget how I got here and how ruthlessly they ripped me from my life without thought.
Eventually I’ll be free again, and when that happens, I can’t allow myself to be soft because they’ve lulled me into a false sense of security. I survived a year living on the streets by keeping my wits about me. Just because, right now, I have a beautiful roof over my head, doesn’t mean I can let my guard down.
Turning my head, I eye Dimitri’s bedroom with longing.
“It bothers you that much?” he asks, obviously sensing my tension.
I nod.
“I’m sorry, Malishka, how about we watch TV in the big bed, then we can talk about our sleeping arrangements later? Now, would you rather Lev not join us? Vik told me about Lev’s punishment.” His lips curl into a smirk. “He hurt you and that isn’t okay, but I think he would like to join us, if that’s alright with you.”
I shrug. “It’s your house, he can do as he pleases.”
“It’s our house, the four of us. But this space is yours, we designed it specifically for you and if you’d rather he stays away, then that’s what he’ll do. He knows he needs to earn your forgiveness.”
I refuse to acknowledge that he just said they designed this orgy space for me, and shrug again. “It’s fine, he wasn’t wrong after all, he just said the things we’re all thinking, but no one else had said.”
“No, Malishka, Lev was very, very wrong and he didn’t mean it, he was just jealous.” Lifting my head, he cradles my cheek in his palm. “Vik thought he’d fucked all of the guilt and shame out of our filthy little cum slut, but I’m sure he’ll be happy to give you another lesson on why it’s never wrong or shameful to want your husbands’ dicks. Then once he’s finished reminding you that we love every filthy cum-filled inch of you, I’ll happily sleep with my dick in your cunt, keeping Vik’s gift deep inside of you.”
“No.” I shake my head. “I’m too sore. Please, no.”
Dimi’s chuckle is full of sadistic amusement. “I can make you like it, even if it hurts. I can help you learn to love the pain.”
Fear prickles the back of my neck and I carefully try to back up, allowing my flight instinct to kick in.
