Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“Why is she kneeling like that?” Davrik asked, frowning at the obvious subservience. He and his own Sonya had practiced a form of D/s relationship and he had definitely been the Dominant. But Sonya’s part hadn’t been based on abject humility. She had submitted to him sexually in a very special way and Davrik had cared for her and cherished her—but he had never required her to kneel before him like this and grovel at his feet! The display was insulting and dehumanizing as far as he was concerned.
“Why, she is showing you that you are her Lord and Master, Sir Davrik,” the manager burbled. “This is part of the Supreme Treatment, which you paid for.”
“It is?” Davrik scowled as Sonya continued to hold her submissive pose.
“Yes, indeed! For the next week, you may do anything and everything you wish to her—there are no limits…although we do ask that you do not damage her physically more than can be fixed with minor surgery. No broken bones, please—but burns, cuts, bite and belt marks are acceptable if you’re into that kind of thing. We have a quick-skin grafter that can take care of most dermal damage.”
“What?” Davrik felt a surge of anger. Was this piece of shit actually saying he could abuse Sonya so much that she would require surgery and the management of The House of a Thousand Flowers would be perfectly fine with it? What in the Seven Hells was wrong with him?
“I’m not here to hurt or abuse her,” he said gruffly, trying to keep his temper in check. “I just want to spend time with Sonya—want to get to know her.”
“Oh, you’ll have plenty of time to ‘get to know her,’” the manager waggled his slimy antennae in a suggestive manner. “In fact, she’s currently wearing a sensor that will let me know when she has physical contact with you. Not enough contact will be punished severely, you can be sure of that!”
“What? But I never asked for that!” Davrik protested. This Sonya was going to think he was a monster before they even got to know each other!
“All part of the Supreme Treatment which you paid for,” the Sluggorn said smoothly. “We find that it’s best to keep an eye on our flowers while they entertain VIP patrons such as yourself. It makes them extra eager to please—and then everyone is happy.”
Everyone except for the poor female you’re forcing to have contact with some random male who bought her! Davrik thought but didn’t say. At this point he just wanted the fucking manager to get out of here so he could finally meet the Sonya of this universe and start getting to know her. And hopefully prove to her that he wasn’t an abusive monster.
“She is required to provide you with oral pleasure often—we keep track of that as well,” the manager burbled. “And you may use her in any way you see fit. For all intents and purposes, our lovely songbird is yours for the week, Sir Davrik. You will sleep every night in her bed, spend every day together, and eat every meal together—which will be catered by our personal VIP chef! Please feel free to request anything you want to eat or drink—the kitchen staff is completely at your disposal, just like Sonya.”
“All right,” Davrik said shortly. There was no point in protesting all this—apparently it was all part of the ungodly expensive Supreme Treatment package which he’d had to agree to in order to get a whole week with Sonya. He would just have to try and convince her that he wasn’t some rich asshole who only wanted to abuse her and exploit her body after the manager left.
“Good. Now then, Sonya—you may raise your head and meet your new Lord and Master, Sir Davrik,” the Sluggorn said.
Davrik’s heart thumped painfully. He couldn’t help wondering if maybe somehow she might know him. He knew it was foolish—this wasn’t his Sonya, even if she looked exactly like his lost mate. But what if she had been dreaming of him, as so many people did when their souls entwined with a Kindred’s? He had never Dream-shared with his own Sonya but maybe this new Sonya was different. What if she looked up and he saw recognition on her lovely face?
And then she did look up. Her eyes widened and an expression passed over her beautiful features. But not an expression of recognition or even happiness.
No, to Davrik’s horror, the look on her pretty face was the exact one she’d been wearing when she stared at the Trollox back in the lounge. It was an expression of stark, utter terror.
For some reason, he scared her to death.
SIXTEEN
SONYA
The moment Sonya had gotten off the stage, Oozle had been there, waiting for her. She was afraid he was angry about her missed notes—the way she’d faltered in the song she’d been singing. But she hadn’t been able to help it! That awful Sir Grox—the way he’d been staring at her and licking his lips! It made her shutter to remember the hungry lust in those beady yellow eyes!