and I cling to the tile. I can barely hold myself up. Only then does Ivan slip his finger out of me. My eyes feel heavy, and I let him sling both of his arms around me, carrying most of my weight. He gave me something I’ve never felt before, and I’ll never forget that.
“Thank you,” I murmur, leaning against his chest. I close my eyes, enjoying the aftermath of the endorphin rush, and though he doesn’t say anything, I know he feels the same things I’m feeling. An invisible teether, pulling us together, bringing us closer and closer together.
8
Ivan
Her tiny body leans against mine, and I know if I wasn’t holding her up right now, her knees would buckle. Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s still trying to get her breathing under control. Then I realize… I am, too. Fuck, that was hot. Her pussy was so tight around my finger, clenching and squeezing the fucking life out of me. I want nothing more than to plunge my dick deep inside her, to feel her pussy squeeze my dick like she did with my finger moments ago.
My balls ache, and my cock is so hard I don’t know if it will ever go down again. I groan, knowing that I can’t have her. Not this way, not any way. She isn’t mine to keep, mine to have.
I reach for the shampoo and squeeze some into her hair. With my free hand, I start washing her, massaging her scalp while moving the suds through her long hair. I wish more than ever that we were in another world where I could have her, make her mine.
“What’s the checking thing you were talking about?”
I question for a moment if I should tell her or not. Would it be worse to know? If she knows and fights them, she could get hurt, but if she knows and is prepared, maybe it’ll be easier for her.
Then again, she might be just as scared. I don’t internally argue with myself until after I’ve rinsed out her hair. By that time, she’s regained some strength and can stand on her own again. She turns to look at me, her big blue eyes pleading with me.
Fuck, I know then I’m going to tell her, even if I don’t want to. She’s got this pull on me, something about her makes me want to do the right thing. I hand her a washcloth after squirting some soap on it. She takes it and starts washing herself, while I start on myself.
“We have a doctor come and check out each of you to make sure you aren’t sick and don’t have any diseases that can be given to the buyer.” I pause briefly, not wanting to say the rest. “They also check to make sure each of you are still virgins. We only sell virgins because they bring in the highest paying dollar and usually these things are checked when they bring you in, but this time around, the doctor wanted to wait.”
Violet gives me a shocked expression. “So, they will just take me somewhere and force me to lay there while they inspect me?”
I gulp, “Yes. One of the guards will come and get you and take you down to the doctor’s office. There you will strip and get into the chair.”
“What happens if I don’t want to do it?” she whispers. I think she already knows the answer, but I answer her anyway, just to prove how horribly dangerous this could be for her.
“If you don’t do as they tell you, they’ll hurt you. It will happen one way or another, Violet. And if you keep fighting them, they’ll give you a sedative. If they do that then…”
“Then I can’t protect myself,” she finishes for me. The idea of one of the other men touching her makes me furious, makes me want to break bones, rip flesh, kill and destroy. Every instinct inside me tells me to claim her, but I can’t, and it’s fucking killing me. When all of this is over, I’ll have to let her go. When it comes time for the auction, everything I did here won’t matter, and I hate that.
Violet rinses all the suds off her body, and then I do the same. Once we’re both clean, we step out and I dry her off, wrapping her hair up just like I did the other day.
She smiles up at me, but there is a sadness in those big blues. “I’m