door and pressing me against it. “Let me make you come, I need to feel you.”
“The cameras,” I whisper as he kisses his way across my neck and I slowly almost forget we are being watched.
“Fuck. Wait, I have an idea.” He picks me up, carrying me with him, and I can’t help but chuckle as I kiss his cheek.
Scott kicks open a door and then places me on the floor. I watch as he turns four of the shower heads on and they immediately push out hot water onto the tiles and soon fills the room with steam.
“Now they can’t see,” Scott says while walking up to me, and I notice each and every step. I suck in a deep breath as he stops right in front of me, a sexy grin on his lips. “I’ve wanted to taste you since we met, Izora Dawn.”
“No one is stopping you now,” I breathlessly say.
The way he looks at me is almost too much to handle.
His eyes burn with a fire I feel underneath my skin as he pulls my top over my head. He kisses me from my jaw all the way to my stomach, his hands running over my hard nipples as he lowers himself to his knees. Pulling my trousers and panties down, they pool at my feet and I step out of them just before he kisses me right on my clit.
I moan as he dives in, using his tongue to drive me crazy and so close to an orgasm. Throwing my head back, I roll my hips against his face as I come hard and fast, my legs shaking with the sensation.
Scott picks me up, pushing my back against the wall as I work on his shorts, pushing them down and taking his cock out. Lining up at my entrance, he cups the back of my neck as he slides inside me.
“Fuck, Izora. You’re so damn tight.” He groans against my lips as he thrusts in and out of me. We feel perfect together, so damn perfect. Feeling another orgasm building up, I kiss Scott harder, deeper as we move against each other, both of us close to the pleasure we know is so near now.
I come, tightening myself around him and he stills inside me, filling me with his come only moments later. Breathlessly, we stare at each other and I grin, the water feels cold as it falls down on us.
“The next time we do this, we will be out of this place and free,” Scott promises me.
I wish I could believe him.
But hope in this prison feels like it’s dead before it’s even begun.
“This isn’t good,” Scott whispers to me as we stand on our own, watching the double doors slide open for the next Blood Trials. There is a new kind of tension between us all, and as I glance around, it looks like everyone has a smile on their lips except for me and Scott. We are on our own. Scott isn’t a good fighter, but a brilliant healer. It still means I will be fighting a good deal of the horrors awaiting us while trying to keep him alive. If I had Axel and Memphis again, or even Luke…this would be a little easier to win. I know going in with only one good fighter is a death sentence.
Some inmates already see this as a perfect time to try to kill me. Fuck.
“I know,” I say, clasping his hand tightly in mine.
I refuse to show how scared I am. If I’m going to die this time, I’m going to go down fighting and without a trace of fear in my eyes.
Eva’s heels click as she steps out of the double door as they slowly open. Gold stands at her side, too close in my opinion, and his eyes search the crowd, locking in on me and Scott alone. His lips narrow into a thin line as Eva smirks at me.
“Good luck today. I am very interested in the results of this Blood Trial,” she says.
I bet. Bitch.
“I’m bored,” Gold announces, stretching his thick arms above his head. “A Blood Trial and a bit of murder would be a fun way to wake me up.”
“I haven’t allowed you to battle,” Eva snaps as he steps forward.
Gold looks back, and they stare at each other for a long moment before she nods. Looking very pissed off, Eva clicks her fingers and turns around, walking back into the room with her entourage of