Chapter 26
My eyes went to Sam first. He sat in a chair, thick ropes pinning his arms to his sides. Malia stood beside him, one hand on his shoulder. When she saw me watching she grabbed a handful of his hair with both hands and wrenched his head up before covering his mouth with her own. Sam tossed his head, but she tightened her grip, forcing him to endure her foul kiss.
When she finally released him she ran a hand over her lips, and gave me a sultry smile. ‘He really is quite delicious. It will be a shame to let him go before I have fully enjoyed the delights his body has to offer. Perhaps once you are dead I can persuade him to return to my bed.’
‘Never going to happen,’ said Sam before I could respond. He spat at her feet. ‘You taste like shit.’
Malia’s face darkened and she slapp
