Chapter 100 - Ryker

She went slack beneath me, but this time it didn't freak me out. I could feel the warmth pushing from her skin. Could feel her pulse begin to slow and hear her little snore.

She was back. She'd come back to me.

I pulled from the depths of her body. Felt a ridiculous amount of pleasure at watching our combined juice slide from her cunt. I hadn't scared her. Hadn't freaked her out.

I got to my feet, went to the little sink area in the room. Wetting down a wash rag, I went back to the bed. Cleaned her up. Cleaned me up.

I scrubbed the dried blood off her arms. Winced at the bruises she carried on her arms, her chest. I'd hurt her. Using all the tricks my father had taught me to hurt people.

And every stroke, every strike, every piercing had flayed my heart open. I would have done better had I been forced to inflict the pain on myself instead of her. I could give her pain. But I swore I would never again hurt her.

As clean as we were going to get without showers and new sh