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"And the person who raised you did this to you? To motivate you to learn languages?"

"That…and other things. Science, medicine, surgical procedures—I did save the big blonde idiot's fucking life, by the way—"

"Luca isnotstupid," I snap.

"And to motivate me to kill—animals first, then people. He brought me a puppy one day. About a week later, he told me to kill it. A man with a mask hurt me until I did it. I wasn't born like this, I was made." He turns back toward me, propping his head on his elbow and running his fingertips down my arms. "The first one really is the only one that's hard, isn't it? After that, it's all just…blood and meat and bones."

"Why don't you just leave?"

"I'll never leave. I can't explain it, but I won't."

"I would go with you," I say softly.

"Now, why would you do something like that?" Sebastian asks. He pulls my body into his and threads his fingers into my hair. "What's wrong with you, Teagan? You keep coming when I call, just like all of the other pets, even though you know what I am…even though I keep hurting you, and you know I can't love you. I'd feel bad for you if I could—if I didn't like it."

I turn my back to him and curl my knees into my chest. "I don't know," I tell him. "And I don't know if I'll ever get used toyourface saying things like that to me."

But I think I do know. It's because I'm starving and because he knows what's on the other side of my mask, and no one else ever will. I can never tell anyone the truth about the things I've done or the way I feel. That's my prison.

So, it doesn't matter if it's real or not. It still feels good—as good as it's going to get for me.

He kisses the back of my head. "I know there are things you think you need, but you just need a place and a purpose, Teagan," he whispers. "You can have that. I can give it to you."

"Sebastian, please stop. I'm tired. I can't take anymore."

"You'll be okay. Go to sleep, Teagan."

I close my eyes, but it's hours before sleep finally comes for me.

TWELVE

Iwake up the next day with his body on top of mine, his hands inside my shirt, pushing it up over my tits. I'm naked from the waist down. I wonder for a minute if I'm dreaming while his thumbs run over the hard points of my nipples, but then I feel the head of his rock-hard dick between my legs, running down my wet center and over my clit.

It takes me a second to remember I'm dealing with Sebastian, not Bone Saw. Or that Bone Saw is Sebastian.

"Don't…"

"Shhh," he says, covering my mouth with his hand. He forces my legs further apart, groaning while he rubs his cock against my slit a few more times before he sinks into me, sucking in a breath through his teeth.

I gasp, my back arching off the bed when he fills me, moving his hips side to side until he's buried to the hilt.

"You should know that I like it like this. I waited as long as I could," he says, rocking his hips into me, slowly moving his thick cock in and out of me. "There's something about seeing youlying there helpless that just makes me…fuck, your pussy feels so good."

"Sebastian…" I moan.

"…Makes me want to rip you apart. And it's so easy to get you soaking wet like this, and then your legs fall open, and it just slides right in. Some girls say it hurts, you know. And I like that—knowing I'm hurting them with my big dick. You just grip it tight and come all over it. I have to work harder to hurt you."

Then, he lifts my legs together, throwing both ankles over his right shoulder, and begins thrusting into me hard.

"Fuck!" I cry out. "Fuck, it…feels so…"

It feels good. It hurts. Different sides of the same coin.

"You like that, baby? I'm still your master, Teagan," he grunts, slamming into me over and over again. "And you're still a little whore. I don't need to put on a mask to make that true. That means I get to do whatever I want to this pussy and this body."

"Ahh, fuck!" I bite my lip, my toes curling, as he rolls his hips, sliding in and out of me.

"You used to beg for my cock at the hospital. I used to stroke it while I watched you touch your pussy in the showers."