Then she stepped back, keeping Lee pinned to the bars. “Lee is doing just fine, isn’t she?”
“Let go of her!”
“Oh, I don’t suppose so.” Reaching out, she slipped a hand beneath Lee’s right breast. “Lovely, isn’t it?” She squeezed it, but Lee didn’t react.
Out cold?
Maybe that’s good, I thought.
“How do you suppose it tastes, Mister Thompson?”
“Leave her alone.”
Valeria licked her lips, then spread her mouth open wide. “NO!” I yelled.
As I plowed into her, she stumbled away and let go of Lee. In the comer of my eye, I glimpsed Lee sliding to the floor.
Arms clamped around Valeria, forehead pressed between her breasts, I chugged with my feet and drove her across the cage. I had a vague notion of slamming her against the far wall and going at her with my fists the same as Lee had done.
But Lee’s punches hadn’t hurt Valeria, so why should mine? Anyway, we didn’t make it to the far wall. Valeria fell flat on her back and I landed on top of her.
Aren’t the five minutes up yet? I wondered.
Maybe they’ve stopped counting.
“TIME?” I shouted.
Valeria, beneath me, said, “This is not a game anymore.”
She was under me, breathing hard. I felt the quick rise and fall of her chest against the side of my face. It was wet and hot and I heard her quick heartbeat.
She’s no vampire!
Of course not, I thought. No such thing.
Just a woman.
Just.
I pushed myself up. Sitting on her pelvis, I pinned her wrists to the muddy ground by her sides.
She smiled up at me. “Now what?” she asked.
I had no idea.
I looked to Lee for an answer, but she was sprawled on the ground, apparently unconscious.
“Give up?” I asked.
“I don’t believe so.” Smiling, she writhed. I watched the rain bounce off her shiny breasts. Her nipples were dark and rigid. “I know what you would like to do.”
I shook my head.
“Go ahead. I’ll let you. I let your friend Rusty do it, and he’s not nearly as cute as you.”
“You let him?”
“Did you honestly believe he’d overpowered me?” She chuckled softly. “I hardly think so. Nothing happens to me unless I allow it. And I hereby allow you, Dwight Thompson.”
I shook my head.
A smile spread over her face. “I know you want to. I know you lust for me.”
“If you say so.”
“Now’s your chance,” she said. “You have me at your mercy, Mr. Thompson.”
“Yeah, well....”
“I’m all yours.”
“Forget it. All I wanta do is get outa here. Come on, okay? It’s been five minutes.” I looked over my shoulder and saw Stryker outside the cage door, staring in. My two guards were standing beside him. “Come on!” I yelled. “The five minutes are up! Let us have Rusty back and we’ll ...”
Smiling, Stryker shook his head.
“You don’t want to die a virgin, do you?” Valeria asked.
I suddenly didn’t feel too good.
“This may be your one and only chance to avoid such a miserable fate.”
I just sort of stared at her.
“Kiss me,” she said.
I shook my head. “We just wanta get out of here. With Rusty.”
“Kiss my breasts.”
I shook my head.
“Fuck me.”
“No thanks.”
“Last call. You’re about to die, either way. You might as well die happy.”
“You’re really beautiful and everything,” I said, “but I don’t even like you. I wouldn’t do it to you if you were the last woman on ...”
She roared in my face and flung me off her body. As I rolled across the floor of the cage, she sprang to her feet. She swept down, grabbed my shirt and ripped it open. Then she picked me up by it.
She raced across the cage, holding me out in front of her, and rammed me into the bars. My ears rang. Barely conscious, I felt her rip the shirt off my shoulders and down my arms.
She rubbed her wet, slippery breasts against my chest. Writhing against me, she kissed me on the mouth. “See what you’ll be missing?” she asked. Then she clutched my right shoulder and my head. She shoved my head sideways, stretched her mouth open wide and went for my neck.
Shrieking, I pushed at her.
I knew it wouldn’t do any good, but I shoved at her breasts with both hands and a weird little part of my mind thought how nice they felt.