Dee moved painfully to the door. She had already soaked in a hot tub until the water turned tepid, but she was still excruciatingly sore.
"Who is it?" she asked softly, one hand reaching for the baseball bat.
"It's Dominic."
With a relieved sigh, Dee unlocked the door and smiled up into the hazel eyes of the man who stood over six and a half feet tall. The crimson sunset was reflected on his freshly shaved head, and his white tee shirt seemed to be at least two sizes too small, stretched tightly over his powerful chest and arms. And of course, there were the obligatory black leather pants.
"What, you think you're Vin Diesel, now?" Dee couldn't help but reach up to touch his smooth head.
Dominic chuckled. "His movies are hot and women love this look. And there's a lot of stupid tourists around here."
She beckoned him inside and closed the door before receiving his hug with a grateful purr. His skin was hot to the touch.
"The sun's barely set, and you're already full?"
He grinned down at her and shrugged. "Couldn't help myself. Besides, thought you might need me... extra strong." Dominic looked at the black bruises on her wrists and the vicious bite on her throat. He looked at her questioningly.
"Caught a new one," Dee smiled.
"And how is he?"
"Sullen. Angry. One hell of a fuck." She felt her battered pussy respond eagerly, and she winced. "I was just going to make some tea," Dee said, heading for the kitchen with careful, pained steps.
Dominic caught her up in his strong arms as though she weighed nothing, cradling her against his chest like a child as he moved to sit on the sofa.
"I don't think tea is going to do it," he said softly, stroking her hair. "You should be more careful."
"I'm trying, Dom. I know the rule: no anal until he's tamed." Her sex was suddenly achingly eager at the memory of Yukio's fingers thumping in her ass, and she winced again.
"This won't do," he said. Dominic opened his wrist with his sharp teeth, and pressed the wound to her lips. He nodded as she latched on gratefully, drawing his strength into her, his blood immediately working to repair her damaged body. He stroked her hair and smiled into her eyes as they glazed over.
"Enough," Dee said, pushing his wrist away sooner than he liked. "Gods, Dom, you're like a drug."
"My little addict." His soft laugh rumbled through her head where it rested on his chest. He turned her head to reassess the bite on her throat. "Looking better already."
"Feeling better," see said, wriggling in his arms.
Dominic slid one big hand up her thigh, lifting the hem of her short smock to examine her. "Very pink," he said, and pushed one finger gently between her labia. "Very wet." He sucked her juices from his finger. "Mmm...you taste like GIRL."
Dee reached up and kissed him, her tongue slipping around his. "So do you."
He chuckled again. "When's your new toy due to rise?"
She looked out the window at the deepening twilight. "Any time now. I hope he remembers he's under the bed."
The words had barely left her lips, when the sounds of heavy furniture connecting with sleepy man came from the bedroom. His swearing was eloquent.
"Japanese?" Dominic asked her quietly. Dee shrugged and rose as the bedroom door opened.
Yukio stopped in the doorway bowed low to Dominic.
"Yukio Asakura?" Dominic laughed in disbelief. "The last time I saw you, you were seducing rich tourists in Tokyo. Oh, how the mighty have fallen." Dominic's rich voice had turned smug.
Yukio's dark eyes narrowed until they were only slits in his angry face. He pointed at Dee accusingly. "She is a witch!"
"Not exactly," Dominic said.
"She trapped me!"
"Yes." Dominic stretched out his legs before him and crossed his ankles. "I taught her well."
"This is intolerable! The tribes will--"
"The tribes will do NOTHING for someone foolish enough to disregard the warnings and allow himself to be captured," Dominic said softly. "Only further humiliation lies down that path, my friend. Trust me." Dominic had made sure of it.
