“What’s going to happen to me?”
Lonji straightened up. His thumbs pushed up between her breasts then drifted out onto her nipples. “I think you’ll like your new life. “Rest, Kyla,” Lonji said, sliping from between her legs and standing. That was a little disconcerting, but the cuffs weren’t connected to anything. It was automatic and Kyla closed her eyes, not paying attention to what her hand was doing. Suddenly remembering what his cock had felt like inside her, Kyla felt her loins start to moisten again. “And I am sorry but Falavax wishes me to begin immediately.”
Lonji gestured and bolts of energy suddenly arced from the walls to Kyla’s wrist cuffs, which were yanked in opposite directions. Her armor looked like she’d left it in a bonfire overnight, with large pieces missing. Kyla shouldered her rifle and drew her short swords, holding them reverse-grip and lifting herself into a crouch.
