Chapter10

#Chapter10

CAGED

Pain still surging through my body, I groaned into the pillow, I couldn't sleep all night, it's as though I could still feel his touch burning my skin, I could still feel him inside of me and it was not a good feeling, rather than pleasure, it was more like I was still being torn apart. I had finally bled out enough to require a blood transfusion and thankfully, there was a certified doctor here and someone in this cult of satanists had my blood type to transfer their blood to me.

Sitting up, I rested against the soft comfortable pillow, eyeing the man before me, sitting on the chair next to my bed, his dark black eyes were gazing at me almost like he was looking into the soul that now belonged to the Devil. A needle stuck into his left arm, a tube attached to it that went up to an IV filled with his blood that he was kindly giving to me.

/"How are you feeling?/"

He questioned, his voice deep yet soft with a hint of concern.