"Whether you like it or not." Her lips curled into a smirk as she pulled back, her gaze sweeping over the captured women.
"And as for Ryan and the other men…" She shrugged, her tone dismissive. "We'll talk about them when they come back."
Hina's breath hitched, her fists clenching at her sides, but she didn't pull away. She couldn't. Not with Ravina's warriors surrounding them, their spears glinting in the morning light.
Then Ravina turned to me, her fingers lifting to brush against my cheek. "Hello, Dexter…" Her voice was soft, almost affectionate, but her eyes were sharp, possessive.
Kerry reacted instantly, her body moving between us as she pulled me behind her, her voice fierce. "Don't harm Dexter!"
The movement made the fabric of her skirt ride up, revealing the curve of her ass, the shadowed crack between her cheeks. My eyes flicked to it for just a second—just long enough—before Ravina's gaze followed.
