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“Makenna hurt,” she affiresture with both hands, as though she couldn’t find the right words

“Makenna can’t get it out?” Bard suggested gently

She nodded eagerly

“Not…get out,” she said and then swiped at her eyes “Bard…angry?”

“Angry? Why would I be angry?” he asked, mystified

She seemed to understand this question for she pointed between her own legs and said,

“Makenna not get out…”

Then she pointed between Bard’s legs

“Bard cannot…put in”

Bard widened his eyes at her

“You think I’irl? Because so in you that won’t come out so there’s no room for my cock?”

The very idea that he would be angry with her for the awful thing that had been done to her because it ht impede his own pleasure, told Bard all he needed to know about the things that must have happened to her at that damn Pleasure House

“Bard…angry?” she asked again in a small voice and he saw the fear and anxiety in her dark eyes

“No, baby girl—of course not Coainst his side again “Look, toonna take you back to the Med Center and see if we can’t get that dary,” he e her cheek as she looked up at him

“Bard not angry,” she repeated and he saw her eyes filling with relief His heart squeezed in his chest Gods, the poor little fe that wasn’t even her fault! Soainst her will!

Onceof protectiveness swept over him and this tih she was his feuest in his home

Which was ridiculous of course He ay too old for her It wouldn’t be fair to tie such a young, vibrant life to his own She ought to be with a young e But at the sa that she was his responsibility and he needed to take care of her

“Gonna take care of you, baby girl,” he proainst hi all right, I promise”