Elizabeth's knees buckled slightly as his fingers pressed against her sensitive flesh. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, fighting the betrayal of her own body.
'It's just... biology,' she told herself desperately. 'He's a predator; this is natural for him...'
'It's only wrong because I was supposed to belong to someone else.'
"You know," Rex said, his voice dropping to that malicious, honeyed tone. "It's fucking pathetic."
"Your older sister Helena? She already has three kids."
"Three fucking children. She knows what it's like to carry a real man's legacy, even though that man disappeared."
"And your niece... Lily and Diana? They've already been properly fucked by me, Elizabeth." Rex laughed. "They know what they're missing."
'I knew it...' Elizabeth's eyes snapped open at the mention of her nieces.
'The way they cling to him,' she thought bitterly. 'The way they look at him with those fucking desperate eyes.'
