6.
~ "Anna? The gentleman you were with at the workshop, the one who brought you back, did you allow him to fuck you?" Christian asked as Ariadne winced. Christian's fingers were inside her now. Rubbing and stroking as she stood with her back to him. Her hands hanging at her side as she allowed him to touch her.
"No, sir." She whispered.
"Did you allow anyone to fuck you?" Christian asked. His hand working harder and almost lifting her off her feet as his fingers trusted inside her.
She winced again and tried not to cry.
'This isn't me this is happening to.' She thought.
"No, sir." She said numbly.
"That's very good." Christian said in her hair. His hand moving over her sex bud and she let out a gasp. "You still know that you belong to me." He whispered.
She nodded.
'This isn't me this is happening to. This isn't real.'
"You still get so wet for me, don't you?" He teased her. "Because you were always meant to be my whore."
She felt dead inside. She felt nothing. She would go back with Christian a shell of a person. Totally empty inside. This time, there would be no rescue diver to help her. This time, she would leave him forever. She didn't even feel what he was doing anymore.
Which made the shock of Arthur's attack so unexpected.
With a jolt, Arthur pulled Christian off her.
Ariadne was free.
Her hands went to her pants, zipping herself back up. She needn't have bothered. The Point Man and her former lover were engaged in battle and they both ignored her.
"Look who woke up." Christian teased as he looked at Arthur maliciously.
"Lets see how you do against someone who fights back!" The Point Man growled. Blood trickling down his head from the blow Christian gave him before.
Christian lunged at Arthur and the Point Man easily grasped his attacker's hand and held it fast to his own body. Locking Christian in a firm hold he had trouble escaping from.
Like a spider, Arthur's other long arm was around Christian's throat and his oh so limber legs were kicking Christian's knees, causing them to buckle.
She wanted to shout a warning to the Point Man. Tell him that Christian was trained in martial arts. But Arthur didn't seem to need any help from her. Christian was falling to the floor and the Point Man was swift and brutal in a punch to Christian's kidneys.
Besides, her attention was otherwise occupied. Her eyes locked onto Arthur's glock that Christian had dropped. She wanted to wake up with the Point Man's gun. She wanted to wake up in the warehouse and have Arthur there. Have him telling her it was only a dream. That he would take her to their home. A cozy, safe place. A home with a little bed they would cuddle in. Maybe a bassinet in the corner. That baby Christian had taken from her body. A baby that was alive and loved.
She looked fondly at the glock as Christian elbowed Arthur in the face. The blow stunning the Point Man only slightly as his powerful fingers latched on and pulled Christian's arm backward till he heard a sharp snap and Christian cried out.
~ 'Dislocation.' Arthur thought. A feeling of glee rushing through him as he wrapped his legs around the monster who had hurt Ariadne. Pinning him effortlessly as his other arm went around Christian's neck. Effectively immobilizing him. This guy was well trained in fighting, no question, but there was a difference in training, and real world application. Arthur had too much life experience to be taken down by a rich boy who took kick boxing lessons.
~ The Point Man had woken up in the empty workshop with no idea what happened. The beeping of his cell phone going off and his body; too heavy to move.
Ariadne was gone and his head was bleeding. He was ashamed to admit that it took him a few seconds to realize what was happening. That the beeping of his phone was Ariadne's tracking locket. She was calling for help.
He panicked at finding his gun was missing from his side holster. He felt naked without it. He looked over his cell phone and saw the bulls-eye was a few blocks from here. He shook off the headache and ran.
He didn't see all of Ariadne when he entered the warehouse. Only Christian's back. He didn't see what was happening or what he was doing to her. The Point Man only knew she was alive and that she need protection. With a rage only found on missions, he threw Christian off her and they engaged in battle.
He realized Christian didn't have his glock on him and that his adversary was decent in combat, but, ultimately, no match for the Point Man.
With professional, martial arts fighting moves, Arthur held Christian down and punched him in the face repeatedly.
"You leave her alone!" The Point Man shouted as Christian was helpless to even cover his now bleeding face. "She doesn't belong to you! She never belonged to you!"
Over and over, Arthur hit him till Christian as coughing on his own blood.
Both men were so focused on their fight, they had forgotten about Ariadne and the glock. They were startled when the sound of the gun shot pierced the warehouse.