The next day, I head off to the showers with the other inmates. I quickly disrobe when a large inmate makes an um-hum sound in the back of her throat.

“Looks like someone got herself a possessive lover.”

My neck throbs where Xanth sucked and bit me and my hand goes up to the spot to cover it instinctively. Just thinking back to the moment sends a shiver of excitement through me. That guy knows his way around a woman’s body.

“Don’t fret it, god-killer.” She winks and goes back to her nozzle, turning the water on full blast.

Right. I need to hurry up, but my face is burning....