14: Rayleigh

It felt like ages since Zalakai left her alone. She sat on the bed with her back against the headboard. Rayleigh wrapped her arms around her knees and dove into her thoughts. It felt as if she had been in Hell for a couple of days, but did time work differently down here? Did a single day actually mean a week had gone by? A month? Maybe even a year? Unable to understand time below ground was mindboggling to her. Aside from that, there was that peculiar connection she had with Zalakai before he left. The idea of a Human and a Demon having any kind of intimacy was blasphemy. And yet...

She groaned as she turned over and laid down on the bed. The silk sheets rubbed against her skin. It tingled a bit. Exhaustion settled in. When was the last time she actually slept? Ever since she woke up chained to this very bed, it had been an endless wave of torture. Her eyes fluttered shut, but the images and sensations of Zalakai's tongue buried inside of her prevented her from sleeping. She clutch