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Sonja slid her dagger back and forth in the air as if to whet its appetite for Belit’s blood. The bitch was so close, out there in the whirl of the tavern’s barroom, while Sonja clung to the shadows—virtually all she had to do was walk up to her and…

Yet her body betrayed her. It yielded to her mind. Once more she had to recall how Belit had… beaten her. And then—how she and Conan had enjoyed themselves!

Sonja could almost forgive them that, but the way she’d enjoyed it too! How could she not admit how good Belit’s fingers had felt in her sex? Shamefully, she wanted more of that thrilling touch. And the look Belit had given her after—as if she still wished to provide what Sonja had so delighted in!

She had attempted to avenge herself on Conan already; his defeat of her a throbbing need that had to be tended to. It hadn’t been, but she’d made peace with Conan being an equal. One she might deal with again and again… with pleasure after pleasure for the taking, until he craved her as much as… as much as anyone…

But Belit was her true enemy, the one that was—

Was coming towards her, even now. Sonja stood there, stunned, trying to comprehend this new, unfamiliar situation as Belit walked right up to her, unarmed, and knelt at Sonja’s feet. Was this submission? No—Belit’s eyes flashed willfully as she tugged down the length of belted chainmail that both armored and censored Sonja’s lower body, leaving her bare from the waist down!