pain. I knew he’d torn me to hell and back. I was bleeding, I could smell it, along with his cum. The two scents made a stench I couldn’t stomach. I heaved, screaming at the top of my lungs the moment I caught my breath. If it was from the pain or the pure rage sweeping through every inch of my body, I wasn’t sure. I was losing it. Maybe I already had. My eyes darted around in jerky movements and my heart was slamming into my chest.
“I’m going…to kill…you,” I managed in my broken English. “Kill you,” I said more steadily. “You’re dead.”
“Good luck with that.” Sayer pushed from the bed, pulling his cock to each side, examining it. Crimson covered his shaft and balls. The smile that appeared only dragged me further under. As he disappeared into the closet and then the bathroom, I couldn’t take my eyes off the door guarding him. Slowly, my lips separated and I stared before me, watching the black smoke pour from my mouth. The long trail hit the ceiling, billowing out and crawling along the walls. Thoughts faded as the room darkened and disappeared completely. The amount surrounding me was so thick, like a blanket comforting me and keeping me safe. I heard the door shut and a laugh broke through the smoky surroundings.
“Oh, Princess. Do you really think you can use my own gift against me?”
Like a shadow standing out against the darkness, a blur sped toward me. All I saw were fangs as my feet shot up. Before I could use my teeth as a weapon, his were sinking into my neck. He didn’t drink. Didn’t do anything but use his force to render me immobile. It was a warning—a show of his power. I didn’t stand a chance. He could kill me now. Could have killed me before, yet he hadn’t.
Sayer let go, bringing back his fist to plant it right into my mouth. Teeth fell loose against my tongue with a gush of blood and I turned, spitting them out. Within seconds, they grew back, but not without a price. The pain was crippling. A blood curdling scream left me and I was frozen. Even with the cuffs magically falling loose, I couldn’t move. I was so weak. In so much pain, it was hard to get past the thought of being defeated.
“Get up.” Sayer pulled me to stand, pushing a loose, white slip over my head. It came down a few inches above my knees, but it didn’t hide what I saw. Cum mixed with blood ran down my legs and I squeezed them together, feeling and seeing the wetness just past the hem smear.
“You look great. Marko’s going to love this,” he whispered in my ear. “And this is what he’s going to see right before you kill him. He’s going to know you’re mine. That I’m the one with the power to do to you whatever I want. He’ll be so devastated by your appearance, his guard will be down. And you’ll end him once and for all. You got that?”
Sayer jerked against my arm, pulling me toward the door. I could fight, but I didn’t. He was taking me to see Marko. Somehow, I knew this person, but I couldn’t put the pieces together in my mind. Everything was blurring together. I was fading again and there was only one thing I knew: I had to get to him. Had to get to Marko.
Hunter’s shouts continued, but not for long. The door closed behind us and Sayer pulled me toward the tunnel at a fast pace. Blood was all I tasted and smelled, and it was my own. It left my adrenaline soaring to dangerous heights. The moment we broke into the large open room, every sound in the city pinged in my ears, spiking my need to defend myself. Musicians sang. People laughed far off in the distance, moans even broke through from somewhere, but I was pulled from the moment by a group of people coming to an abrupt stop in front of me. Their power was strong. Together, it made me pull against Sayer’s grip so I could try to protect myself. Two men and two women. One with dark hair had my eyes narrowing. She stirred something in my mind, but I wasn’t sure whether she was a threat.
“Oh…God,” she
“I’m going…to kill…you,” I managed in my broken English. “Kill you,” I said more steadily. “You’re dead.”
“Good luck with that.” Sayer pushed from the bed, pulling his cock to each side, examining it. Crimson covered his shaft and balls. The smile that appeared only dragged me further under. As he disappeared into the closet and then the bathroom, I couldn’t take my eyes off the door guarding him. Slowly, my lips separated and I stared before me, watching the black smoke pour from my mouth. The long trail hit the ceiling, billowing out and crawling along the walls. Thoughts faded as the room darkened and disappeared completely. The amount surrounding me was so thick, like a blanket comforting me and keeping me safe. I heard the door shut and a laugh broke through the smoky surroundings.
“Oh, Princess. Do you really think you can use my own gift against me?”
Like a shadow standing out against the darkness, a blur sped toward me. All I saw were fangs as my feet shot up. Before I could use my teeth as a weapon, his were sinking into my neck. He didn’t drink. Didn’t do anything but use his force to render me immobile. It was a warning—a show of his power. I didn’t stand a chance. He could kill me now. Could have killed me before, yet he hadn’t.
Sayer let go, bringing back his fist to plant it right into my mouth. Teeth fell loose against my tongue with a gush of blood and I turned, spitting them out. Within seconds, they grew back, but not without a price. The pain was crippling. A blood curdling scream left me and I was frozen. Even with the cuffs magically falling loose, I couldn’t move. I was so weak. In so much pain, it was hard to get past the thought of being defeated.
“Get up.” Sayer pulled me to stand, pushing a loose, white slip over my head. It came down a few inches above my knees, but it didn’t hide what I saw. Cum mixed with blood ran down my legs and I squeezed them together, feeling and seeing the wetness just past the hem smear.
“You look great. Marko’s going to love this,” he whispered in my ear. “And this is what he’s going to see right before you kill him. He’s going to know you’re mine. That I’m the one with the power to do to you whatever I want. He’ll be so devastated by your appearance, his guard will be down. And you’ll end him once and for all. You got that?”
Sayer jerked against my arm, pulling me toward the door. I could fight, but I didn’t. He was taking me to see Marko. Somehow, I knew this person, but I couldn’t put the pieces together in my mind. Everything was blurring together. I was fading again and there was only one thing I knew: I had to get to him. Had to get to Marko.
Hunter’s shouts continued, but not for long. The door closed behind us and Sayer pulled me toward the tunnel at a fast pace. Blood was all I tasted and smelled, and it was my own. It left my adrenaline soaring to dangerous heights. The moment we broke into the large open room, every sound in the city pinged in my ears, spiking my need to defend myself. Musicians sang. People laughed far off in the distance, moans even broke through from somewhere, but I was pulled from the moment by a group of people coming to an abrupt stop in front of me. Their power was strong. Together, it made me pull against Sayer’s grip so I could try to protect myself. Two men and two women. One with dark hair had my eyes narrowing. She stirred something in my mind, but I wasn’t sure whether she was a threat.
“Oh…God,” she
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