something about you, Serena; something engaging; something compelling,” he narrowed his eyes at her, taking in the vision of her naked, heaving breasts, “Something… familiar.”
His hand dropped to his side as his gaze wavered at a distant sight.
Something…
Familiar?
Where had he seen her—
Another of Serena’s muffled cries broke the swirling void of the ages in his mind, and, enraged by her interruption, he struck her again.
And again.
And again.
“WHO IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE…” he paused, looking at the quivering, bloodied girl before him and spit out the last of his lingering rage on her naked chest. “Lesson over, bitch! Now it’s time for extra-credit!”
He moved his hands—still shaky from the strange, ghostly shadows of whatever memories were calling to him—to separate Serena from her jeans. Again and again he fumbled with the task, growing evermore enraged by his own weakened resolve at—
He paused.
Weakened resolve?
Then his magic would also be…
Serena’s energy flared, and a wave of glowing purple strands—his body’s interpretation of the aura he’d seen her use so many times before—began to break free of his weakened magic hold on her.
The hold on her mouth broke, and she took in a sharp inhale; the sight of her fully extended fangs offering a morbid mixture of arousal and concern in Maledictus.
“Shit…”
“‘Shit’ doesn’t even begin to cover it, you rape-happy smegma-stain!” she roared and threw herself from the wall, tackling Maledictus. As the two of them fell to the floor, she worked the enchanted chains that bound her around his throat. “Fucking disgusting, power-hungry, twisted freak!” Punch after punch was driven into the side of his head; the enraged blonde she-vamp targeting the wound she’d inflicted on him; each impact sending wave-upon-wave of searing hot pain coursing through his pinned body.
Pinned…
All around him, the purple strands held him to the floor—making him think of glowing thread that had him stitched to the padded surface—and forced him to endure the pummeling.
Oh sweet irony…
She was so the girl for him!
The sheer perfection drew a series of cackles out of him as she continued her assault. Enraged by his reaction, she drove a knee into his groin; his laughter doubled. She drove her elbow in the broken rib she’d given him earlier; he howled in amusement.
It was all too perfect!
“Ruin everything”—Serena caught him across the face with a left hook and then—“Think you’re badass”—she jabbed her locked fingertips into his windpipe; stifling the laughter for a moment before it flared up again—“Think that lusting after death and destruction are power”—a wave of punches rained down on his chest; Serena’s fists moving too fast to see—“Show you! Once and for all, I’ll show you!” Eager to inflict pain on him, she moved to gouge his eyes…
And his right eye finally ruptured.
“About fucking time!” Maledictus cackled.
Serena shrieked in disgust, fury still causing her body to shake as she jumped back and began to shake the vile fluid from her left hand.
Free of the onslaught and Serena’s auric hold on him, Maledictus swung his tail out—sweeping the retching blonde off her feet—and bee-lined to for the door.
“NO!” Serena spotted his efforts and threw her aura after him, slamming into his back and throwing him against the door.
His right arm, taking the force of the impact, popped free of his shoulder—the reinforced siding of the door warping and a portion of the padded wall tearing around the seam—and the limb dropped several inches before swinging lamely at his side like a dead hunk of meat.
Maledictus hissed in pain as he struggled with the jammed door. “Fucking bitch!”
Serena fought against the enchanted chains, trying to free herself. “Yea, you better run, you fucking coward! Next time you bring that shit in here you’d better bring a pair of balls with
His hand dropped to his side as his gaze wavered at a distant sight.
Something…
Familiar?
Where had he seen her—
Another of Serena’s muffled cries broke the swirling void of the ages in his mind, and, enraged by her interruption, he struck her again.
And again.
And again.
“WHO IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE…” he paused, looking at the quivering, bloodied girl before him and spit out the last of his lingering rage on her naked chest. “Lesson over, bitch! Now it’s time for extra-credit!”
He moved his hands—still shaky from the strange, ghostly shadows of whatever memories were calling to him—to separate Serena from her jeans. Again and again he fumbled with the task, growing evermore enraged by his own weakened resolve at—
He paused.
Weakened resolve?
Then his magic would also be…
Serena’s energy flared, and a wave of glowing purple strands—his body’s interpretation of the aura he’d seen her use so many times before—began to break free of his weakened magic hold on her.
The hold on her mouth broke, and she took in a sharp inhale; the sight of her fully extended fangs offering a morbid mixture of arousal and concern in Maledictus.
“Shit…”
“‘Shit’ doesn’t even begin to cover it, you rape-happy smegma-stain!” she roared and threw herself from the wall, tackling Maledictus. As the two of them fell to the floor, she worked the enchanted chains that bound her around his throat. “Fucking disgusting, power-hungry, twisted freak!” Punch after punch was driven into the side of his head; the enraged blonde she-vamp targeting the wound she’d inflicted on him; each impact sending wave-upon-wave of searing hot pain coursing through his pinned body.
Pinned…
All around him, the purple strands held him to the floor—making him think of glowing thread that had him stitched to the padded surface—and forced him to endure the pummeling.
Oh sweet irony…
She was so the girl for him!
The sheer perfection drew a series of cackles out of him as she continued her assault. Enraged by his reaction, she drove a knee into his groin; his laughter doubled. She drove her elbow in the broken rib she’d given him earlier; he howled in amusement.
It was all too perfect!
“Ruin everything”—Serena caught him across the face with a left hook and then—“Think you’re badass”—she jabbed her locked fingertips into his windpipe; stifling the laughter for a moment before it flared up again—“Think that lusting after death and destruction are power”—a wave of punches rained down on his chest; Serena’s fists moving too fast to see—“Show you! Once and for all, I’ll show you!” Eager to inflict pain on him, she moved to gouge his eyes…
And his right eye finally ruptured.
“About fucking time!” Maledictus cackled.
Serena shrieked in disgust, fury still causing her body to shake as she jumped back and began to shake the vile fluid from her left hand.
Free of the onslaught and Serena’s auric hold on him, Maledictus swung his tail out—sweeping the retching blonde off her feet—and bee-lined to for the door.
“NO!” Serena spotted his efforts and threw her aura after him, slamming into his back and throwing him against the door.
His right arm, taking the force of the impact, popped free of his shoulder—the reinforced siding of the door warping and a portion of the padded wall tearing around the seam—and the limb dropped several inches before swinging lamely at his side like a dead hunk of meat.
Maledictus hissed in pain as he struggled with the jammed door. “Fucking bitch!”
Serena fought against the enchanted chains, trying to free herself. “Yea, you better run, you fucking coward! Next time you bring that shit in here you’d better bring a pair of balls with
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