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Where the fuck did she learn to do that? It sure as shit wasn’t from Kaiden because he’s only mastered butterfly knife tricks like that since we’ve been in Black Hallows.
“Aww, you sound jealous, babygirl,” Kaiden teases. I wonder if he even saw what she just did. He can’t have. He’d be readjusting his dick right now and unable to form coherent sentences. I know I am. “Don’t be. You know you’re the only girl that will ever have Axel’s heart.”
“If he had one, I wouldn’t be interested in doing anything with it, other than tearing it from his chest and feeding it to the rest of you betraying bastards.”
“Ouch. I thought we were past that.” Kaiden frowns, giving her the puppy dog eyes. I flick my attention to Zie and he looks wounded too. What is going on here?
“Nope. It’ll take more than that to make up for the sins of the past. And the present.”
I smirk as she rubs her hand across her chest, across the ink that finally brands her as mine. I don’t think she even realises she’s doing it, it’s such an unconscious gesture that betrays her discomfort. It makes me hard every time. Harder than seeing her handle advanced weaponry like a goddamn pro.
“Well, while you’re holding a grudge, princess,” I say with a slow drawl. Measured steps close the gap between us and my palm wraps around the blade in her hand. “You may as well add the sins of the future to your list of slights too. Because there will be plenty. The only difference is, I’m not looking, asking or begging for forgiveness.”
I easily remove the knife from her grip and stare down into her dilated doe-like eyes. She’s so fucking gorgeous right now. Pretending not to be scared of me. I lick my lips, forgetting for a moment that I’m covered in someone else’s blood and the metallic tang of copper explodes on my tongue. Odi’s gaze is glued to my every move and she doesn’t see it coming when I close the miniscule gap between us.
I crush her against my hardness and bury my face in her hair. She smells like innocence and temptation, the promise of sins yet to be committed. She’s like a magnet I can’t stay away from. No distance will ever be enough to neutralise this attraction between us.
Nuzzling her neck I note the way her pulse flickers, the bright veins within the creamy pale skin of her throat throbbing alluringly. I lick my lips and taste blood again, groaning this time because it’s not the blood I want to taste. It’s not hers.
I nip at her lobe before breathing out on a whisper, “And if you want to carve my heart from my chest, you’ll be the only one eating it.”
Forcing myself to pull away, I turn back to our friend in the chair. He’s tied down and pretty beaten up, but pretty anything isn’t enough for me. I give him a savage grin. The sort that strikes fear into those who cross me.
He doesn’t even flinch.
Why would he? He doesn’t know who I am. Who we are. And he probably hasn’t yet figured out how this is going to end. Most don’t. Not this early on anyway.
“Speaking of eating. You’ve been here a while,” I say cordially to our guest. “You must be hungry.”
“Fuck. You.” He spits and the bloody saliva lands on my bare chest.
“What’s a little more blood in the grand scheme of things?” I shrug. “But really, you should eat.”
Nodding to Kaiden, he immediately stands behind our rapist friend and wrenches his jaw open with his hands. The rapist screams but it’s nothing yet. If I had to describe it in terms of a symphony, this would be Mezzo Forte. He’s a bit of a drama queen after all.
“I really wanted tonight’s menu to be Kid tongue, but alas, the hunt didn’t go as planned. You’ll have to settle for something much more aural than oral. It’s a little grisly, I’m afraid, but I promise the main course will more than make up for it.”
I fish the souvenir from my fight out of my pocket, flicking a forlorn glance at it for only a moment, before tossing it into Rob’s open and waiting mouth. It’s like feeding performing seals at the zoo. Kaiden slams his already broken jaw shut and I’m sure I hear teeth crack.
Rob the Rapist thrashes in his chair, his muffled protests Pianissimo with the way Kaiden holds him in a headlock. There’s no way that The Kid’s ear is coming back out of Rob’s mouth but Kaiden clamps a hand over his nose too to ensure he swallows. Or passes out. His protests gradually get quieter – diminuendo if you will – until barely audible sobs provide the backing track for the main event.
“Zie,” I bark.
He doesn’t need telling. He saunters over to the table of weapons where Odi’s still standing and reaches past her to select his blade of choice. Peony is frozen, unable to move out of his way, huge jade eyes locked on Rob.
I wonder what she’s thinking. What she’ll do when things…progress.
Zie crouches down in front of Rob, huge blade in hand. Despite the extensive swelling to his face, Rob’s eyes still widen at the sight of the hunting knife. Now who has the flair for the dramatics?
Zie taunts Rob with the blade, making him thrash in his bonds. It’s almost comical, but I’m getting bored.
“Zie.”
At my one-word order he makes short work of divesting Rob of his clothing, cutting away the material with sharp efficiency until he’s naked and pathetic in front of us. That’s it. All the theatrics with the knife were simply to get him naked.
“Doe.” Odi probably won’t understand why I’m using her title, but the others will. “Come here.”
She hesitates only a second before moving to my side on stiff legs. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.
