Page 8 of The Halo & the Heathen

It covers my hand and drips to my thighs, dark and viscous and shimmering… the oil-slick of it makes me gag.

Nothing hurts where it touches me.

Falling from my lips in a long stream, it joins the pool of blood that has formed around me from my shredded knees and feet and hands.

Oh no…

The haze at the edge of my vision presses closer and I sway. The darkness swallows me up before I feel the hard thud of the ground.

The blackout only lasts a moment. I come back as my head hits his hand, not the stone beneath me.

“You are not very durable, are you, pest?”

“I lost too much blood.” I mutter as he lifts me. I’m too weak to fight him. “I kind of need it.”

And I am going to have to rest if I want to help Skye. There’s no way I’ll be able to climb the stairway like this.

I’d fall straight back into hell if I tried.

It’s delirium that makes me think he’s gentle. I’m numbed by his cum and dizzy from the blood loss. I’m fuzzy from the exertion. I’m…

The slab of rock he sets me down on is concave, holding me like a cradle.

I sink into it like it’s going to swallow me whole, and when the demon tosses my ruined dress on top of me like a piece of trash, I don’t try to bat it away, I let the swimming sensation drag me back down to unconsciousness.

Damned if you Do

I jerk upright,gasping in the hot, foul air, and clutch the tatters of my dress to me.

The demon watches me with his head cocked to the side. “Did you dream?”

Did I—“No.”

He glares at me like he doesn’t believe me.

“Humans dream.”

“Sometimes. Not always.”

I press my back against the wall, wanting both stability and to get away from him, at the same time.

But the movement sheds my dress from my knees.

My knees that are no longer bloody, but instead shimmer with an iridescent sheen over angry pink wounds.

When I touch the skin, that sheen is part of my skin now. I’m stained by his cum.

I wonder how long it lasts, but I don’t ask.

“Do you really not have a name?”

He shakes his head. “What need have I of a name?”

“Well,Demon. I sucked your cock. Now let me go.” I hope I sound more commanding than I feel. Weakness still sits heavily over my body.

His smile shows too many teeth. “No.”

I stare at his mouth, lost in the glimmer for a moment too long before I hear what he said. “No?”

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