Page 63 of Marked for Extinction
“If the bloodsuckers don’t get here first, I’m going to kill you all! You’ll pay and beg for mercy when I collect all your fucking heads!” I shouted, following it with a maniacal laugh.
They were all dead, they just didn’t know it yet.
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Inés
I didn’t like being away from Vik this long, but he told me last night that he needed to speak with the commander of Black Hollow. I had to trust that he knew what he was doing. Despite him being unstable, he was a good man. One that would sacrifice his own life to save me.
Amir returned with a bag of skulls without a word, shaking his head as he left us to settle in. Vik slowly found spikes to put them all on and leaned them against the wall. With all the shit we had gone through to get back home, I ignored it and let him have his souvenirs.
I cleaned up the home they assigned to us as best as I could. There weren’t enough for each of us individually but we didn’t mind sharing, not after…
My face flushed as I remembered the way he cleaned me again, forcing me to bend over the trench as he fucked me from behind, pulling my hair and making me whisper his name, making me tell him how bad I was and how much I needed to be disciplined for getting myself so dirty.
My hands found their way to my clit as I swirled and hummed, thinking about the way Vik’s hands roamed my body, worshiping me, making me feel alive again.
“Inés, what are you doing?”
I shrieked as I jumped back with my hand on my chest. Beau’s eyes zoned in on my fingers that were still wet. Embarrassingly I put them behind my back as if it would help make me look less guilty than I already felt.
His nostrils flared as his look turned into a glare.
“I’m going to make things right. Just you wait and see.” It was all he said as he left the doorway, letting the curtain fall back in place.
How long was he standing there?
Why was he still trying to court me when there had been an increase in women in Black Hollow?
I was glad that my newly found paranoia made me strap multiple blades on my person beneath my clothing.
Groaning in frustration, I went back to fold the blankets they provided for us and place them on the foot of the mattress on the floor. My face flushed again, thinking about how Vik ravaged me all night, refusing to let me sleep. His cum was still dripping from my pussy when I woke up to him already gone.
I couldn’t take this anymore. I was not just addicted to Vik, I needed him to make me feel secure. I felt safe around him. I knew he had my back. These new people here… Beau included, put me on edge.
I decided to go find Vik for myself to make sure he was alright.
Smoothing down my clothes, I left our home and made my way toward the center communal market place to see if I could get some food for him on the way.
“Inés,” Gavin breathed and I blinked a few times before turning to look at him.
It felt like yesterday when he was calling me to grab some of his soup but it also felt like a lifetime ago.
It was surreal now, looking at him again, from the same position I always did when I would come down here to buy one of his meals.
“Inés, it’s so good to have you back home,” he said with a soft smile. He had aged since I was taken. The salt and pepper of his hair was more pronounced.
I knew it was him who sent food to our door the moment we established residence here. I didn’t question the messenger who delivered it, but thanked him profusely and both Vik and I renourished our bodies with a hot home cooked meal.
“I’m glad that knucklehead did what he was supposed to do,” he continued.
I frowned. “What?”
“The one with the mask.”
Vik? When did they speak?
Right as the thought crossed my mind, screaming and growling could be heard as a few large men dragged someone behind them.
