Page 34 of Possess Us
I slam her down hard, her feet meeting the floor with a thud.
Her scream permeates the air, and her fists grip my shirt as she wails.
Fuck… the power courses through her and straight to me. To my cock.
Tears spill quickly down her cheeks before they open, and her anger and hatred blossom so beautifully behind her eyes.
‘You basta- ARRRGGGHHHH!’
I slam her down once more, and she grabs my arms, openly sobbing after I heard her ankles snap from the force of it.
Perfection. Just perfection.
My head falls back and my eyes close. This is just the start. A mere taste of what she can offer.
Through tear-filled eyes, she looks down and screams, seeing her ankles bent outward and bones sticking through her skin.
She looks back up at me, violent tears spilling down her cheeks.
‘W-why?’ she sobs.
The crowd of damned human souls cheer and applaud, shouting suggestions of what should be done to her next.
To cut. To burn. To beat.
They have no idea how to treat such a delicacy properly. How to inflict true pain.
But they will. For all eternity, they will know what it is to suffer and scream.
For those who hurt her, a special circle of Hell awaits just for them. One of my own design.
No one hurts her but me. Only I can do it right.
Gently, I place her down on the steel bed, easing her down with care and holding her upright. I know all she wants to do isslump on her side and cry. But she can’t stop now. We promised her the world. First, I need to break her.
I want to break her.
She looks past me. I follow her gaze.
Asmodeus. My brother. He has his vessel and looks on as I claim mine.
He winks at her, and she seethes back at him.
I take her chin and guide her focus back to me. My fingers softly caress her cheek, catching the tears as they fall. I can’t resist tasting them and ease my fingers into my mouth.
I knew she would taste as good as she smelled.
My strength grows with her pain. I need more. These mortals never hurt her enough in their worship of me, always holding back in case they kill her. But I can destroy her over and over, and she will never die.
‘Look at me,’ I tell her. ‘Keep your eyes on me, Little Sacrifice.’
‘Are you going to kill me?’
‘No,’ I smile, tucking her hair behind her ear. ‘Tell me you can take it. Tell me you want it.’
Her lip trembles, and more tears tumble down her face.
I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
