Page 13 of Surviving Hallow Hill
Blood and brains splatter as he drops her now-limp body to the ground.
Oh, my Holy Fuck.
My thighs clench together at the primitive violence in his prowling movements. He’s fast, wings snapping and red-clad, muscular thighs clenching as he makes a run towards Sia. In a single blinking moment, he rids Sia of the banshee nuisance until the only ones left with life are the handless creature and Dom.
A swipe of his nails silences the final banshee for good, and then Rue is prowling towards Dom. Rue is bigger, more muscular, and the collar that prohibited him from changing before? It’s little more than a shiny rubber band bulging against his neck, and I wonder if it even works here in the Hallow before my mind focuses on the scene in front of me.
The two square off. Tension radiates off their bodies in waves. While their wings are the same length, Rue still towers over Dom and completely has him beat in the muscle department.
And my Ancient One isn’t playing the fuck around.
“Threaten my pack,” he growls, his voice guttural, animalistic, “and die.”
I can feel the violence in the air. It’s thick with it and coats my tongue in the most delicious manner. I shouldn’t be so fucking turned on among guts and blood and death, but Iam.It’s the Sekar in me. The part that likes to kill and wants a good fuck session after the violence ends.
I feel my pussy going slick with desire at the whole scene, and I know everyone can fucking smell it.
I don’t care.
I want to climb Rue’s tree-trunk body. I want him to take me in that form. More gargoyle and bat than human, but still beautiful in his own way.
Thanks, chère.
Stay out of my head, dick face.
“You’re strong,” Dom compliments, oblivious to Rue’s inner conversation with me. “I’m impressed.”
“Stronger than yourself even.” Rue lifts his claws and, one by one, lowers his fingers into a crushing fist. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t fucking kill you now.”
Dom raises his eyebrows. “Because I saved your lover’s life?” He turns to look at me. “This batisyour lover, right? I thought the witch was, but now I’m confused as to who’s fucking who.”
Rue snarls, a sound that Styx and Sia echo. It’s possessive.
I like it.
“However much dick she gets is really none of your motherfucking business, hybrid,” Rue snarls. “Don’t even think about how much dicking she gets, you get?”
“I don’t care what the witch shoves into her holes. I care about fucking winning, and you just killed half of my team.”
“That sounds like a you problem.”
“It’s your problem, too. You know why? Becauseshe—” He points at me. “—owes me a life debt. I saved her from falling, and since you’re apack,then her debt is your debt.”
Fucking dragon-dick bastard.
Donotthink about his dick.
I roll my eyes.Don’t tell me what to do.
I can feel the phantom part of Rue in my head blink, unamused.
Then I feel it.
“Sonofabitch!” I double over as an orgasm slams through my body. Rue chuckles in my mind, and I growl. “You Ryuk-looking motherfucker!”
Ryuk?
“He’s a Shinigami inDeath Note... seriously, you’re old as shit and can’t bother watching an anime from time to time?” I think that annoys me more than surprise orgasms.
