Page 93 of Villains and Vengeance
But the fucker turns me on my side so I can’t suffocate, making sure I can breathe before he starts all over again.
His focus on me is utterly singular. It’s as if there’s nothing outside of me and my pain for him. His words barely register, but he monologues like every other villain ever. He loves the sound of his own voice. For me, it drones on, almost nothing making it through the fog of the agony he’s inflicting on me. If I could beg right now, I would. I’d give him anything he demanded if he’d just stop.
‘This would be more fun if you could scream,’ he drawls as he uses a knife to cut a piece of the skin away from my arm, peeling it back like an orange. ‘But I can’twaitfor you to start moving around again. This is nothing to the pain you’re going to feel when all these half-closed wounds open up and tear anew while I make you walk the halls with nothing on but my collar. Oh, and there’s a fight tomorrow. You know you’re the prize. I suppose I should stop mutilating your pretty body until at least a few of my men have had some time with you.’
He chuckles, but still starts making a new cut above my breast. Then, he pauses over that spot.
‘You have a conjure on you,’ he mutters, looking into my eyes and then back at my chest. ‘A very good one. I didn’t even know it was there until I touched it.’
Coherent thoughts filter through the pain like sunlight dabbling the ground in a forest.
He shouldn’t be able to tell it’s there. No one should!
‘Expensive,’ he says, as he runs his hand over a spot just above my left breast.
His eyes grow large and snap to mine. Then, he throws back his head and laughs loudly.
‘No wonder you’re hiding here!’
I should be terrified by what he knows, but my brain is remembering this dance now and it’s beginning to do what it’s done a hundred times before, albeit a while ago. My mind is going somewhere else, away from this place and all the pain.
Finally.
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Iron
I stalk around the cave,glad that we left the Cluster soon after arriving back from the ‘dinner’.
I don't know what I'm feeling. No, that’s a lie. I know exactly what I’m feeling. I just don’t like it.
What happened in the throne room ... I can't get my head around it because the truth is, although it’s all kinds of wrong for me to think this way, it was hot as fuck. Jules in Daemon's lap with his fingers thrusting into her tight core while a table of hungry incubi watched was enough to send me almost over the edge without even touching myself.
It's so fucked up for so many reasons.
Jules is being punished because of Krase’s death, and she’s going to suffer at Dante’s whims. She already is. Although when he brought her out at the ‘dinner’, she looked better than I thought she would once I smelled that the blood wasn’t hers. I also realized that no one could scent her at all because I’d left the conjure on her.
I didn’t take it off. Dante might notice the change. We don’t need him questioning where the conjure came from and why it was there in the first place so close to us getting out of here. Besides, Jules might need to beinvisibleat some point.
I haven’t told Maddox that I’ve left it, and I’m not going to. I glance at him. He's staring straight ahead. He hasn't looked at either of us since the throne room.
Daemon’s been in the shaft leading to the main tunnel by himself for a few minutes, probably jerking off to thoughts of what he did to Jules at that table. My own dick is painfully hard just thinking about it.
What the hell? Has she gotten to me too? What is it about that woman?
I see Daemon climbing out of the small tunnel, his face is unreadable.Bored.But he was anything but unmoved by Jules. He can pretend as much as he wants, but I saw him lick the fingers he’d been pistoning into her clean when he thought no one was watching.
I turn back to Maddox, not able to help my question.
‘Are we really going to leave her here with him?’ I murmur.
Maddox doesn't say a word, and Daemon shushes me like I'm a kid as he walks past me. I push him up against the wall of the cavern.
‘Stop pretending you’re so unaffected by what just happened.’
He pushes back with a growl. ‘I did what I was told to do. That’s all.’
‘No,’ I say. ‘Dante would have taken any of us, but you jumped in there first.’
