Page 39 of The Fearless Witch

“No? Fucking watch.” Leaning over her to rest one of my hands beside her head, I shoved the other between her legs, cupping her pussy. Her muffled moan only told me what I already knew. If she was still fighting, then it was only to stop herself from begging for more, because the wetness on my fingers was definitely not just blood. The moment I found her clit, she pressed her body closer to mine, grinding her ass against me while a long, sensual moan escaped her mouth.

The sound was so fucking sexy that I didn’t realize I had stopped to enjoy it until she whined and rubbed herself against my hand. I flicked my finger over her clit again before plunging it into her twitching pussy. My body moved on its own, like she had her personal gravity that pulled me to her, and with every moan and gasp that came out of her, it was getting harder to remember what I was trying to prove. Her legs started to shake and her ass tightened around my cock…

‘Fuck, is she about to cum?’ I jerked back right before she reached her orgasm. She let out a growl of frustration, and with an eerily slow movement, she turned her head to glower at me. She looked like a proper nightmare, with all that blood dripping from her face and hair and the way she bared her teeth at me… it almost undid me.

“Fuck,” I cursed, a shudder running down my back as my balls tightened painfully. I had nearly fallen into the trap she had beckoned me in. Almost.

Rage surged in my chest, burning through the surprise, and I grabbed the back of her neck, pressing her face to the ground so she would stop staring at me. I didn’t bother going slow as I thrust into her ass this time, nor did I pause when she screamed. I fucked her the way I wanted to, letting her moans and screams wash over me like the rest of the meaningless voices begging for mercy.

I wasn’t going to let anyone control us again. I wasn’t going to let anyone manipulate or use us. I wasn’t going to let anyone make us weak—least of all her.

Images from her past lives flashed before my eyes… of her struggling and fighting, of her crawling out of the earth and sinking back in it, of her fucking man after man and then leaving them in shatters. Her cries of passion sounded so similar to her dying screams. I had watched them both, and I had not forgotten either.

Another moan tore from her and she arched her back, squeezing me tightly as my shadows whispered of all the pleasure and pain soaring through her body. I came with a grunt, trying to ground myself in the spinning hell that was my mind while my cum filled her ass. When I finally pulled out and ran a hand through my damp hair, she didn’t so much as twitch. At first, I thought she was trying to act tough, but when she still didn’t move after a few seconds, I cursed and reached for her.

Rolling her on her back, I grabbed her throat and tried to find a pulse. A relieved sigh escaped my lips when I sensed the even thud-thud-thud and noticed her chest moving.

Alive, she was alive. Thank fucking Hell.

‘You are a monster,’ Cyrus whispered as I dropped onto the ground, ignoring the blood splashing around me. The smell of rotting flesh, sulfur, and death, even the sweet tinge of her magic, barely registered as I threw my head back and stared at the ugly red sky.

‘I am,’ I agreed. ‘But I’m the monster you asked for. So what does that make you?’

He said nothing, just curled deeper into our mind, turning away from the gruesome sight of the things we killed and the woman we ruined.

A roar echoed through the air, and the sound of running feet made me grit my teeth. The blood ought to draw even more demons, so we needed to get out of here unless I wanted to waste even more energy on them. Pushing myself to my feet, I looked down at where Celeste was lying unconscious.

With a sigh, I crouched to pick her up when my eyes caught on the deep gashes on the side of her stomach where one of the creatures must have scratched her. The cuts were deep and looked painful, too fucking painful. I cursed, pushing away the unpleasant feeling of guilt that coiled in my stomach—no doubt Cyrus’ fault again.

“Moron,” I snarled as I slid my hands under her body. Her head bobbed on my chest, the flaming red hair sticking to my skin as her soft breath tickled my neck. She felt hot, too hot. Fuck, the last thing I needed was her dying from a freaking infection.

I was just about to leave when I felt a familiar tingling at the back of my neck. I turned around slowly, searching the corners for whatever monster was lying in wait, when my eyes landed on Nym, still pinned to the ground by my shadows. For the first time since I created him, his gaze was burning with rage that was undoubtedly directed at me.

“I made you to protect her, even from herself.” I sneered, watching the raging fire in him die to guilty embers. “The next time you let her put herself in danger, I will unmake you.”

Nym bristled at the threat, but still lowered his head in submission.

Turning away from him, I strode through the carnage and back to the only safe place in Hell, trying to ignore the way Celeste pressed harder against me and whispered my name.

Chapter 16

Isaac

“Merciful Goddess, can anything else go wrong?” I murmured as I slumped in my chair after yet another long, quarrelsome meeting that only served to confirm what we already knew—we were fucked. I could feel Allison and Eddie watching me from the other side of the table, their worry obvious even if they tried to hide it.

“Cheer up, at least nobody’s dead,” Allison said with a bitter smile.

I snorted while her mate gave her an unamused look. I got why she was trying to lighten the mood, even though humor was definitely not one of her many talents, but death was no laughing matter when all kinds of danger lurked so close.

She rolled her eyes just when the front of the tent flapped open and Peter walked in with a grave expression. Allison’s smile withered.

“Please, tell me nobody’s dead,” she murmured, slowly pushing herself up.

Peter grimaced, but when he replied, he was staring at me.

“We found a body.”

I closed my eyes, letting my head drop back just as Allison hissed, “Shit!”

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