Page 66 of Hell Bites

Not just because Davina fucking disgusts me, but also because I just don’t feel anything. I’m fucking hallow.

So, she plies me with fresh blood and uses some sort of stimulant to make my dick hard, then fucks herself on me until she either climaxes or gets pissed that I don’t. Aside from the assault and ridiculous performances I’m subjected to multiple times a day, Davina hasn’t exactly carried out the threat she made a few years ago.

I figured I’d be dead by now. At least, I hoped so, and since she hasn’t done anything that isn’t sexual in some way, I’m not sure what to expect.

Not entirely.

Something is coming, that much I know.

Once Davina finishes with Bythor, I can tell he isn’t leaving.

Up until now, she’s never let anyone else lay a finger on me. Not outside of battle. No one could fuck me, no one could touch me, no one could discipline me or heal me. Everything that ever happened to me was delivered by the goddamn queen, including the year I was physically abused.

It was all her.

Tonight is different.

The vibes she’s throwing, the way Davina seems to be working harder to make her body move the way I used to like, the way she’s trying to channel the female I once loved. It feels a little last ditch to me, and I’m sure that means I’m about to have a real bad fucking time.

Closing my eyes, I try to erase everything from my mind. Good or bad, sad or… I guess there isn’t much happiness, not really. Nothing that wasn’t tainted by the bitch queen.

Silas is a bright spot, one of the best friends anyone could ask for, and while I pray to god he doesn’t come looking for me, I know he already is because of that.

Roger. My sweet, grumpy chunk of a cat. I’ll miss him, I already do, and I hope my landlord continues to take care of him when I don’t come back.

Zia flashes in my mind briefly, the last time we were together up top.

Before she stabbed me in the fucking back and stepped on my goddamn heart.

I squeeze my eyes tight and try to push those thoughts away and just when I can’t, when I start to see more of that night, I’m pulled from my thoughts all together.

”No!” Davina screeches like a brat. “How dare you? Closing your eyes when I’ve not commanded it.”

If they were open, I’d be rolling them but I don’t bother.

”Enough!” she shouts, the sound of quick movements in front of me has them slowly opening. “I’ve had enough. My games are through.”

I track her every move as she rolls off the bed, twisting her wrists until the loose rope comes free. Davina quickly discards them before removing her harness and I do roll my eyes because even her BDSM attempts were completely half assed.

She marches toward me, tugging on a sheer robe as Bythor tucks his extremely crooked and deformed dick into his pants. Davina stops directly in front of me, anger burning hot inside her eyes.

“Why won’t you beg for me, darling?”

I quietly stare back, my lips in a thin line while I bite my tongue.

”Felix,” she growls, her hand shooting out lightning quick, icy fingers wrapping around my dick and squeezing so hard I cough. “I want you to beg for me. I want my special boy to love me again.”

Still refusing to speak, I take a deep breath and look over her shoulder, staring at a point on the wall across the way.

Davina squeezes me again, stroking me in a way that would have worked before, and when it doesn’t now, she loses her mind and does exactly what I thought she would.

“So be it!” she screams, releasing my dick before slapping me across the face, her nails catching my cheek when she does.

Davina grabs the lever and yanks, sending the cross horizontal so fast I get lightheaded, then she climbs on top of me. She straddles my hips, her hand diving between my legs where she starts working me again, only this time she’s using that shit and my dick is getting hard regardless of how empty the rest of me feels.

“Do it!” Davina barks as she stares daggers at me, lining me up with her frozen core before slamming herself down onto me. “Do it now, you overgrown ogre!”

I wretch as Davina starts to move, rolling her hips before she starts to slide up and down on my erection.

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