Page 92 of Club Blood

It wasthe sounds coming from my mouth that brought me back to where I sat. My pussy was aching, wet for the traitor that put me here. If only she let me rule by her, if only Tusker had killed the girl before she got her greedy eyes on her.

It was over the minute she saw her face. I could see it, and I warned her. I told her to kill Cecelia before she fell for that dumb, porcelin face, but she didn’t listen to me, she never did. I kicked out my leg, earning a grunt and a ricocheted pebble rolling across the floor. My head leaned back against the wall.

Up to drip six hundred thousand, eight hundred.

My arms were starting to ache from their positioning behind my back. Even though they chained me sitting down, Warren made sure to tighten the things so tight that it caused me discomfort. Fucking ass.

I curled and uncurled my fingers, remembering just how utilized these chains had been in the past. It was not the first time my hands were trapped within those things, although it was the first time I found myself longing to get away from them.

The coolness of the stone underneath my bare feet was grounding, at the very least.

* * *

Mercy hadmy hands tied behind me, the chains roughly wrapped around them. She had the tail end of my rope pulled taut to her chest, and a wicked gleam in her eyes. My face was pushed against the cold stone floor, and my breathing hitched as she slid two fingers inside of me. It caught me by surprise, but soon I was accustomed to the feel of her pumping in and out of me, adding a third finger, and her thumb running up my labia.

“Do you like it when I fuck you, Cissy?”

I didn’t answer her, and I could feel a hard slap against my bare ass. It stung, and I knew I would be able to see the red marks from the strength behind that hit for days to come. I was leaking from the pain.

“Fuckinganswerme,” she snarled.

“I like it, my Queen.”

* * *

My thoughts were interruptedby loud footsteps coming towards me. The sound was deafening, and I much preferred the silence I’d been accustomed to down here in the cells. It must have been time for the drugs they were shooting into my system. I felt my face go slack, and my body tightened up beneath me.

These feet belonged to someone unknown, and I knew better than to think that meant anything good for me.

I dipped my head, pretending to sleep. It wasn’t until she was within the same room as me that I could properly scent her. She was too quick for me, my mouth barely opening in an attempted hiss before I felt her hand connect with my face.

The slap was hard and open faced, catching me off guard.

“She let you out of your cage, pet?” I sneered, spitting blood from my mouth onto the floor.

Cecelia laughed. It was crueler than I last remembered it, more malice showing between the depths of each inhale.

“Last I recalled, you were the one down here in a cage, Narcissa.”

Touché.

“When did you become so hostile?” I asked. I could hear her heels as they clacked against the floor to the opposite wall, “You would have been so much more fun then. We could have been great friends,”

She flicked on the light. There was nothing but blinding hurt, causing me to shut my eyes and squeeze them tight.

“Because you never stopped trying to kill me.”

“Well, there’s that,” I conceded.

“I won’t be long—” she started, and I rolled my eyes and fondled the chains behind me. Reminiscing.

“God, you’ve been hanging around Mercy too often. Dearest darling always started her monologues with that phrase. I must warn you, it doesn’t mean much of anything to me anymore. I’d also like to note thatthisparticular visit won’t end like the ones I’d had with Mercy.”

“Noted,” she deadpanned.

“Why did they send you?” I asked her. My face tilted up towards hers, and I smiled wickedly. She looked different, too. More refined, confidence amplified. Cecelia was standing with an assertiveness that I’d never known of her. She almost looked…ethereal. Immortal.

“No one sends me anywhere,” she hissed, low and controlled, “No one will ever tell me what I can and cannot do ever again.”

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