Page 255 of Rage

If it wasn’t the post-orgasm haze scrambling my perception, I could tell by that glazed look in the hellhound’s eyes that he was all too aware of how fucked he was for these two unhinged sex clowns and that fighting it was futile.

Alistair strode over, crouching down beside us where we were still connected. With a gloved hand, he pushed a sweaty lock of my pink hair behind my ear. “You put on quite the spectacular show, pet. You all did.”

I melted under our ringmaster’s praise, the sadistic smile on his face making my heart skip a beat. “Maybe you can join us next time.”

He held my chin in a gentle yet possessive grip. “Whatever my star wants. If you ask the world of me, I’ll do my best to give it.”

My eyelids snapped open, and my chest filled with warmth as I registered the unguarded admiration on his face. I turnedmy head to look at Riff, Raff and Daemon, then moved back to Alistair with a smile.

“You’ve already given me the world. All I want now is to share the ring with you. The public deserves to see what those shadow tentacles can do.”

The ringmaster chuckled. “Alright, Megaera. My magic can be unpredictable when I’m distracted, so there might be a few more casualties than usual.”

“What kind of psycho-sex circus would this be if there wasn’t?” I sat up, grinning, the cuts on my face stinging with the movement. “Bring on the tentacles and the murder.”

The End!

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