Page 86 of Court of Evil

Her hand wraps around my length, and even that slight pressure makes me howl like a trapped animal. I drive into her hand as she grips me, jerking my length until I almost spill, and then she just lets go. I slump into the bed, confused as I come down, my desire cooling as she slides off me. She removes her clothes and then crawls up my body, stopping to wrap her mouth around my length. My hands grip the chains as she slides her mouth all the way down and then off.

“You taste like metal and blood. It’s nice,” she murmurs as she grips my length and slides her mouth back down. The sight is so incredible, I come off the bed, wanting more, but the more I push up, the more she retreats, until I just slump and let her work me over with her mouth. When I’m about to come, she pulls back again.

Punishment, I realise.

Straddling my body, she teases me with her cunt, rubbing it across my length.

“Ah.” She wags her finger. “I didn’t say you could come—” She gasps as I surge up from the bed, my hips lifting her high into the air. Her hands scramble to grab me as the magical metal snaps away, and I roll us, driving into her with a brutal thrust. I power into her as she cries out, her nails clawing my back until I feel it strip away to reveal the metal underneath, but I don’t stop.

I hammer into her tight, wet cunt, feeling it grip me deliciously. The others draw nearer, watching me, but she doesn’t care, and neither do I. I would never hurt her. I’d rather pluck out my own fangs.

I show her just how badly she teased me, forcing my length deep inside her repeatedly as she cries out words that make no sense. My circuits fire as too much information overloads me.

The need to feed rides me as hard as the need to fill her belly with my cum. It’s an animal instinct driving me to move faster until the bloodlust becomes too much. The scent of her blood is still in the air, and I can’t hold back.

When I sink my fangs into her neck, I feel her scream vibrate against my skin, echoing from her throat as I drink her blood. It tastes of pleasure and lust and so much power, I feel my body expanding. I am too big for this little human, but she doesn’t care. She recklessly clings to me, riding me from below as I drain her.

Her power fills me as I continue to thrust into her tight, hot body until her channel clenches around me as she screams. I feel her come below me, her ecstasy exploding in her blood, and I am helpless to resist the cling of her cunt. It milks me, and I oblige, driving as deep inside her as I can and unleashing my release. It fills her tight womb, and I order more to be made and pumpedinto her as I slow my feeding and then swipe the wound with my tongue.

She’s limp below me, her eyes closed and skin flushed, but she twitches as I force more cum into her. Finally, I shut down those systems and slowly pull from her fluttering cunt. Her eyes open, and I heave a relieved breath at the lax contentment on her face. She’s always so strong, brave, and fearless, but she’s so defenceless and trusting in this moment that I gather her into my arms.

Curling into my chest, she pants against me. “Remind me next time not to taunt you.”

“I am only tame for so long, especially when it comes to you. I would obey every command unless it has to do with your pleasure.” She shivers against me, and I purr in happiness.

“Bravo. Ten out of ten, no notes.” We lean up to see Ronan floating above us, slowly clapping as he eyes us. “Bit bloodier than I’m into, but I can admit it was very hot. I do have a question. Since you drink that much blood, is your pee red? No? Like, where do you store all the blood? And you’re part machine, so is it, like . . . lube for the machine parts? Like, do you sweat blood when you are too full? Do you get stomach cramps?—”

He yelps as my little one pulls a blade and tosses it through him.

“That wasn’t nice! Just because I cannot feel doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt my feelings.” He wags his finger at her, pouts, and then disappears.

She groans and slumps back into me. “I’ll pay for that later. He’ll probably jump out at me when I’m on the toilet again.”

I can’t help but chuckle. My life was so quiet before her and those that surround her. Now, I do not know a moment of quiet or peace. For some, it might be too much, but for me, I enjoy it. I spent centuries locked away and alone, but now I never am.

It’s nice.

Tate is not one to lie around, so just ten minutes after I’ve cleaned her, she is on her feet.

Tate insisted on showering, since she didn’t appreciate the blood covering her like we do, and she’s just strapping up her boots when Ronan appears, looking frazzled as he lingers near the door.

“Eh, Tate,” he begins.

“What now, Ronan?” She sighs. “I don’t know if my blood mixes with his to make a super soldier.”

“Yep, no, not that. Just thought you ought to know there are like five men in all black heading to the room,” he says casually. “And they seem mad as hell.”

She blinks at him before leaping to her feet and diving for her bag. She just grabs a gun when the door splinters open and chaos explodes.

CHAPTER 36

Rolling away from the exploding hotel door, I duck behind the closest chair, taking aim with my pistol. My body goes cold, however, when I get a good look at our attackers.

They aren’t monsters, or maybe they are, but they are familiar either way.

They are men I hunted with for years.

It’s the men who betrayed me.

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