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No, he was going to satisfy a different kind of craving boiling inside of me.
I listened to his gurgled cries as I continued to claw into his flesh, stripping it one at a time, watching the way it peeled like melted stringed cheese from his muscles.The more tendons I exposed, the more I gleefully laughed as I saved them to the side, separating muscle from bone.
My hands began to slip as I slowly became bored with the fact that he stopped screaming.He couldn’t even stay alive for my entertainment, the insolent human.
Gathering my prizes, I walked out of his apartment as the sound of chitter chatters appeared behind me.I slowly made my way to Kimmy’s door, memorizing the new scratches on her knob before pulling out my key.
I took off my boots and dropped my prizes the moment I made it inside and made my way soundlessly to her bedside.She was a deep sleeper, her light snores a catalyst to my dark desires.
Lifting her shirt, I drew on her pebbled skin with the blood coating my fingers.Continuing to trail them with intentional patterns, I stared at my demon name before leaning down to clean the blood off her.
Repeating the motion with blood and tongue, I traveled down her navel to the strong scent of her desire.Chitter chatters came in waves as the sprites curiously watched what I was doing.
Their voyeuristic tendencies made my possessive nature amplify.Growling against the apex of her legs, she gasped in her sleep as I once again forced her to give me what I craved while she remained unconscious and blissfully unaware of the monster between her legs.
With the scent of blood, the adrenaline of the fresh kill still in my veins, my pleasure was amplified beyond measure as she squirmed around in her bed innocently while trying to break my neck with her closing thighs.
My horns sprouted atop my head, slowly inching its way into a curl as my flesh suit tore further and further along my skull.Only Kimmy could bring me such pain and contentment at the same damn time.
“Mr.Dzik, please,” she moaned, her brows furrowing while her eyes remained closed.
I pierced her pussy with a few of my fingers alongside my thumb, stretching her beyond her little body’s capabilities.Thoughts of burying my phallus deep in her womb made me want to combust.I groaned, on my knees worshiping her as she shook and gave me what I craved.
“That’s a good girl,” I whispered against her skin, retracting my tongue then making sure to clean any evidence of blood left behind.Her scent was intoxicating and I may or may not have intentionally left a light wound on her inner thigh as evidence of my midnight claim.
When I removed myself, I scowled at the bloodstains on her sheets, but there was nothing to be done about it now.
Running a hand down my face, I forced myself to once again, leave her side and torture myself until she returns to work the next day.
Shoving my feet into my boots, I realized they wouldn’t fit because they had elongated into something inhuman.
“Blasted hell,” I grumbled, licking my lips to calm myself with her taste.Grabbing my things, I opened her door and took one last look at her beneath the moonlight’s glow.
With her dark hair splayed behind her, I began to wonder if she was sent here from the enemy… and if a demon could ever tame an angel.
My thoughts morose, I descended the steps and made my way to my own humble abode.Throwing my boots aside, I went down my latch and sat myself on the only furniture inside.
A few sprites popped in and I waited begrudgingly to see if I would receive more visitors.Luckily for me, none came.
“I need to stop the madness.What was she doing to me?”I said to no one in particular.
Disgusted with myself, my agitation grew when one of the sprites popped beside me, trying to take a seat on my atrocious couch.I grabbed its neck until its eyes exploded then grinned.It writhed in my grasp, trying to claw its own face as I pulled out its fangs until the writhing waned.
Breaking his neck, I pulled his head and spine out of its body then began to dig into his flesh to collect the bones to add to my little collection.
Chapter27
KIMMY
As I was awakenedby the sound of birds singing outside my window, a smile crept on my face.
It was time to go to work.
Eww.Why was I so sticky?Maybe I was having night sweats.I blushed.With all these sensual dreams I had been having about a certain man, it wouldn’t be a surprise.I made sure to shower twice.
When I came back out, I realized there was blood on my sheets.Did I start my period early?I giggled behind my hand.If only my mother could see me now.She wouldn’t be able to ask if I was pregnant because the evidence was right there.I needed to get another set of sheets though.Rolling my eyes, I continued to get ready for work.
Saturday was one of the busiest days of the week for us.I got myself ready, glad I turned on the water to my apartment, and walked outside only to remember that I left my bike at the grocery store.I had gone back to get it when I went to check up on the kittens and then got distracted at the store again, talking to the employee that helped me get a box.
