Page 6 of Blood Claims
“Very fucking real, and if you would release us, we will kindly prove it again!”Tal said and yes, we fucking would have.
However, I had debated putting her over my lap and spanking her ass red raw first! Her apologies weren’t able to save her from punishment. No matter how sweet and sincere I knew they were. No matter how each one tugged at my soul.
“You keep saying that Little One, but your words are rather empty when you don’t do anything to rectify your mistakes,”I reminded her after yet another sorry spoken. But then came those three words once more. Yet, without them being said whilst locked to our embrace, I could only find an angry bitterness inside myself.
“Another empty sentiment when you stand there and refuse us our right to touch you,”I had lashed out. But it was useless,just like my brother’s attempt at trying to get her to understand that there was no forgetting the taste of a Fated.
Her reply had come like an attack, making us both flinch back at the strike.
“I am not your fated.”
And so came my threat, giving her one last chance to stop her madness.
“Your punishment just keeps mounting, sweetheart, so I suggest you stop now and listen to me when I tell you, this is your last chance to rectify all of this. Release us. And do it now!”Of course, the second she started shaking her head at me, my hope quickly waned.
Foolish girl, reminding me of daylight hours and therefore pointing out that she couldn’t be controlled. And a damn shame at that, for the devious things I would have made her do, had I still possessed that control. The punishment would have been delicious indeed. I would have made her a slave to us! And in return she would have been forced to endure hours of pleasure until begging us for her sweet torture to end. I would have tied her up in silk and kept her as a sexual pet. Everything at our hands, she would have been our doll to care for. All her needs at our will. Reliant on us and no one else. I would have stripped her of all power until she finally understood the true meaning of who owned her!
Until she knew exactly who she belonged to.
That would be her lesson to learn, and we her teachers so as she never forgot it ever again.
But first we had to get our fucking hands on her!
After the bitter way she referred to our first time with her, I had lost my shit, snarling,
“Save your regrets!”
“My only regret is taking advantage of the situation. Of the lie you have been made to believe!”
I had shaken my head, wishing more than anything that I could literally fuck some sense into her!
“The only lies are the ones you tell yourself by thinking you can just walk away. The lie you believe in thinking you can ever run from us, that there is a single place on this planet you believe you can hide… for I make you this vow, girl… we will fucking find you!”I growled this last part like the threat it was, my darkness changing my voice into something far deadlier than she had ever heard before. To the point that Tal had warned,
“Victor… Easy, brother.”
But it fell on unwilling ears, because she had unleashed the beast and it was too late to try and get him back in his cage.
“We will find you, Nessa, and make no mistake, we will not be so trusting the next time we make you our prisoner!”I warned, wanting her to know what we had in store for her. Where this would end, and making her gasp from it. She was smart enough to know it wasn’t an empty threat. Not if she had any reason to doubt the words of this witch, like she should.
Because she was in for a world of trouble, and one that would only increase as true horror struck when the witch’s true motives came to light. Our fated hadn’t stopped with her tirade of apologies, because she gave me yet another emotion to add to the freight train of anger that wouldn’t fucking stop…fucking fear.
“No, Nessa, don’t you dare fucking do it!”I had warned when she walked toward my dagger. But of course, it was what the witch wanted. As Nessa soon told us…
“I’m sorry, I have no choice.”
“Who is making you do this!? We will find them. We will make them pay for this but please, baby, don’t fucking do this,”Tal pleaded, keeping his cool far easier than I could.
Oh, how the tables had turned, and roles reversed. All it took was for our fated to betray us, I thought bitterly. My anger making me snarl once more,
“You have no fucking idea what would happen if that got into the wrong hands… it… fuck, girl, but it would destroy everything!”My warning went by unheard, as she was far too consumed in what she believed. Which meant that not only would we have a Fated to hunt down, but also the right to keep hold of our kingdom!
Her delusions of making this right continued, and I was forced to look on in dread as she accessed the box with ease that held the dagger. It was a powerful spell that she simply eradicated with nothing but a touch of her hand. My fearful gaze went straight to my brother who mirrored my panic.
The second she made contact with the dagger, I didn’t miss the way she responded. Her eyes widened as if surprised, her body tensing as if it was trying to communicate something to her.
“What is it… you feel something, don’t you?”I asked but she ignored the question.
“I wished more than anything I was what you wanted me to be.That I could have been what you both hoped for and for that, I am truly sorry. But I hope you find her one day. That you find your Fated, because only then I will know that I did the right thing. Only then will I know that my heart was the only one I sacrificed…goodbye, Talon, goodbye, Victor,”she said through her tears, and I swallowed so hard I thought I would choke on it. Choke on the bitterness that was drowning me from within. Because then we were forced to watch her leave and, no matter how much we roared in anger, it didn’t matter.
