Page 128 of Madness Behind the Mask
The cage rattles as she hits it. She gasps as sharp claws reach for her wounds. She jerks away, dripping blood all over the mat.
Flipping the blade into the air, I grin at her. “It’s about time we had thatdate.”
“Youkilledthem,” she hisses as she presses her hands to her wounds, white light flowing from her fingers.
“Yes, and you should thank me.”
She looks like she wants to kill me.
“They were dragging you down,” I clarify.
“They were my children!” She rushes me. I throw the knife at her face, spinning it harder than needs be so the handle hits her eye rather than the blade. As she staggers off course, I walk over to her. The rattling of the cage adds a wild beat to the screams demanding blood and pain.
Raising my leg, I slam my foot down into the side of her knee. She screams as her bones snap, dropping her.
But the rage stays in her fiery green eyes, overriding the pain. “They were mychildren!”
“So you’ve said.”
“You’re a monster.”
“No,” I say with a smile. “I’m Aleric.”
Grabbing her hair, I yank her head back. “Rule three –”
“Fucking die,” she hisses, and my cock throbs over the fury alight in her eyes.
Her shadows shoot forward, wrapping around my leg before I can move back. The adrenaline of death caresses my balls, squeezing them tight in its grip. I yank her to me and take her lips before she can protest. But she doesn’t push me away. Doesn’t kiss me back though either.
All her thoughts are simply on opening herself up to her magic, of becoming the dark phoenix the world will learn to fear.
With my tongue stroking hers, I see my end in her eyes, and I’ve never been more turned on.
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HER
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I wanted peace.
I wanted the fighting to stop. The mindless killing.
I was willing to ignore, if not quite forgive and forget, the pain he’d caused me. My rape. Leon’s death. I was willing to let it all go so I could focus on raising my other children. On watching them grow up, become mothers and fathers in their own right.
I wanted peace.
But I will settle for revenge.
Opening my mouth further to his kiss, I let Aleric think he is winning me over. That I am choosing him. That I’m just so fuckingturned onto care anymore about the death of my children. I kiss him back. I let my shadows slowly dissipate, stretching them out thin until you can barely tell they’re there.
And then when he groans, when he lowers his defensesdue to them being crushed by his huge fucking ego, I clamp down on his tongue and rip my head to the side. His lips leave mine.
His tongue does not.
Not until I spit it free.
His blood runs down his chin and mine. His eyes are wide with pleasure, and although that pisses me off, at least he can’t make some stupid quip. He can’t mock me. Can’t belittle me. Can’t say a damn thing at all.
