Page 21 of Fated Blood

If he knew what I was, if he knew why I can’t eat this food, he’d be using those fingers for a much more sinister reason.

“I’ll keep this promise, love. I’ll get you out of here and I’ll give you everything I’ve told you about.I promise.”

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When I wake again, it’s with a start. I jerk up, awareness crashing into me like a wave. The dungeon is lit up and in front of the bars, people are walking around. They’re bumping into each other, mindlessly. They’re grunting, groaning, and the stench… I scramble backwards, crab walking in terror until my back hits the corner of my cell.

“Sebastian?” I wail, panic filling my chest.

“Fayla, be quiet, they’ll—”

There isn’t a moment for him to finish. The people outside the cell turn as one, their grunts stop, and they rush my cell. I scream as they reach through, skin sloughing off against the rough bars. They’re screaming, their teeth gashing, their hands reaching out like claws to tear me apart.

“What are these things?” I scream again, so full of terror that I can’t lower my voice.

“Come to me!” Sebastian roars, his hand reaching through the hole.

He wants me to move closer to those things? I shake my head as if he can see me, pinching my eyes shut and trying to become one with the rocks and disappear.

“They won't reach you here, Fayla, now come.”

His authoritative and demanding voice is back, and it pulls me forward despite my fear. I crawl toward him, back pressed to the wall until my fingers tangle with his. The hole is wider now, and much to my surprise his other hand reaches in and hugs me to the wall. “Close your eyes, Fayla. It’s just you and me, it’s just us.”

I pinch my eyes shut, burying my face in his forearm so I can’t smell the rot that seems to waft off these horrible creatures. How are they up and moving when they are so obviously dead?

My lips brush the inside of Sebastian’s wrist and I can feel his blood pumping. I freeze, fighting every instinct to lick those throbbing veins. I’m so hungry, so weak…just one bite and I’d be better. Maybe I’d be strong enough to help widen the hole?

I’m so hungry…

Sebastian’s arm slips back a few inches and his hand cups my face. His thumb rubs on my bottom lip and against my best intentions, my tongue darts out and sucks his thumb into my mouth.

“Fayla!” he gasps, but my tongue is already twisting around the length of his thumb in a desperate attempt to taste every inch of him. I scrape my teeth against his skin, begging for a drop of blood, needing it so desperately I can’t think straight. “This hole needs to be bigger…” Sebastian growls before thrusting his thumb in and out of my mouth. “This is what I want you to do with my cock…”

He wants me to bite his cock? That's…weird…

“My oh my…”

I freeze, eyes darting up to see Angelica leaning against the bars and breathing heavily. Her white silk dress is stained by the blood of the monsters that are moving away from her like a reverse magnet.

“My son told me you were getting close…but this?” She smiles at me before taking a few more steps and disappearing from sight. “You can’t have her, but if you need a body, I volunteer…”

“The only thing I’d fuck you with is a rifle!” Sebastian snarls.

He slowly pulls his hands away from me, and I turn to watch him through the hole. He stands, facing our jailor with all the prowess of a trained killer. His cock is rock hard, pointing up at Angelica, but I know it’s for me. It’s mine, no one else can have it.

I’m growling at Angelica before I realize I’m doing it, and when the cage starts to open I’m practically feral. I watch her walk up to Sebastian, tomyman, and I imagine ripping her to shreds. I’ve never had a violent thought in my life, but I want this woman dead.

“Come here, lover boy!” she demands, and Sebastian takes a step back. “Oh? Disobeying are we?” I hear keys jingle, but I don’t look. “Restrain her!”

I jerk back out of nowhere, the smell of fresh death wafting over me as cold hands wind under my arms and I’m pinned to someone’s chest. I fling my head to the side, trying to see who’s holding me, but I can’t. I do, however, see Angelica’s son staring at me with an evil grin on his face as he twirls the keyring on his index finger from outside my cell. I didn’t even hear the cell door open, not with all my focus on Angelica being so close to Sebastian.

“Let her go!” Sebastian roars, and the hands hold me tighter.

Angelica laughs. Her son’s eyes burn as he stares at every inch of my naked body.

“I’ll let her go if you sit back and let me ride you…” Angelica whispers. I can hear her heels scraping the rocks as she walks closer to Sebastian.

“He’s mine!” I scream, trying to thrash against my captor, but it’s no use.

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