Page 33 of Fated Blood

Fayla angles a hip to the side, bracing her free hand on it while she stares at the severed penis in her hand. “Wow, it’s so small!” She laughs, and then tosses it to the milling zombies outside the cell. With a roar, the monsters descend on the flesh offering, and the vampire sinks to his knees in shrieking horror.

“Mara, you hungry?” Fayla calls out.

Mara’s head and bloody mouth pop out of the cluster. She’s still chewing when she crawls over to the vampire, and I swear to god she smiles up at Fayla before she sinks her fetid teeth into the vampire’s throat and pulls out a chunk of flesh.

Fayla gags politely, covering her mouth with her bloody hand before realizing it, and turns back to face me. “Ew!” she says, shaking her hand and holding it away from her.

I laugh, grabbing her discarded nightgown and rising to clean the blood off her hand for her.

“Remind me never to let you get a hold of mine,” I chuckle, half joking. Watching her tear a cock off a body made me want to throw up and fuck her all at the same time. I look over her shoulder at the still screaming Monroe and smirk. “First kill?” I ask, but freeze when her hand does indeed wrap around my cock.

“You sure I can’t touch this?” she asks, and I have to look to verify that it is, in fact, not the same hand she just ripped his cock off with. But with me, her touch is soft, gentle. Her eyes are hot as she stares into mine, completely ignorant to the dying man before her. “You were right,” she whispers. “This is much better than your fingers…”

I don’t have a moment to respond before she’s on me again and I’m deep inside her.

Chapter13

Fayla

Ablood-curdling scream wakes me, and I jerk to find Sebastian hovering over me protectively. I sit up on my elbows, trying to look behind him, but he’s too big.

“What’s going on?” I ask groggily, rubbing my eyes. For the first time since I’ve been captured, I feel comfortable. Sated in both hunger and desire.

“Angelica just found her son…” Sebastian whispers.

I slide out from underneath him, wanting to see it for myself. Wanting to see Angelica hurting after everything she’s done to us.

“What happened?” she screeches, turning her head to us for the first time and seeing us together. Her eyes widen with shock, then narrow suspiciously. “What did you do to my son?”

“Me?” I place my hand on my chest in mock innocence. “I’m just a harmless princess, what could I have done?”

“Bane, tell me!” she roars, but Sebastian just shrugs, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head in the crook of my neck.

“Ahh, so you’ve chosen, have you?”

Angelica’s body language completely changes, all at once she’s forgotten her son. She leans on the bars of my cell just as I lean back into Sebastian as if I’ve taken her prize toy.

“He’s mine now.” I falter, looking for the right word, and Sebastian whispers one in my ear. “He’s mine now,bitch!”

I expect anger, I expect her to lash out and threaten to hurt us, but she just laughs.

“I knew this would turn out in my favor, but this?” she guffaws, holding her stomach as she presses her head on the bars and watches us. “The leader of the Blood Knights didn’t kill Zarius' only daughter, didn’t break and feed her his blood to save her life, oh no! Sebastian BaneruinedPrincess Fayla Cadell! He raped her, stole her innocence, and now he’s holding her like some kind of sick trophy!”

“W-what? He didn’t—” I stammer, but she just laughs louder.

“Maybe he didn’t, but that’s how I’ll tell Zarius it happened. I’ll tell him he stole you from me, and I was too ashamed to admit it. I’ll tell him my powers faltered and my creatures all died. There was nothing I could do! I couldn’t get you back! I watched the man rip your clothes off, watched him force himself inside you.”

“You’re a fucking monster!” Sebastian roars, pulling me behind him defensively as the reality of what she plans to say sinks in.

“I’ll tell him you’re down here, holding her in this cell. I’ll lure your whole family here, Fayla, and when they're all down here trying to rescue you and murder him? I’ll kill every last one of you!”

“No!” I scream, clawing at Sebastian’s arms and trying to get to the bitch.

“This is going to be fun…” Angelica promises, waving goodbye. She steps over her son as if he didn’t matter at all, as if her concern at first was just an act.

“What are we going to do?” I ask, staring wide eyed into nothing. “She’s going to kill them all! She—”

“Not likely…” Sebastian interrupts me, and I blink rapidly to focus.

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