“Ugh,” Briar complains, stepping back and shooting nails at him. Everyone moves quickly to give her room, while nails find their mark, sinking into his overindulged body.
“I think it looks better that way,” I shrug. “The floor is yours, Lark.”
“Thanks,” she smirks. The floor has blood all over it, and I grab the hose I hooked up and spray it down. I also give a cursory pass with the water over Gideon’s body, making sure toturn it on high once I reach his face. The alpha chokes on water, giving my petty soul life.
Returning the hose to a hook behind me, I watch as Lark chooses to remove Gideon’s knot slowly, making the pain long lasting and severe. Nice. There’s no wrong way to emasculate someone, but this is a great one.
“Help! I’d rather go to fucking prison!” Gideon screams.
“Prison is too good for you,” Luna says. “As a lawyer, I deny your request.”
The omegas are getting punch drunk as they torture, and chuckle at Luna’s words. I suppose it’s really helpful to have a lawyer in their group, especially as they set up the town.
Pulling out my phone, I record the screams around me, knowing that Harlan is going to want to listen to it later once we’re home. It’ll make great background music while he’s working out, and knowing Kyren, he’ll mix it to some sick drums.
My men are insane, and I love them for it.
Once Lark removes the knot, I pick up a bowl and bring it over for her to drop it into.
“You never know when you’ll decide to make him eat it,” I shrug. “At one point, he’s going to get annoying.”
“You’re seriously the best,” Aries grins. “I would have flushed the wrinkled skin down the toilet.”
“Or, you could set it on fire and see how well it burns, and we can make him eat his own penis,” I suggest.
“You’re very cock centric, and it’s a little scary,” Sloane mutters.
“Doesn’t mean that he doesn’t deserve it,” I chuckle.
“True. Burn the knot,” Sloane growls.
“Yay!” Aries says, taking the bowl and dropping the knot on the table so she can play with fire.
“His pubic hair should be flammable, right?” Lark asks. “He certainly has enough of it.”
Listening to them is a fucking blast, and Gideon is turning red. I’m happy to let it continue until he tries to spit on her. Pulling Lark away, her jaw drops when she sees the glob of saliva.
“You need to learn some manners,” Lexi decides, pulling a knife from one of her many pockets and grabbing a chair so she can stand on it.
“Careful,” Sloane cautions, standing behind her protectively to make sure she won’t fall.
He really is adorable with her.
“I will be,” she murmurs, her hand slapping Gideon across the face.
“You bitch?—-!”
That’s all Lexi needs to reach into his mouth and pull out his tongue. Working quickly, she slices it right off, looking proud as the blood sprays and Gideon chokes on it.
“Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,” Sloane crows.
“Seguro que si,” I say under my breath.
“And there goes his tiny cock,” Lark announces.
“Great work, ladies,” I praise them. “Should we give the man a break?”
“Hmmm. This looks fun,” Luna muses, picking up the crossbow on the table. “I used to watch archery on television, and always wondered how hard it would be to use one.”
