Let us end her, it seems to whisper.We could make her scream.
The darker part of me, the part older than rules, older than restraint, hungers to say yes.
Not to command them. Just to stop holding them back.
Unfortunately, I have no choice.
You see, vampires have terrible tempers, which makes them impulsive.
But I’ve learned to control the screaming, violent rage in my head and use it strategically.
If this vile woman threatens me, I won’t hesitate to systematically destroy everyone in this house, possibly even the neighborhood.
“Son?! Is that what he told you Luca was? Ha! Renato deceived you, Ezra. Luca isn’t his son. He’s a slave that oldgnjidaforced into his bed. Luca fled after a mission, desperate to be free. He left by choice. You owe him nothing.”
Vesna’s lips curl into a delighted smile. “But me? I saved your life that day,sjena. You should be on your knees, willing to do whatever I ask. It would be a shame if I had to remove your handsome head from your mouthwatering body.”
Vesna gasps with delight as she roughly wraps her hand around my flaccid cock.
For a moment, I don’t even move. I just stare at her.
And then all hell breaks loose.
My shadows explode, detonating against skin and bone. Darkness slithers down my thigh, then lashes out with a whipcrack of rage. Another snaps through the air, so fast it nearly lands.
They swarm, hissing and thrashing, completely hellbent on obliteration.
A dark laugh rumbles through me just before I tightly wrap my hand around Vesna’s neck. My patience is nearly gone, and I no longer give a fuck about manners or decorum, especially when it comes to this soul-devouring cunt.
I lift the vampire by her throat until only the tips of her toes graze the floor. My shadows writhe, apoplectic, blistering the air with the promise of violence.
And then?She. Fucking. Moans.
The sentient void noodles freeze. I swear they fucking blink, too stunned to move.
Then they answer, not individually, but as something singular and ancient.
“Fuck, yes! Choke me harder, Ezra,” Vesna rasps, a blissful smile spreading across her face.
A shadow squeezes my throat, silently begging me to end this.
I pull her toward me until our noses are mere centimeters apart.
“Vesna, this will not happen,” I whisper, my voice soft and venomous. “You will back off, or I’ll have no choice but to get violent. You have no clue what I am or what I’m capable of.”
I sigh, then drop her to the floor with a loud thud. Vesna gasps between girlish giggles that don’t suit her as my shadows twitch in the background, clearly unsettled. One mimes a gag, full theater and no subtlety.
Cheeky little shit.
“This is a strange sort of foreplay, but I expect nothing less from a man like you. You can fuck me all night long. Do anything you want to me. You can carve your name in my ass while you fuck it raw. Or you can choke me until I pass out, then pump me full of your cum while I’m unconscious. Or would you rather slit my neck while you shove that huge cock down my throat?”
Angry obsidian asps climb up my body in full DEFCON 1. A cool, inky tendril clamps over my throat while the rest coil up my arm, wrapping around my shoulders, pressing against my face.
They’re physically trying to shield me from her words. I appreciate the effort. Truly. But I’ll still need to bathe in the Lethe to forget this abhorrent conversation.
“No,” I growl, letting the shadows snap between us.
Fuck this.
