Her essence coated my tongue, melting into my body and becoming one with me. She was the most magnetic creature I’d ever come across. I wanted to take her now, to hear her scream out of both pain and pleasure.
I wouldn’t be gentle.
I’d force my cock through the tight barrier of her pussy whether she wanted it or not. I’d relish how her warm blood coated my length, acting as its own lubricant.
But that could wait. There were more pressing matters to deal with first. Like Fabian. The mere thought of him had my balls shriveling up. He was currently bed-bound due to his fucked up leg, and Marcella was waiting on him hand and foot like she didn’t have another choice.
They were both pathetic.
My gaze swept over Ember one last time, her breathing growing steadier as she lost herself to sleep. She hadn’t even bothered covering back up, her round ass on full display for my pleasure alone. Touching her tonight had been a mistake.
I was supposed to wait, to revel in her fear, to slowly make my presence known. Not eat her pussy like a pathetic man starved. But when I saw her storm into her room in full panic, completely distraught, it intrigued me. And when she stripped out of her clothes and flung herself in bed, my restraint snapped.
She’d probably wake up in the morning and think this was all some kind of lucid nightmare. We couldn’t have that, though. Could we?
A slow smile curled around the edges of my mouth, adrenaline shoving through my veins with the mere thought of bloodshed.
I forced myself to leave the sleeping girl behind and stepped into the hallway after briefly adjusting my growing erection. I couldn’t remember the last time I was so lost to my own hormones. It almost made me feel alive.
Marcella was sleeping soundly, Fabian wide awake as he stroked himself to a video on his phone. The poor bastard didn’t even try to be discreet, blasting it at full volume. The woman’s moans echoed loudly through the room, his grunts as he lost himself to his pleasure following behind.
If he felt the cold chill my presence brought along, he didn’t acknowledge it.
My plan was simple. I was going to kill this worthless excuse of a man and use his blood to leave my beautiful girl a message she wouldn’t soon forget. I wanted him gone, mostly because he annoyed the shit out of me and watching him treat his wife and daughters like crap wasn’t something I was going to let slide.
Not while they were still living and not while I lurked in the shadows of their home. Savannah chose me for a reason, andI would not dare fail her. She was the only one who really mattered.
I flexed my fingers, humming deep within my chest. The possibilities of what I could do to this vile creature were endless. Whatever I decided, the results would end the same. He would suffer for all of the sins he committed. Not only against Savannah, but against his own wife and children as well.
The words that bubbled up from my throat and drifted through the air were my own, but they were contorted and came off a little child-like. It always creeped them out more.
“Hush Little Adulterer, don’t say a word. I’m going to make sure this fucking hurts. I’m going to make you ache and burn, and if that aching and burning doesn’t work, I’m going to gauge out your eyes with a fork. And if that fork is as pathetic as you, then I’m going to strangle the life out of you.”
The melody floated though the air, my presence still concealed by the invisible shadows clouding around me. I knew it the moment he heard me. How his grip tightened around his phone, when his face paled, when he stopped jerking that pathetic thing he called a cock.
He thought he’d get away with his sins. He thought he could just rape women, impregnate them, abuse them, anddisrespectthem. I was here to ensure Ember knew just how awful her parents were, and I was here to make them feel a fraction of the things Savannah had felt.
“W-who’s there?” Fabian choked out, not even able to hide the tremor in his annoying voice.
I let the silence stretch between us, only to play up the suspense because it was more fun that way. His heavy breathing filled the room, and despite how terrified he was, he still made no move to put away his chode. My upper lip curled in disgust. I was really about to murder a half-naked man, but I suppose it would have to do.
When I spoke again, it was with my own voice. “Your worst nightmare.” I smiled a grin that was all teeth and sharp edges as I pushed my way through the shadows and halted at the foot of their bed.
Fabian’s eyes grew comically wide, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say more but couldn’t get the words out. But just in case he got any weird ideas about screaming, I pushed my shadows toward him, soaking in the energy they brought as they shoved through my veins and followed my command. They curled around his torso and ankles, locking him in place. And then I sent one right into his throat with a silent command to silence him, much like I’d done to Ember to paralyze her.
But that was different. I wanted to hear her moans and pleas, to hear her pleasure-filled gasps, so I ended up releasing them. The phone had fallen out of his hand as he fell limp, his chest heaving as he fought for breath. I wasn’t suffocating him, but I did make it harder for him to suck in oxygen.
“It’s time we finally met.” I smirked, rounding the bed to his side. His pupils followed me, sweat already forming along his hairline as he fought against my restraints. It was a pathetic and pointless endeavor.
What was really pathetic was how easy this was going to be, but I digressed.
“I just left your daughter’s room,” I tacked on, amusement threading through my tone.
Fabian narrowed his eyes at me, but I could sense the next spike of fear rolling from him at that declaration. It was divine.
My smirk twisted with malice as I leaned over him. “Her pussy tasted sofuckingsweet.”
This time, it was anger that plumed from him, as if he ever really gave a shit about anyone but himself.
