Page 55 of Marked for Desecration
He gritted his teeth, trying to dislodge my weapon from my hand. I only shoved it in further, not killing him—not yet.
“Yes, everyone in the clan knows what a whore she is,” he spat out.
I pulled it out and stabbed again, closer to his lung.
“Besides her impressive standing against my own conquests, my little vixen has an interest in the concoctions of potions,” I explained calmly.
My fingers came up and dug into his jugular.
“You see, this dildo contains cat blood. My Valka loves cats, you know?”
I watched as Sabien’s lips turned a fascinating shade of purple. The small amount of animal blood wouldn’t kill him, but it would paralyze him long enough for us to drag his ass back to the estate where we can keep him locked away in the dungeon below ground.
Valka walked toward me, her eyes focusing solely on mine. I was enamored—and horny.
Her hands played with the blood all over her chest, her finger traveling down between her breasts in a promise.
“Sabien, would you be so kind to hurry up and die? I believe my woman is calling me.”
His body dropped to the floor in front of us in a useless heap as Valka took off her dress. I groaned when I discovered she was panty less, yet again.
“You lead me into temptation, Valka Voss.”
“You were already there.”
“I’m not sure whether I should slit your throat for doing so or feed you the cock you so crave.”
She stepped over Sabien’s body and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. My heart raced and my skin warmed uncomfortably. What was this feeling coursing through me?
Maybe it was heartburn from the last human I drank.
“Maybe you should do both.”
