Anything.
I feel too small to be menacing right now, could I get an ice box or something to stand on? I didn’t want to ruin my villain speech by asking out loud.
I grinned, she was so fucking adorable.Anything you need, my love.
I made a block of ice appear between them. She stepped up, bringing her eye to eye with Fuckhead.
“Beg me,” she whispered.
“Please, don’t do this. I was just— Please. Please don’t.”
“Not good enough.”
Her fire hand closed around his neck, and he screamed as his flesh began to bubble and sear.
“Please! Please stop!”
Her eyes fluttered closed, a moan escaping her lips. “Fuck, I’ve been fantasizing about hearing your screams for weeks. It’s better than I ever could have imagined. Keep going, louder.”
Jesus fucking Christ. Watching this might actually kill me. I was surprised I wasn’t already dead, honestly. Pretty sure there was no blood left in my brain.
“Stop! Please, fuck! I’m sorry! Please fucking stop!” he cried.
She moaned again. “So much better. God, I can’t wait to get out of here so I can fuck my husband. Feel his lips on my skin. His hands trailing over every scar, brand, and mark you tried to leave me with. Let him wash away every single memory of you with his devilish mouth and wicked fingers.” She hummed. “We’ll go all night until the only screams I hear are my own, for him.”
Yeah, no amount of pain was going to distract me at this point. I was going to pass the fuck out if she kept talking like that.
“Please,” Stupid Shit whimpered.
Violet pulled her hand back. He collapsed at her feet.
“Thank you.”
She stepped off the block of ice and crouched in front of him. “Don’t thank me. It’s his turn now.” She looked at me. “If you want, I mean.”
I was so fucking in love with this woman.
I strolled to her side. “Are you sure?”
She nodded with a smile. “Make it quick, though. Because I was serious about taking you home.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I bent down in front of Shit Fucker.
“Usually I would drag this out, make it as painful as possible, because you certainly don’t deserve a quick death.But, I want to get the hell out of here so I can fuck my wife just like she wants. Count your lucky stars for that one.”
“She was supposed to be mine,” he muttered. “They’ll never let her be with you. Even if I’m dead, they’ll hunt her for someone else.”
“No, they won’t because they’ll all be dead.” Violet stood. “I’m going to tell the others to head to the meeting spot.”
I nodded and turned my attention back tothe benefactor. What a fucking joke.
“This is going to be painful. Are you ready?”
“Fuck you,” he spit at me.
I tsked. “Ready or not, here we go.”
I started with his hands, freezing every cell in his skin, every drop of blood in his veins. Think frostbite but on steroids, because it was faster and significantly more painful. He was screaming as the cold spread up his arms, over his shoulder, down his back. I kept going until his screams of agony cut off and his begging stopped.
