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Karma looks around the dark space. “Where?”

Arlo bites back a laugh as I say, “Not literally. You’re still a cannibal, Karma. Is that something you can… stop?”

She doesn’t move for a moment.

“No. I don’t know why I do it, but I need it. Otherwise the result is far worse and uncontrollable. I don’t want to eat you two, though.”

“Well, that’s something,” Arlo mutters, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. “Just be careful, okay?”

She rolls her eyes, the green swirling. “Okay.”

“Careful, missy. I’m sure Micha can muster up some way to make you feel pain.”

“I want to test orgasm denial,” I whisper in her ear. “See how your needy little pussy handles that.”

Her tongue creeps out to hiss. “Try me, Micha.”

“Alright, stop it, you two. I’m hard enough already.” Arlo releases Karma and steps out of my hold to walk into the kitchen area and pour himself a glass of cold water. “Also, does Soren have a tentacle cock?”

Tentacle?

I hadn’t noticed that.

Karma nods and grins. “Yesss. It’s very big. Ssspiral also has two cocks.”

“Two?” I cough.

“Kreo gave him a sssecond one. I saw him using them on Moxie.”

“Moxie?” Arlo questions.

“She is one of Spiral’s clownsss. I do not like her, and she does not like me.”

“You’ll come back to us if you have any trouble. Won’t you, Karma?” Arlo looks genuinely worried about her.

“Don’t worry about me.” She strides across the room and picks up her jumpsuit, slipping it up her body with ease. “If he gets too clossse, I’ll eat him.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

SPIRAL

Iwant to kill them all.

Every single one of them.

The skinny blonde covered in ink. The muscle with dark hair who stands like he has the world in the palm of his hand. That cage freak. And most of all, the dead girl who took away my chance at a life of no pain.

Whisky leaks out my mouth as I kneel in front of the cage. Soren’s blue eyes don’t darken as they normally do because he doesn’t retreat to the shadows this time. He stays at the bars, eyes narrowed and focused on me.

“Did you touch the girl?” I slur, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

He smirks, and the motion nearly sends me into blackout rage. “I did more than touch her. She sucked my cock and took weeks’ worth of seed down her greedy little throat. It filled her mouth completely, and she enjoyed every⁠—”

The bottle of whisky slams against the cage, shattering and spilling across the floor.

“Shut the fuck up!” I bellow, clenching the bars.

He doesn’t flinch, staring at me like I’m nothing more than a nuisance.