Page 29 of Blood of the Saints


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I bring my finger to my face, hovering over my lips. “You wanna taste? A taste of what’s going to be my new favorite meal?” She presses her lips in a firm line with fire blazing behind her eyes.

Shrugging my shoulders, I reach out, and smear it over her lips. Dipping my head down, I lick up the blood from between her breasts to the wound on her neck. The warm contact of her skin under my tongue, mixed with her coppery blood, flares desire inside of me.

Groaning, I pull away before I give her another cut just to taste her again. The red still sits on her lips, but she quickly runs her tongue across them, lapping it up. Heat pools in her eyes and I know she liked the taste, almost as much as I do.

A look of disgust etches across her face, but she can’t hide the deep desire in her eyes from me.

This dark and dirty girl can’t hide from me.

What I would do to lick the blood off her lips then dip my tongue inside her mouth so we can taste it together. All in due time.

“You taste that? You’re the most mouthwatering delicacy I’ve ever had. Your shirt was right. You are the sweetest disaster.” I back away from her, spinning around, getting ready to head back upstairs. I want to leave her to sit and think about all the things we’re going to do to her.

“Wait,” she whispers, causing me to look back over my shoulder. “I need to use the bathroom.” Her eyes plead with me and I’m sure she does. I’m sure she’s dying to come down from there, but I won’t risk it without my brothers here to keep an eye on the sneaky devil. She’s smart, she’s slick, and desperate to be freed.

“Soon, darling. Soon.” I leave her there, an angry growl coming from behind me as I head out the door.

She’s going to be way harder than anyone we’ve ever dealt with; I can already tell. We’ll have to step up our game if we want to crack her while we still can.

The assholes we usually deal with have money and think that it can get them out of the situation. And most of the time, it can—just not the way they thought it would.

Theon, Ace, and I are going to need solid methods to break her. Something we haven’t tried before. Only the best for this girl.

A grin spreads across my face as I head up the stairs. I can’t wait for all the fun we’re going to have—Zamira Stone and us.

All the pain I’m going to inflict and the sweet blood of hers that’ll be my prize.

The air in this room is so fucking dry and it’s getting hotter by the second. Knowing them, they’re probably turning the heat up to make me squirm.

Sweat drips down my face into my eyes, forcing me to clench them shut, trying to relieve the stinging. I barely have any clothes on, but it’s so damn hot in here that I’m drenched, the material clinging uncomfortably to my wet skin.

I’ve been through worse than this.

I can fucking do this.

This is nothing. Nothing but a mind game.

It’s been hours since Blais came in here and toyed with me. I could see the demons lurking deep in his brown eyes. They’re aching to escape, but he’s trying so hard to keep them trapped. I’m just not sure if it was for my sake or his that he kept them on a tight leash. His dark eyes consumed my body as his knife dug into my neck. It was like I was so drawn to him I couldn’t protest the pain he caused or the danger radiating off him.

I shouldn’t have enjoyed what he did to me as much as I did. The bite of pain from his blade sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine. Something I haven’t felt in forever.

That’s just how I am. I’ve never enjoyed the normal things in life. I love excitement and adrenaline more than anything. It’s one of the reasons I joined the FBI in the first place.

Putting my life in danger, being unsure of if I’ll make it out of my next mission or not—that’s what brings me excitement. I’m a junkie for the thrill of danger.

My body has always done what my brain knows is wrong—with Tommy, and now with them. I know what I felt earlier with Blais and yesterday with Ace was wrong—so fucking wrong. But I couldn’t stop my body from reacting.

I need to get out of here. When I fucking do, I’m going to destroy all three of these bastards. I won’t just take them down for kidnapping an FBI agent, I’ll find the secrets they’re trying to hide and wreck them with it.

They wouldn’t have taken me if they didn’t have something to hide. That much is clear, but figuring that out is going to be a pain in the ass.

Unfortunately, I can’t do that if they keep ignoring me. I haven’t seen any of them since Blais. My muscles are stinging, dried blood coats my body, my stomach is about to eat itself, and I need to pee so fucking bad.

Instead of trying to form a plan to get out of here, my mind isn’t thinking about anything other than relief.

What if they don’t come back and I have to fucking pee down my leg? I groan in disgust at the thought.

The heavy metal door opening pulls me from my thoughts and I watch as Theon strolls toward me, his hazel eyes drilling into mine.Thank God someone’s here before I have to resort to peeing on myself.

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