Font Size:  

If Naked Steve didn’t run from the side of the ring toward Hayley, I would intervene. I hate the idea of Hayley sucking on Kassandra’s neck.

“You little bitch, you’re mine.” Naked Steve latches his fingers onto Hayley’s arm and yanks her back. “You owe me, Killer!” he shouts at Kassandra, dragging Hayley away.

Swinging her body, Hayley manages to hook her leg around Naked Steve’s neck. She flips up onto his shoulders and throws herself forward, forcing him to the ground. He hollers as her knees hit the mat on each side of his face, and she jabs her fingers into his eyes, blinding him.

“You disgusting asshole! You don’t deserve to see anyone’s boobs.” Hayley’s voice screeches, sounding over the cheering crowd. They’re as invested in what she plans to do as I am.

“Cut his dick off, vixen!” Knox shouts, his encouragement poking at Hayley’s dhampir nature. He doesn’t know it, but he and the other Bella Crew members are triggers for her. Because she has claimed them as her own, she can play off their emotions.

Hayley clenches her jaw and manages to slide down Naked Steve’s body, dragging Monroe’s lucky knife along his chest. He screams and flails, but he can’t do anything because Hayley’s quick. She uses the blood to slide down him as if she’s on an old Slip and Slide until she glides her ass right over his cock. The guy’s body reacts to her movements, and the fucker gets a hard-on. He’s definitely not a grower, and Hayley cringes as she laces her fingers around his shaft and slices the knife through so quickly with a maniacal scream. She gawks at his severed dick in her hand for a second before she chucks it and hits Kassandra in the face.

Naked Steve wails, the high pitch of his voice deafening. He falls into utter shock and passes out. Kassandra shrieks and rushes Hayley, lifting her off her feet. She bites her fangs into Hayley’s shoulder, chomping so hard I’m sure she penetrates Hayley’s bone. My vision turns red with anger, and I rush toward the two of them only to have someone crash into me. I snarl and punch my fist at the stranger from the crowd.

“Don’t fucking ruin the fight!” the vampire shouts, getting in my face.

I jam my knife into his stomach and stab it in a couple of times until he falls away from me. I hop to my feet and kick him in the side, rolling him out of the ring.

His distraction was long enough for Kassandra to pin Hayley down. I yell as Kassandra grabs Hayley’s wrists and forces them over her head. She proceeds to smash her boobs in Hayley’s face, suffocating her in the process.

Growls sound from the audience, and I hear Lawrence cheer Kassandra on with the microphone. A part of me explodes fury, because I failed to get to her quickly.

But I won’t fail her now. I promised her I’d keep her safe in the ring.

I launch at Kassandra and grab her hair, yanking her off and dragging her a few feet. Hayley gathers her bearings and scrambles up. I expect her to go after Naked Steve, but she follows me and Kassandra, her eyes blinking silver. I smash my hand across Kassandra’s eyes, blocking her vision so she can’t see, and Hayley collides into us and bites Kassandra’s neck, ripping a chunk of her skin away in the process.

“Naked Steve,” I say, flashing my fangs at Hayley, hoping I can get her to stop sucking on Kassandra‘s neck. “Kill him. Kill him now and get this fight over with.”

Hayley jerks her head back, her face covered in blood, and she growls at me, the noise far sexier than I expected coming from her mouth. Part of me wishes she would come for me next and sink her teeth into me, sucking me with her pouty mouth and luscious lips.

“Kill him!” I repeat, using my hand to nudge her back.

Naked Steve sobs and clutches the bloody wound where his cock was, probably wishing he remained unconscious. He realizes Hayley zones in on him, his survival instincts kicking on and helping him get to his feet.

“Fuck,” Hayley mutters under her breath, straightening her shoulders as she prepares to face the man.

Racing toward him, she drops to the mat and sweeps her leg out, knocking his feet out from under him. He hits the ground with a thud and a grunt, and she hops on top of him and aims her knife.

I expect her to hesitate. I expect her to change her mind and get off him. But something dark twists around Hayley, stealing away her morals and putting her into survival mode as well. She will kill as not to be killed.

Except she’s utterly and completely ruthless.

Jerking the knife down, Hayley stabs Naked Steve in his stomach, and she doesn’t stop. One. Two. Three. Four. Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Her movements turn impossibly fast, and I lose count until his guts fall from him, the mess, unlike anything I’ve seen. I don’t know what Sawyer did to her while he was manipulating her mind, but it’s like he unleashed a beast and put her in the ring.

The crowd roars and cheers, crowding around to watch as Hayley proceeds to slice the knife across Naked Steve’s throat, finally silencing his screams. I stand in shock, watching as she manages to sever his head and then throws it at Kassandra hard enough to knock her back.

I do the only thing I can think of. I attack Kassandra and slice my own dagger across her throat, bleeding her out enough to knock her unconscious. She’ll heal, but it will stop her from trying to do anything.

Hayley heaves a breath, her chest rising and falling, and she grabs a handful of guts and throws them at the crowd. Tipping her head back, she screams, the noise far from evil. She sounds desperate and broken. She sounds as if she might’ve just snapped out of Sawyer’s mind manipulation to have everything crash back onto her.

Dropping to her knees, she lands in the blood and curls in on herself. I don’t leave her there for long, rushing to her side and scooping her into my arms.

Lawrence rings the gong, announcing the fight is over, and he hops into the ring and grabs my hand raising it over my head. Hayley recoils from him as he does the same with her, and the audience goes ballistic and unlike any time I’ve ever heard in all my time performing for the Fright Fights.

“What a fight!” Lawrence calls, kicking the body of Naked Steve out of the ring.

Some of the vampires fight over his remains, licking the fresh blood from his skin without care.

“Don’t forget to spread the word about our newest fighters. The night’s still young, and we have a lot of blood left to shed around here. What do you guys say? Do you want to see another round?” Lawrence laughs with excitement, his voice rising to a pitch I’ve never heard. It weirds me out and makes me shuffle away from him. I’m afraid he’s going to demand we stay in the ring, and I don’t think Hayley can handle any more.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like