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To destroy those who dared to fuck with me. To reclaim my life over their cold, dead bodies.
My muscles tightened, and I gasped as Zane dragged his claws down my back, leaving stinging scratches across my skin. He bit down on my shoulder, jerking my hips back against his cock. My eyes fluttered closed, my cunt throbbing on his cock as I got closer...closer…
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Zane murmured against my ear, his body warm on mine, my moans heightening as he continued to rub my clit and fuck into me with hard, rough strokes. “My beautiful killer. Sick little fuck.”
His words pushed me over the edge. I cried out, not caring how loud I was. If no one had heard Kent scream, then they wouldn’t hear me moan. I came, and Zane followed soon after, his cock throbbing inside me and filling me with his cum. It dripped down my legs, into the pool of Kent’s blood as I murmured, “Fuck your God, Kent. It can’t kill me.”
38
My little wolf had broken her chains, and she was running free.
She jogged ahead of me under the cover of the trees. We were headed back toward the isolated side road where we’d parked her Jeep. The night air was crisply cool, the clear night sky peppered with stars and a waning moon. She’d glance back at me every few steps, a smile on her painted face, blood spattered across her jacket. Her button-up shirt hung open, and the sight of her tattoos and scars made me want to snatch her up and run my tongue over that soft, beautiful skin.
She was exquisite, she was built for Hell in every way. Most humans I’d taken over the years needed to adjust to Hell’s oddities — it had been a strange and confusing transition for them. But Juniper? She would thrive. I knew she would. When her mortal life was over and her soul made the crossing, I couldn’t wait to see her face when she beheld those first wondrous sights.
I wanted to be there every step of the way. I wanted to introduce her to a new life, at the end of this one.
I wanted to show her now. I wanted to give her a taste of what waited.
“How does it feel, little wolf?” I said as I spotted her Jeep ahead. She was breathless, her eyes wide in the dark. She smelt of blood, and sweat, and that sweet wild aroma that was so uniquely hers.
“Satisfying,” she said, but then she shook her head with an uncertain smile. “No, more than that. I don’t think there’s a single word for it. Vindicating. Amazing. Confusing.” We stood beside the Jeep, and she turned to me. Her smile was hopeful, but it was frightened too. Like she feared this victory would be snatched away. “I’ve waited so many years for that. So many years to kill a man, Zane.” She looked down at her hands, blood-stained and shaking with adrenaline. “And I did it. We did it.”
“You did it, love. And it was sexy as Hell to see you.” I reached for her face, but she playfully dodged back, her smile turned mischievous.
“Oh? You think you can outrun me?”
I let her get a few steps before I caught her from behind, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder so she dangled over my back. She struggled, beating at my back, and she shrieked as I turned my head and bit her ass in retaliation.
She laughed as I set her down, this time keeping an arm looped around her back so she couldn’t run away again when I caressed my claws down her face.
“I’m never usingbite my assas an insult again,” she said.
I chuckled. “It was always a welcome invitation.” I paused as I admired her in the dark. We needed to get some distance between us and this party, but I didn’t want to go home. No, Juniper deserved more than that. This was her night, her moment. I wanted to take her somewhere she could celebrate, somewhere she could feel comfortable.
I wanted to give her a night where she didn’t constantly feel like she had to look over her shoulder. A night to feel free.
“I want to take you somewhere,” I said. She raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question. “Do you trust me?”
She blinked rapidly. Questions like that were unpleasant for her; any question that forced her to examine her feelings was. But I needed to know, before I committed to doing this. I needed to know she felt secure with me. If she didn’t, well...there were much bigger wolves than her where we were going.
Wolves with far sharper bites.
Finally, she raised her eyes to mine again. “Yes. I trust you.”
Her declaration made me feel far more sentimental than I’d expected. I’d frankly never cared if I was trusted or not — it simply wasn’t something that occurred to me as a necessity. I’d only ever needed humans to trust me enough to make a deal with me, and even then, they rarelyactuallytrusted me. Why would they?
It felt like an honor to hear her say that. It felt like I’d earned something, like I’d been given a gift. I pulled her closer, tucked her hair behind her ear, and said, “I liked watching you tonight. You were ravenous. Merciless. You’re powerful, Juniper. You’re a rare soul.”
“Oh, come on.” She tried to look away, but I caught her face. I couldn’t see it beneath her paint, but her skin was hot as she blushed. It made me grin. “Don’t get all corny on me.”
“Sorry, I can’t help getting a little poetic about the most beautiful murder I’ve seen in years. My woman is an artist.”
“Yourwoman?” She smacked at me, but she was smiling again.
“Yes,mywoman.” I held her tight as she playfully squirmed, snapping my teeth near her ear. “All mine. Every beautiful, murderous, perfect inch of you.” I smiled at her, the very idea of where I was about to take her making my erratic heart pound just a little faster with excitement. “I want to take you somewhere Hellish.”
She shook her head, smiling but confused. “Isn’t Abelaum Hellish enough?”
