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The room is quieter now, littered with blood and bodies. My desire for my psychos becomes overwhelming. I wade through the bodies, stabbing and slashing as I go, making sure the men on the floor don’t get back up again.
Then Bones is before me, demonic and covered in blood. He’s shed his suit jacket, and his shirt, and the goddess on his stomach is painted red, tongue out, eyes gleaming with glee as she tastes his depravity.
Leaning forward, I lick the length of his torso and then whimper. That was a bad idea. There’s a rush of wetness between my thighs and my clit throbs.
“Is it cold in here, or are you just pleased to taste me?” he teases with a wicked grin, before tweaking my nipples roughly.
“Fuck, please,” I beg, my knees buckling.
“Patience, princess. You’ll get yours.”
A hand on the small of my back makes me shiver, and I pull away from Bones, to see Snow leaning in. My breath catches, and I roll my lip between my teeth ready for whatever he wants to give me too. More than ready.
An almighty crash makes me jump and I jerk away from them both. A guy has jumped on Honey and tackled him to the floor, and before I know what I’m doing, my feet have carried me across the ballroom and I’m blindly stabbing my knife into the guy’s back in an all-consuming rage.
“Leave. Him. Alone.” I hiss with each thrust of my blade.
“Darlin’ you got him good. You can stop now.”
But I don’t, because the lust and the blood and the bloodlust have me in its grasp and I can’t break free.
Eventually Honey throws the dead guy off him, and captures me in his arms, pulling me down on top of him and disarming me easily. He kisses me deeply, his hands on my hips, dragging me back and forth along the hard length of him until it breaks through the fog and I groan.
“Honey, please—”
“There she is, my little blood-loving monster. You were fucking magnificent. My dick’s hard.”
“I noticed,” I giggle.
“I want to fuck you right here, but I guess we better make sure the others don’t need us.”
“And we’re kind of on a timer, aren’t we?” I ask, hoping he’ll contradict me, tell me we have all the time in the world and fuck me senseless on the carpet of dead bodies.
“Darlin’,” it’s somewhere between a reproachful groan and a heavenly prayer and I giggle again, feeling light and overjoyed. I feel as bubbly as the champagne I sipped and like I could just dance in this beautifully massacred ballroom.
“You’re a magnificent sight.”
I blush, shoot him a coy smile and it’s on the tip of my tongue to beg him – to begsomeone –to fuck me, when strong arms wrap around my waist and life me off Honey.
“Boo, Daddy!” I pout. “Spoil all my fun.”
I stick my tongue out at Daddy Hatchet and he shakes his head, smirking at my antics. I can’t resist. Leaning forward and pressing my lips to his.
I groan. Fuck. He tastes so good.
“We have to go, princess,” Bones tells me.
“Is everyone dead?” I ask, blinking out of my trance. Hatchet nods. “Boo. I wanted to play. Wanna pick ‘n’ mix the bodies with me?” I tease.
Hatchet shakes his head but IswearI see longing in his eyes. I take his hand in mine and squeeze. “Okay, next time,” I swear.
He gives me a chaste peck on the lips, but it spikes my heart rate as much as any filthy tongue fucking.
“I love y—this,” I tell him quietly, correcting myself, saving myself, at the last second. “Let’s go.”
The doors to the ballroom are magically unlocked, and the entire site is deserted as we walk down the long winding driveway. Our limo waits at the open gates and we file in one by one. Bones is on one side of me, Night on the other. Snow sits opposite me, a fierce scowl on his face.What’s his problem?
Fuck. That turned me on. Just as the limo begins to pull away, the sky lights up and the car shakes. I jump to my feet, raising my head out of the open sunroof, watching, mesmerised, as the Manor House is lit up and turned into a firebomb. It’s beautiful. Chaotic. Carnage.
