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Fallon

The rain began to fall heavily on my way back to the house. Pulling my hood over my head to not get completely soaked, I open the iron gate and continue my pursuit of warmth and a dry place. Making my way past the Angel of Death, another flash of lightning illuminates the sky. Glancing up at the house, I can see Joanie standing in the large window where the massive staircase is, watching me run through the deluge. Arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

Fuck.

Walking up the porch stairs and into the house, I am soaked.

There is no way I can cower off and hide. I have to walk up those stairs and face Joanie.

My shoes squeak on the tile. Approaching the stairs, she belts out, “What did I tell you?”

Here we go.

“I was out for a walk when it started raining,” I say, playing stupid. It’s my last ditch effort to avoid a confrontation with this nasty woman, and hopefully direct her suspicions elsewhere.

“I told you to mind your business and not to go snooping. Why were you beyond the hedges?” Looking down at my feet, I keep to my story. “I was just out for a walk, Joanie. I wasn’t snooping.”

“LIAR!”

I look back up at her and my already racing heart goes a little faster.

Fuck me. This is not the time.

Merrick is standing behind her. His index finger pressed against his lips, gesturing for me to not give away his presence.

Keeping my face neutral, “I’m not lying.” It’s a pathetic response, but I don’t want to sound defensive. She would definitely call my bluff if I did.

Another flash of lightning brightens the room. Merrick has moved his hand, his thumb is moving across his throat in a slicing motion. His tongue is out and as he reaches the end, he flops his head to the side.

“I am watching you, girl,” she says dismissively before turning her back to me and going up the stairs to her wing of the house.

She is so fucking on to me. I’ll need to be more careful now. She cannot find out what’s going to happen until it does or we are all fucked.

MERRICK

Fallon wastes no time rushing up the staircase once Joanie leaves. She doesn’t even acknowledge me as she passes.

Like that will stop me.

I beat her to her room, making myself comfortable on her large bed, waiting for her to arrive. I hear the floorboards creak as she gets closer. The bedroom door swings open, she spots me instantly. “Get the fuck out of my room.”

“Are you on your period?”

She slams the door closed behind her. “I cannot fucking stand you. You are arrogant. You totally disregard others people’s feelings every time you open your fucking mouth. I wish you never showed yourself to me. Just leave me alone!”

“Stupid little girl sees an elder spirit, gets a little power, and thinks she can speak to me like that?” I say, then transport myself, so I'm standing right in front of her. The bruise that was once prominent around her neck is almost completely faded. That’s too bad. I liked it there.

Before she even sees me move, my hand is wrapped around her throat. Cutting off her air supply. She balls up her fists and punches my arm to get me to let go. Not fucking happening. I squeeze even tighter, and she begins wheezing. Her punches have less of an impact and tears run down her soft cheeks.

I force her to the ground, and she bends her knees, unable to fight back. Her eyes pleading with me to stop, but that only fuels me even more.

I release my grip on her throat and she begins coughing, taking in huge gulps of air, trying to fill her lungs. She places her hands on the floor in front of her for balance, and it’s then I notice her clothes are still soaked from the rain, not that I care.

Undoing my pants, I pull out my cock, already hard from squeezing her throat and watching her pathetic eyes pleading with me to stop. “Stay on your knees, slut. You’re fucking desperate for my cock aren’t you? You’re fighting it so hard that it’s painfully obvious.”

Fallon looks up at me, her face still red from the lack of oxygen. “Get it away from me,” she pathetically whispers. It only makes me want it more.

“Now where would the fun in that be, stupid little girl?” I question back. I love that she is fighting back. It makes it that much more fun for me.

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