The Hot Damned Collection 1 by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman [Peterman, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2020-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“She’s dead, you know. It was so deliciously violent and bloody. She screamed and begged… such a coward. They had to decapitate her just to shut her mouth,” the woman said in a tone laced with sex. “She’s not coming back.”

“Interesting,” a familiar male voice answered. “You do realize I would know if that was true.”

“Fine,” she hissed. “But she will be dead soon if you don’t comply with my wishes.”

The man said nothing. Was he considering going along with the woman’s plan?

“I can make it so good for you,” she purred. “I can make you forget her. I promise.”

“No,” he replied. “You can’t. No one can. And if you kill her, I will know. I will come after you every day of my life and destroy you until there’s nothing left to reanimate.”

“Are you flirting with me? That makes me wet,” she giggled maliciously. “You do realize with you chained up like an animal I could simply straddle you and fuck you.”

“You’re forgetting my species, darling. I direct the blood flow and you do nothing for me.”

Was that Ethan… and Lust? I tried to open my eyes, but they wouldn’t cooperate. I was on some kind of fur rug with a heartbeat. Where was I and why were Ethan and Lust talking? And why in the hell was she trying to have sex with my mate? Again, I tried to sit up and speak. Again, nothing happened.

“Have it your way,” she shrieked and a wave of dark magic engulfed wherever the hell I was, “but you will be mine. No one denies me, you bastard. No one.”

“Good luck with that,” he replied in a bored monotone.

A crackle of lightning burst and my eyes shot open. My body was still useless, but I could see. Ethan was chained to a wall with iridescent chains binding his body. I assumed they were enchanted. He was gaunt and pale. There were open gashes on his beautiful arms and torso. Why hadn’t he healed? The lightning hit him in the chest and his body jerked. He grunted, but refused to make any other sound. My need to go to him was overwhelming, but my body refused to agree.

“You stupid, stupid man,” Lust ground out between clenched teeth as she pressed her breasts against his chest. Her eyes were dilated with desire and she cupped him in her hand. He was mine and I was going to kill her.

Except nothing worked—not my body, not my mouth and my brain was mushy. How did I get here? The damn Hell Hounds… I wasn’t laying on a rug with a heartbeat. I was sprawled across General George’s back. I knew I was still cloaked—I was cognizant enough to recognize that magic.

“George, you fucker, help me wake up. I need to kill Lust. Now.”

“Do you think that’s wise?” he asked, seemingly unconcerned that the slut was dry humping my mate.

“Um, yes, I think it’s wise you jackass and I’m going to make it hurt,” I snapped. “Help me or I’ll… ”

“What will you do, Little Astrid?” he inquired.

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