Chapter Six
Beautiful.
Mesmerizing.
Goddess.
Fucking mine.
Her essence coated my tongue, melting into my body and becoming one with me. She was the most magnetic creature I’d ever come across. I wanted to take her now, to hear her scream out of both pain and pleasure.
I wouldn’t be gentle.
I’d force my cock through the tight barrier of her pussy whether she wanted it or not. I’d relish how her warm blood coated my length, acting as its own lubricant.
But that could wait. There were more pressing matters to deal with first. Like Fabian. The mere thought of him had my balls shriveling up. He was currently bed-bound due to his fucked up leg, and Marcella was waiting on him hand and foot like she didn’t have another choice.
They were both pathetic.
My gaze swept over Ember one last time, her breathing growing steadier as she lost herself to sleep. She hadn’t even bothered covering back up, her round ass on full display for my pleasure alone. Touching her tonight had been a mistake.
I was supposed to wait, to revel in her fear, to slowly make my presence known.
Not eat her pussy like a pathetic man starved.
But when I saw her storm into her room in full panic, completely distraught, it intrigued me.
And when she stripped out of her clothes and flung herself in bed, my restraint snapped.
She’d probably wake up in the morning and think this was all some kind of lucid nightmare. We couldn’t have that, though. Could we?
A slow smile curled around the edges of my mouth, adrenaline shoving through my veins with the mere thought of bloodshed.
I forced myself to leave the sleeping girl behind and stepped into the hallway after briefly adjusting my growing erection. I couldn’t remember the last time I was so lost to my own hormones. It almost made me feel alive.
Marcella was sleeping soundly, Fabian wide awake as he stroked himself to a video on his phone. The poor bastard didn’t even try to be discreet, blasting it at full volume. The woman’s moans echoed loudly through the room, his grunts as he lost himself to his pleasure following behind.
If he felt the cold chill my presence brought along, he didn’t acknowledge it.
My plan was simple. I was going to kill this worthless excuse of a man and use his blood to leave my beautiful girl a message she wouldn’t soon forget.
I wanted him gone, mostly because he annoyed the shit out of me and watching him treat his wife and daughters like crap wasn’t something I was going to let slide.
Not while they were still living and not while I lurked in the shadows of their home. Savannah chose me for a reason, and I would not dare fail her. She was the only one who really mattered.
I flexed my fingers, humming deep within my chest. The possibilities of what I could do to this vile creature were endless. Whatever I decided, the results would end the same. He would suffer for all of the sins he committed. Not only against Savannah, but against his own wife and children as well.
The words that bubbled up from my throat and drifted through the air were my own, but they were contorted and came off a little child-like. It always creeped them out more.
“Hush Little Adulterer, don’t say a word.
I’m going to make sure this fucking hurts.
I’m going to make you ache and burn, and if that aching and burning doesn’t work, I’m going to gauge out your eyes with a fork.
And if that fork is as pathetic as you, then I’m going to strangle the life out of you. ”
The melody floated though the air, my presence still concealed by the invisible shadows clouding around me. I knew it the moment he heard me. How his grip tightened around his phone, when his face paled, when he stopped jerking that pathetic thing he called a cock.
He thought he’d get away with his sins. He thought he could just rape women, impregnate them, abuse them, and disrespect them. I was here to ensure Ember knew just how awful her parents were, and I was here to make them feel a fraction of the things Savannah had felt.
“W-who’s there?” Fabian choked out, not even able to hide the tremor in his annoying voice.
I let the silence stretch between us, only to play up the suspense because it was more fun that way.
His heavy breathing filled the room, and despite how terrified he was, he still made no move to put away his chode.
My upper lip curled in disgust. I was really about to murder a half-naked man, but I suppose it would have to do.
When I spoke again, it was with my own voice. “Your worst nightmare.” I smiled a grin that was all teeth and sharp edges as I pushed my way through the shadows and halted at the foot of their bed.
Fabian’s eyes grew comically wide, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say more but couldn’t get the words out.
But just in case he got any weird ideas about screaming, I pushed my shadows toward him, soaking in the energy they brought as they shoved through my veins and followed my command.
They curled around his torso and ankles, locking him in place.
And then I sent one right into his throat with a silent command to silence him, much like I’d done to Ember to paralyze her.
But that was different. I wanted to hear her moans and pleas, to hear her pleasure-filled gasps, so I ended up releasing them.
The phone had fallen out of his hand as he fell limp, his chest heaving as he fought for breath.
I wasn’t suffocating him, but I did make it harder for him to suck in oxygen.
“It’s time we finally met.” I smirked, rounding the bed to his side. His pupils followed me, sweat already forming along his hairline as he fought against my restraints. It was a pathetic and pointless endeavor.
What was really pathetic was how easy this was going to be, but I digressed.
“I just left your daughter’s room,” I tacked on, amusement threading through my tone.
Fabian narrowed his eyes at me, but I could sense the next spike of fear rolling from him at that declaration. It was divine.
My smirk twisted with malice as I leaned over him. “Her pussy tasted so fucking sweet.”
This time, it was anger that plumed from him, as if he ever really gave a shit about anyone but himself.
I reached forward, wrapping my hand around his throat forcefully, but not enough to cut off his airway.
“Enough with the theatrics.” I sighed, cracking my neck in an ironic display of theatrical.
“Eighteen years ago, you took what wasn’t yours to take.
You raped a girl with your friends and proceeded to let your little slut of a girlfriend hurt her.
” My gaze slid over to Marcella, who was still sleeping peacefully, not seeming to realize the danger her husband was in.
Glancing back at Fabian, I leaned in closer—so close I could feel his rancid breath against my lips.
“Savannah was pregnant. You and your friends took that away from her. So, to level the playing field, I’m going to destroy your entire fucking family.
First, I’m going to kill you. Then, I’m going to tell Ember what a vile piece of shit you and your wife were.
After that, I’m going to sink into your oldest daughter’s virgin pussy and bathe in the screams of pain she delivers.
I’m going to make your wife watch, so she knows how it feels to be so goddamn helpless.
Once that’s done and over with, I’m going to kill Isobella—a life for a life and all that. Feel me?”
I’d been so lost in my own enraged monologue, that I’d almost forgotten about the man lying helplessly in bed. But I wasn’t finished.
“Your wife will die after that, and last but certainly not fucking least, I’m going to fuck Ember one more time before I kill her too.”
I liked that plan. They’d get to feel the excruciating pain of losing the baby in the house, and of losing the little boy fronting as the man of the house. Marcella would get to watch her daughter be violated, and Ember would get to watch her favorite parent die.
Fabian couldn’t speak of course, but I already had a hunch about what he’d say if he could.
He’d tell me to go to Hell, that I was crazy, he’d probably start chanting some biblical incantation that wouldn’t work, tell me to stay away from his daughters—the usual shit they all did. They still all died in the end.
Straightening my posture, I sent the piece of shit one last wicked smile before taking a deep breath. The shadows warmed my skin instantly as I urged the power to swell within them, molding them exactly how I wanted them to be and what I wanted them to do.
And then I slowly pushed them into Fabian.
Liquid lava filled his veins, the temperature rising and rising at a slow and steady pace. The sweat was glistening across his skin now, his ball sweat filling the room. I choked back a gag and snarled. I needed to take care of that first.
Directing my shadows to his most intimate area, I flicked my wrist, watching in fascination as his cock stretched and stretched.
Fabian’s muffled cries filled the room, the sweat running down his face more prominently now.
The first tear of the skin would have made anyone scream but considering I didn’t wat Fabian waking the entire house up, I made sure he couldn’t.
I hummed the same melody I’d sang to him, tugging and tugging until blood started spilling down his length and coating his groin.
Once the last shred of skin and cartilage was cut, his dick fell over, rolling across his thigh.
The poor man was so pale, I feared he might just pass out.
I wanted him awake for this, but it wouldn’t put a damper in my plans if he did fall unconscious.
A malevolent grin stretched across my face, adrenaline pulsing through my veins at the glorious sight before me. He misused his dick to rape women and to cheat on his wife. Even if he lived, which he wouldn’t, he’d never be able to weaponize sex again.
Fabian’s entire body was trembling with a mixture of fear, adrenaline, and desperation. And I fucking reveled in it.
“Any last words?” I asked. When he didn’t respond—because he couldn’t—I added, “Oh. That’s right. Well, I’m sure it wasn’t important anyway.”
I pushed more shadows through his body until his entire skin burned a bright red, blood dripping from his eyes and trickling down his cheeks.
The pressure became too much for his body, one of his eyeballs popping out of the socket and dangling from the veins it was connected to. It was fucking disgusting. I loved it.
His body jerked and twitched, until finally, he went completely still.
One down, three to go.