Chapter 3
Chapter three
Iswore I felt eyes on me when I dropped my glamour in the bathroom; that’s why I put it back up so fast. It absolutely upset my snakes, but my gaze is instantly lethal in my gorgon form. In my human form, it takes at least a little longer to turn someone to stone.
Then, like the idiot I am, I looked out the window for a few minutes, almost as if I was hoping to find someone out there. Being trapped for so long, I’ve craved attention. The men who guard me will look at my body when I have it on display, which is often, because I love it when people look at me.
Only one has ever had the nerve to touch me, though.
His name was Calen, and that night was the best night of my life.
My father didn’t appreciate my putting his guard in danger, though.
He was worried Calen would’ve looked into my eyes and I would’ve killed him.
So, to punish me for my irresponsibility, he killed Calen and put him on display outside my window for at least a week.
Not only did he want me to understand the consequences of my actions, but he wanted the other guards to know what would happen if they ever tried to touch me again.
My father has been gone for several decades now, and the guards who’ve stuck around still refuse to give in to my advances. It doesn’t stop me from giving anyone who’s watching a show, though.
After I’m dried off, I climb into bed, not bothering with clothes.
I love the feel of silk sheets against my bare skin.
But I can’t get comfortable because my clit is still throbbing.
That orgasm in the shower wasn’t nearly enough to satiate me.
I toss and turn, trying to ignore it. To my dismay, every time I change positions, it puts more friction on my clit.
There really are days when I wish someone were around who’d fuck me.
With a groan, I reach over to my nightstand and pull out my favorite vibrator—good ole pinky. I’m amazed this thing still works with as long as I’ve had it. Lying on my back, I slip the toy under the covers and position it at my slick entrance. My pussy flutters in anticipation.
Just when I’m about to slide the toy inside me, the shadows in the corner of my room shift, and I stop everything. I lock my eyes on the area, watching to see if someone is in there watching me. The shadows disperse, and out walks one of my guards, Merric, with his eyes cast down.
He’s stunning—freakishly tall and super muscular, with blonde hair and intense blue eyes.
I’ve had my eye on him since he started working for my father nearly a century ago.
But he’d just started working for my father when Calen was killed, so he’s barely paid me any attention over the years.
I wonder what he’s doing in my room now.
I sit up and allow my comforter to drop to my waist. My breasts are on full display for him to ogle. As expected, his eyes come up to stare at them. Excitement courses through me, and my nipples pebble.
“Do you like what you see?” I ask, shoving the comforter off me and rising to my knees so I’m completely uncovered.
A growl rumbles in his chest. “As a matter of fact, I do. I’ve always been warned not to touch you, but there’s no one else here, so how would they know if I took a quick taste?”
I lick my lips and crawl to the edge of the bed near him. “I’ll give you more than just a taste if that’s what you want.”
He lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist, his hard length rubbing against my clit.
Our mouths collide in a messy kiss, but he’s pulling away all too fast when he lays me down on the bed.
As he stands, his gaze locks between my splayed legs, and my pussy flutters, showing off for him.
“You’re already so wet,” he says, voice husky. Then he spots my vibrator lying next to me and raises a brow. “Did I interrupt something?”
“I hadn’t quite started yet, so you came at the perfect time.”
A smile spreads across his face as he drops to his knees. “Glad I can be of service.”
I wiggle my hips in anticipation, and he grabs them, yanking my ass to the edge.
Then his tongue is gliding through my wetness.
I’ve never done this before, and fuck does it feel good.
My hips try to buck, but he keeps a tight grip on me.
He licks me like he’s a man starved and has done this a million times—which he probably has.
I can’t stop the whimpers and moans that slip past my lips.
Shadows snake up my body and cover my mouth. “Quiet, pretty little curse. Just because we’re all alone doesn’t mean I want anyone nearby to hear you either.”
I do my best to stay quiet, but when he continues his pursuit, he slips one thick finger into me and then another, and I can’t stop the screams. His shadows at my mouth thicken to quiet my screams, nearly suffocating me.
The mix of his fingers and tongue is an exquisite feeling, taking me to heights my vibrator never could before. I won’t last long like this.
Lifting his head from me, he says, “That’s it. Come on my fingers and tongue. I want you soaked when I fuck your cunt.”
His tongue returns to my pussy, and he shoves it into me. It seems to elongate, reaching high up to the spot I can’t even seem to reach with my toy most of the time. He strokes it quickly, moving his fingers in time with it, and my toes curl.
I’m so fucking close.
My screams even out—still barely contained by the shadows over my mouth—so he shifts his hand, allowing his thumb to play with my clit.
That’s all it takes for me to come undone.
My back bows off the bed as my body convulses, wave after wave of pleasure rippling through me.
His strokes slow as I come down from my high, and he pulls his tongue from my pussy to lap at my arousal.
When he stands, he licks his lips with his eyes still lingering on my pussy. “You taste so good—like the most succulent forbidden fruit I’ve ever bitten into. I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight cunt and fill you with my cum while you squirm beneath me.”
My eyes widen, and I’m about to object when a feminine voice growls, “Over my dead body will that ever fucking happen.”
I shoot up in bed and dart my eyes around to look for the source.
A woman steps out of the shadows where Merric had been watching me, skin literally rippling, changing shades before me.
And her eyes… They’re going back and forth between glacial blue and pure black.
I’ve never seen anything like it before.
Her gaze is fixed on Merric, whose eyes widen as he takes a step away from my bed.
I watch, terror rising, while Merric takes on his demon form.
He grows over a foot taller than his already massive frame, stretching out the muscle and fat of his body, making him look scrawny.
At the same time, his skin turns ashen, and shadows curl around his limbs like he’s preparing to fight.
He clenches his hands, and an unfamiliar, deep, raspy voice leaves him, reverberating through my bedroom. “Who the fuck are you?”
A wicked smile crosses the woman’s lips. “Who I am doesn’t matter. I have a feeling you know the answer to that question, though. You demons don’t spook easily.”
“What do you want, hunter?” Merric asks.
Her lip curls as she takes a step toward him. “To relieve you of your fucking head.”
Merric laughs, which seems to make the woman even more furious.
“Get in line. There are millions on this Earth who would like my head served to them on a platter because of something or another that I’ve done.
You tend to piss a lot of people off when you’ve been alive as long as I have,” he says, rolling his eyes.
“I must say, I don’t think I’ve ever pissed a hunter off before. How did I manage that?”
“First off, you touched what was not yours to touch. Then—“ she hisses before Merric barks out another laugh.
“Not mine to touch? I’ll do whatever I please with her.
She walks around this house flaunting her body, begging to be fucked.
We all know it’s exactly what she wants, but everyone else is too chickenshit to do it themselves.
Even if she doesn’t, all I have to do is avoid her gaze, so she doesn’t turn me to stone.
A blindfold would easily do the trick. Not like there’s been anyone around to stop me ever since her father died,” he says in a relaxed voice that makes my stomach turn.
Fury washes through me, boiling my blood until fire is rushing through my veins.
I shoot to my feet, dropping my human glamour to let my snakes free, and bring myself face-to-face with Merric.
He looks away from me, but I reach up and dig my nails into his cheeks, forcing him to look at me.
His eyes slam shut, and I let out a menacing laugh.
“You’re fucking pathetic. Why don’t you open your eyes and face me like the man you seem to think you are?” I hiss along with my snakes.
He rips his face away from me, and dark, sticky blood streams from the spots where my nails dug into his skin. “You’re fucking crazy if you think I’d do that, especially while you’re in your gorgon form.”
The woman appears before Merric in the blink of an eye.
She somehow manages to grow a couple of feet taller, making her eye level with him, and wraps her hand around his throat.
“You were so eager to tell me you would take her however you pleased, even if it were against her will. Yet you don’t have the decency to look at her when she is speaking to you.
Even if it isn’t in the eyes, she deserves your entire fucking attention.
You’re a fucking coward and a disgusting waste of space. ”
“I’m not risking turning to stone for a fucking whore!” he yells, shadows tracking up his neck to grab at the woman’s hand on his throat.
My hands shake, and the snakes on my head hiss as they snap at Merric.
When I speak, I don’t recognize my voice.
“A whore? Because I want attention, which I’ve been deprived of for my entire life, because of what I am?
I let you touch me; I didn’t beg you to.
There’s a big fucking difference. You were the one who showed up in my bedroom without an invitation.
And then, when I was about to let you fuck me, you proceeded to tell me you’d fill me with your cum without making sure I was okay with it.
I am not here for you to do with as you please, even though you seem to think that’s the case.
I never want to see you again, Merric. You’re dismissed. ”
The woman’s hand tightens around his throat.
Her black eyes gleam with excitement, and the corner of her lips tips up into a taunting, dangerous smile.
“You and I are about to have a lot of fun, Merric. Letting you look into her eyes would be a mercy too nice for you, especially after what you tried to do to her. I’m going to enjoy torturing you. ”
My attention shifts to the woman, and I quirk my head. “Who the hell are you?”
“I’m a monster hunter—part of the organization D.A.M.N.E.D,” she says, features softening.
“Oh,” I whisper, my eyes widening. “Did he do something to warrant a hunter coming after him?” She shakes her head, her black wavy hair swaying back and forth across her back, and my brows furrow. “What are you doing here then?”
She sighs and clenches her jaw. “I’m here to make sure I don’t lose you again, Roxanna.”
I take a step back from her and Merric. “Again? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to,” she says as if that would make sense to me.
My heartbeat goes wild, and I ball my hands into fists, prepared to attack if it comes down to it. “I absolutely want to know what the fuck you mean by that!”
“Just catching sight of you once several decades ago, I knew you were different. You make me feel different, and I need to know why, so I’ve been tracking you ever since you got away from me all those years ago,“ she whispers.
I let her words settle in. “You’re here because of some weird infatuation with me?”
A mirthless laugh leaves her lips. “My Little Relic, this is far more than an infatuation; it’s a full-blown obsession, and I’m not letting you get away again.”
I take a step toward the door, and her head whips in my direction. When our eyes meet, I hold my breath.
I’m in my gorgon form.
I’m going to turn her to stone, kill her—which I oddly want to avoid—so I avert my gaze and run.