‘’I am Lucien Sinclair,’’ I told her as I introduced myself giving her the once over, ‘’you are?’’ I demanded even though I already knew who she was. I wanted, needed to see if she’d lie to me or how truthful she’d be. I watched the flicking of her eyes going to the TV monitors before coming back to rest on me.
I let her question me something I wouldn’t normally do and replied to each question. I could smell the fear radiating from her, I couldn’t help myself, but relish in that fear. It was like a drug I could feed off. Also, in that smell I tasted something else something that pleasantly pleased me, I could smell her desire.
I watched her trying to control the emotions flicking over her face. I read every single one of them. Her emotions were overwhelming her. I knew she was wondering what part to tell me if I knew who she was. My demon relished the feelings that were bombarding me. He wanted to eat those feelings to satisfy his hunger.
I listened as she asked for my help in finding her sister. It did not cross my mind why she thought I’d even be interested in helping. Her sister didn’t mean a thing to me, I couldn’t give a fuck about her. I noticed her little slip up, it wasn’t only the woman before me, who needed my help. There was a shit load of them. The human that had gone missing from my club was her sister. Nobody dared to do so in any of my clubs. They needed my help, it sounded that they were begging for it. If they didn’t, then the woman standing before me wouldn’t be here. I could smell taste of desperation rolling off her.
‘’Why do you think I would be interested in helping you?’’ I questioned her, intrigued to learn her answer.
‘’For one thing, it is not good for business. To have innocent people go missing from your establishment, that bad news,’’ I watched her swallow her nervous showing through ‘’I’ll do anything you want, if you agree on helping us,’’
Oh, this was just too easy, I chuckled to myself, it was like leading a lamb to the slaughter ‘’anything little human?’’ I asked showing no emotion as I stood up from the leather chair and moved slowly towards her until my body was almost touching hers ‘’Would you let me defile you? Take what I want without question?’’ I asked as I watched with satisfaction, as she fought with herself trying not to take a step back. Trying not to show any sign of weakness.
‘’What makes you think I would even want to help you mmm? Even with that so tempting offer that you just offered me.’’ I asked keeping an eye on her reactions as I walked around her. Stopping directly behind her, I bent my head slightly towards her neck taking in the smell of her sweet perfume and something else lay there under the surface. WITCH. I could hear my demon shouting out the same. Naughty little witch. My demon took a deeper breath in. He could sense more than one spell had been placed. One was a containment spell; someone had tried their hardest to hide her true self and it hadn’t worked. Not on my demon or me. The other spells we could sense where for protection. They had been placed around her at the same time as the others. Holding back the growl that threatened to leave my throat, fighting to keep my demon buried deep inside me. I pressed my body against her softer one, lowering my head further towards hers and pressing my mouth against her ear as I whisper ‘’You scream of desperation. Tell me why I should help you and do what you’re asking,’’ I feel her whole body go rigid as a shiver shudders through her body. My demon happy jumping for joy wanting to come out and play, while the man rejoices.
‘’Tell. Me. Why. I. Should. Help?’’ I whisper into her ear, feeling the shivers run down her spine, as I demand an answer from her, ‘’How will it benefit me?’’
‘’ I don’t know’’ she whispers, then repeats herself with a firmer voice, ‘’we don’t know anyone else who can help us find my sister,’’
‘’You’re not helping your case little human, you need to give me something that will make me want to help you,’’ I tell her pressing my body slightly harder against hers.
‘’Me,’’ I hear her whisper in a murmur, ‘’I can only offer you ……. Me’’
She was offering herself, oh this was so good. Maybe it was just too good to be true. No one offered themselves as a sacrifice unless they were completely stupid or so desperate that they were willing to do anything. He couldn’t help wondering which one she would turn out to be. There was no doubt in my mind that she was human. Standing this close and with my demon close to the surface I knew she was definitely hiding something. I had no doubt, along with her family that they too would turn out to be part witch, but there was something else lingering in the background, as if hiding. What that was, neither myself nor my demon knew. We just had to wait for that part to reveal itself. Then there was that question, where had they come from?
I remembered the witches of old. They had not been around for a few generations. I still had a hatred for them. The dealings I’d had with them in the past had never ended in a good way. The ones I had come across in the past had always been fickle and never to be trusted. They wouldn’t think anything of double crossing you and now I had one in my hands, standing there in front of me, could life get any better? I chuckle to myself. I hated that part of me that wanted, needed to fuck her to taste her till she screamed from the pleasure I would give her. I’d done it to so many in the past. Played with the witches who had thought they had been smarter than me. The ones who had tried to cross me. I had given them so much pleasure, so deep that they had begged me to stop. Begged me as I had ploughed into them, relentless in my fucking before I had ripped them to shreds. Many a time I’d let Aria join in my fun. She had been worse than me if that was even possible. At that time, she had been everything I had held dear. I hated what she had become, lying, and changing. I knew that the outcome wouldn’t end well.
‘’Oh, little witch I except your offer,’’ I purred in her ear, ‘’we’re going to have so much fun’’ I tormented her as I slid my fingers down her arm before placing my hand over her stomach. She needed to know that this wasn’t a fairy tale she wasn’t going to get her happy ever after and I wasn’t anyone’s prince charming, never had been and I was going to love showing her just how bad I was.
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SCARLETT
I heard the words he purrs into my ear. The word ‘witch’, falling from his mouth. They whisper through my mind. His words not completely connecting. Never realising what he’d just whispered into my ear. His touch made my skin burn as if the flames were like a lover’s kiss, whispering down my hot skin. His hand burned through the top I was wearing, as if it was touching my naked flesh. I really need to get out of here before things got any further out of hand. My body was craving for his touch. I had to press my lips tightly together to try to stop the moan that was making its way up from my throat to my lips to stop myself from begging him to touch me. Had he cast a spell on me? That could be the only reason I just stood there willingly, waiting for his touch. His breath was scorching hot on the skin of my neck, fluttering over my flesh. He grabbed on to my waist squeezing hard, making me flinch from the pain. I was sure that there would be bruises there the next day. Taking my top into his hand, he roughly pulls it down like a madman, until my breasts spill free. He palmed each into a hand. Thumbs rolling over my nipples, I could barely process what was happening. Only that they were already hard and peaked before I felt him tightening his grip and pinching them both.