towards her “And, at the rate you’re going, that time will come sooner than you’d like!”
Serena struggles to muster her strength, sensing a struggle coming up. “Take another step and I’ll be flapping my foot up your scaly ass!”
Maledictus smirked at the threat. “Time to see if you can follow through with your chatter!”
He came down upon her, dropping the full force of his weight against her to overpower any efforts she might’ve been planning. Serena’s left fist hooked around and slammed into his ribs—something snapping and shifting beneath his leathery hide—before she sacrificed her balled fists in an effort to push the impending force off of her. Muffled grunts and whimpers oozed into Maledictus’ shoulder, which he propped against the thrashing blonde’s throat to keep her pinned and still while he hooked one of his talons under one of the straps of her stained tank top. Serena growled against the restraint and lunged, trying to bite at the side of her attacker’s face; her teeth snapping as her fangs left a pair of ruby trails across Maledictus’ cheek. Hissing at her resistance, Maledictus cocked his head towards her and slammed several of the solid-bone horns along the side of his head into her face.
Serena’s attack faltered and her eyes went cloudy as they rolled about in her skull.
“Good little sluts should learn to sit still!” Maledictus growled as he yanked his talon back, cutting the first strap—sagging half of her top over her chest—and reaching across to do the same with the second.
“Then maybe you should stop squirming, bitch!” Serena’s words, though every bit as snarky as he’d come to expect, were muddy with her dizziness.
He raised his opposite hand and pinned her head against the wall, keeping her from biting him as he worked to rid her of her clothes. “Ever the defiant little shit, aren’t you?”
She grumbled something.
Curiosity got the better of him and he paused to look up at her, sneering. “What was that, bitch?”
Serena’s vampire speed caught him off guard then. He hadn’t seen her right arm move at all, yet, in the blink of an eye, her hand was wrapped around the horn just behind his left ear.
“I said,” her eyes came to settle as the defiance returned to her tone, “that your punk-ass hasn’t even seen defiance yet!” She gave a sharp yank, an elongated cracking sounding both outside and inside Maledictus’ head as the horn was snapped from his skull. “But I guess you don’t hear so well without any ears, huh?” Serena mused, spinning the pointed hunk of bone in her palm and pulling it back, “Let’s fix that, SHALL WE?”
Maledictus shrieked in agony as his horn was stabbed into the side of his head, raking against several of his new teeth as it breached the back of his jawline.
“Aw shit! Missed your brain,” Serena offered him a fake pout as she worked to yank her makeshift weapon free. “Let’s try that one more time!”
“LET’S NOT!”
Maledictus pulled the horn from his face and jumped back, kicking down on Serena again and again until the blind fury at her attack subsided to a slow boil. Serena cried, her body quaking under the assault as the burden of her wasted burst of energy—that momentary flood of adrenaline—began to wear off.
“Enough of this dumb brute business!” Maledictus growled, cupping his left hand over the gaping wound on the side of his head. Extending the fingers of his right hand, he willed his old magic to take hold of the she-vamp and, as he watched her body strain against the invisible force, slammed her against the wall; binding her body with the enchantment.
Serena struggled, and, as the realization that she was magically pinned settled in, she narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth.
“Uh uh! No more of your snark, missy!” Maledictus pinched his thumb and middle finger together and Serena’s jaw snapped shut and locked. He smirked, “Why in the fuck didn’t I think of
Serena struggles to muster her strength, sensing a struggle coming up. “Take another step and I’ll be flapping my foot up your scaly ass!”
Maledictus smirked at the threat. “Time to see if you can follow through with your chatter!”
He came down upon her, dropping the full force of his weight against her to overpower any efforts she might’ve been planning. Serena’s left fist hooked around and slammed into his ribs—something snapping and shifting beneath his leathery hide—before she sacrificed her balled fists in an effort to push the impending force off of her. Muffled grunts and whimpers oozed into Maledictus’ shoulder, which he propped against the thrashing blonde’s throat to keep her pinned and still while he hooked one of his talons under one of the straps of her stained tank top. Serena growled against the restraint and lunged, trying to bite at the side of her attacker’s face; her teeth snapping as her fangs left a pair of ruby trails across Maledictus’ cheek. Hissing at her resistance, Maledictus cocked his head towards her and slammed several of the solid-bone horns along the side of his head into her face.
Serena’s attack faltered and her eyes went cloudy as they rolled about in her skull.
“Good little sluts should learn to sit still!” Maledictus growled as he yanked his talon back, cutting the first strap—sagging half of her top over her chest—and reaching across to do the same with the second.
“Then maybe you should stop squirming, bitch!” Serena’s words, though every bit as snarky as he’d come to expect, were muddy with her dizziness.
He raised his opposite hand and pinned her head against the wall, keeping her from biting him as he worked to rid her of her clothes. “Ever the defiant little shit, aren’t you?”
She grumbled something.
Curiosity got the better of him and he paused to look up at her, sneering. “What was that, bitch?”
Serena’s vampire speed caught him off guard then. He hadn’t seen her right arm move at all, yet, in the blink of an eye, her hand was wrapped around the horn just behind his left ear.
“I said,” her eyes came to settle as the defiance returned to her tone, “that your punk-ass hasn’t even seen defiance yet!” She gave a sharp yank, an elongated cracking sounding both outside and inside Maledictus’ head as the horn was snapped from his skull. “But I guess you don’t hear so well without any ears, huh?” Serena mused, spinning the pointed hunk of bone in her palm and pulling it back, “Let’s fix that, SHALL WE?”
Maledictus shrieked in agony as his horn was stabbed into the side of his head, raking against several of his new teeth as it breached the back of his jawline.
“Aw shit! Missed your brain,” Serena offered him a fake pout as she worked to yank her makeshift weapon free. “Let’s try that one more time!”
“LET’S NOT!”
Maledictus pulled the horn from his face and jumped back, kicking down on Serena again and again until the blind fury at her attack subsided to a slow boil. Serena cried, her body quaking under the assault as the burden of her wasted burst of energy—that momentary flood of adrenaline—began to wear off.
“Enough of this dumb brute business!” Maledictus growled, cupping his left hand over the gaping wound on the side of his head. Extending the fingers of his right hand, he willed his old magic to take hold of the she-vamp and, as he watched her body strain against the invisible force, slammed her against the wall; binding her body with the enchantment.
Serena struggled, and, as the realization that she was magically pinned settled in, she narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth.
“Uh uh! No more of your snark, missy!” Maledictus pinched his thumb and middle finger together and Serena’s jaw snapped shut and locked. He smirked, “Why in the fuck didn’t I think of
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