Nocturnal (Freaks of Nature Duet)

by Clio Evans

My colleagues respected me, even if they could never handle me in any other capacity. I did not restrain my intellect. I did not try to make them comfortable. I refused to shrink myself simply because that’s what was expected.

I was harsh, unyielding, cynical, and perhaps even manipulative because that is what they had made me. Appearances were everything. Having impenetrable armour was necessary.

There was a silent lull as a man stepped in, tall and lean and out of place, almost out of time. He had near shoulder length dark hair, brooding brows, and a dark moustache and trimmed beard. He wore all black like the reaper himself, his steel grey eyes sweeping across the room.

I couldn’t take my gaze from him as he went to the back of the pub. I wasn’t the only one, either. When he moved, others watched. It was as if a wolf had walked into a pen of lambs.

“Did your friend not tell you about the real St. Thorn, Professor Woulfe? Everyone knows this place has its secrets, and those secrets kill. What happens at St. Thorn stays at St. Thorn. Such as the professors’ death. The constable investigating will search for a culprit, yes, but eventually it’ll just become another Thorns tragedy.”

“Whatever lurks in the shadows, it does not deserve your light. Remember that.”

There was something alluring about her. The way she moved. The way she smelled. I wanted to taste her blood. I wanted to feel her beneath me.

“You could have a cock and I would still be this charming. Get out, Professor Woulfe, and do not come back. Ever. You are not welcome here. This place is full of poison, of which I am the most deadly.”

The tips of his claws pressed firmer. The needle-like pain was followed by a rush of pleasure, and I sucked in a sharp breath of confusion and surprise. Still, he was careful not to draw blood. Dark green vines continued to wrap up my body until my lips parted in shock. A tendril of a vine pressed against the apex of my thighs, stroking me.

“You have no idea what I’m capable of.” “And you have no idea what I’m capable of. But I do. And I know that if you take one more step towards me, I will put you on your knees.” The corner of his mouth tugged. “Is that what you want to do to me? Put me on my knees?”

I allowed the fantasy to consume me. I thrust into my hand as I imagined tying her down to one of my torture tables and carving my name on her breasts. Licking the blood up as I thrust into her over and over, fucking her as she begged me to stop. Begged me not to come inside her, even though she wanted it.

The thought of vines wrapping around her and fucking every hole came unbidden, but I couldn’t stop the way it made every nerve ending light up with intense pleasure. A monster fucking her, breeding her, using her.

Obsession was digging its roots into me now. Did she realise what she was doing by telling me this? She was confessing a secret to me that would bind us together in ways that neither one of us would ever be able to escape.

“If you call her by her first name one more time, I’m going to cut off one of your fingers,” Alec said calmly.

Sunlight haloed her and I felt like I was touching an angel with my bloodied, filthy hands. I liked that thought. I liked the idea of corrupting her. Ruining her.

“I’m your shadow,” he answered. “Your protector. The fates have drawn us together and I can’t stay away, even if it damns you. And I will damn you. We will damn you.”

“Do whatever you want to me,” I whispered. “Whatever you desire.” He let out a breath, his eyes shutting for a moment. “You’re so foolish to say that to a monster.”

“Oh how you’ve gifted your soul to me so eagerly.”

I was begging a monster to keep fucking me. I needed him inside of me. My pussy throbbed with need, every instinct screaming for more.

“I’ll leave marks for him to find and be jealous of.” I groaned. I knew exactly who he meant. And the thought of Alec finding them… The monster chuckled. “Does it turn you on? The thought of him seeing them? Knowing that you were devoured by the very beast he wished to end?” I nodded helplessly. “I’m going to fill you and mark you as mine so he knows.”

“The problem is, you’re already a poison to me, Nora. Deadlier than nightshade. The most addicting drop of poppy on the very tip of my tongue.”

Tell me to stop.” I couldn’t. That was the ultimate problem, wasn’t it? That while I might have been a poison to him, he was an experiment to me. I wanted to know what he would do. My curiosity wouldn’t allow me to tell him to stop, even to my own detriment.

“You can scream here,” I whispered.

“This room was made for screaming. It was made for pain. But I won’t hurt you. Not unless you ask me too.”

“You will beg me to fuck you,” I said.

She belonged to me. That was the cold hard truth neither one of us could escape. And as much as I despised it, I belonged to her too. Her name was a brand on my soul, carved into my stone heart. She owned it to whatever fucked up end.

“Ask me to fuck you,” I gritted out. I was losing patience. But I wanted to hear her. I needed to fucking hear her. “Not him. You don’t belong to him, you belong to me. Ask me to breed you. Ask me to mark you.”

“Ask me to stop and I will stop.” “I hate you,” she rasped. “I hate you too.”

“Look me in the eyes when you beg me to fuck you.”

I didn’t want this to end. I wanted to keep her as my pet, trapped down here forever. I wanted to fuck her every day.

“Not inside,” she rasped. “Don’t come inside me.” “It’s too late for that.” She shoved against me, but I wasn’t going anywhere. “You asked me to breed you,” I reminded. “You begged me to.” “But what if⁠—” “I don’t care. As if you can ever get rid of me now.”

For these blissful moments, we were an alchemical potion. Blood and semen and power all mixing together into a concoction that would bind us forever. She was elemental. A fucking poison, a venom, a drug. Her name was a hot sigil burned on my tongue.

“I’m not leaving you,” he said. “I’m rough, possessive, obsessive. But I… Can I not take care of you?”

“I will never leave you,” he whispered. “What if I want you to leave?” He gave me a grim smile. “Then kill me. Now, come get in the bath.”

“I’m going to breed you and mate you and then burn down this entire university for you.

“If you ever rip up my clothing again, I will kill all of your plants.” Then, she grabbed her journal and pen and left like nothing happened.

The Dean will fire me if he thinks we’re together.” “If he fires you, I’ll kill him.”

“Killing is not the solution for everything, Alec.” “No, but it is the most effective.”

“Does challenging me this way arouse you, belladonna? You act like you want to dominate me, but we both know you’d get on your knees right now and suck my cock if I made you.

I did not know I could love until I watched you smile after murdering those men. You are an angel of death, the most toxic drop of poison. You are mine.”

Alec Briar had the eyes of a killer. He had the heart of a monster. I knew he’d never let me go. I never wanted him to.