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A rabbit knew instinctively to flee from a wolf.
There was something thrilling and cathartic in imagining being helpless. Helpless but pleasured. Helpless but desired.
As he stood there, stained with the blood of a monster — fanged, clawed, a monster in his own right — I thought he was simultaneously the sexiest and most terrifying thing I’d ever seen.
“That would be too easy. I want to see you squirm, I want to see you beg. If you’re going to be damned, you need to go willingly.”
“A woman should never be ashamed of wanting sexual pleasure for herself.”
human lives burn so brightly but so briefly. An explosion, a roaring fire in the night.
“Years of torture and solitude will have you learn that anger is the safest emotion. It’s the strongest. It’s a fire that will keep you going in the dark.”
“Heaven is overrated. Too many rules.”
“You’re Hell’s little whore, aren’t you?”
I’d always chased fear, so I could experience it on my own terms, in exactly the ways I wanted. In fear, I found desire. In fear lived all the ancient sensations that demanded I know I was alive and struggling and feeling.
“Say mercy if you want our play to end. But beg for me to stop and plead for your life if you want to continue.”
“Oh, Rae. You just couldn’t resist finding out what happens when you piss off a demon, could you?”
“You’re a light in the dark, and I’ve been in the dark a very long time.”
Humans weren’t good at forever. We weren’t built for forever.
Perhaps I was simply too inhuman to understand the terror of forever,
Love. What an awful, beautiful, terrifying word.
And don’t call on Christ as if the bastard is going to come anywhere near me.”
— men’s asses were too rarely given the appreciation they deserved.
“I’m into whatever I can use to make you scream.”
He was monstrous, but he was mine.
The darkness was a demon leaning over me with fire in his eyes, whispering, “You’re mine, baby girl.”
