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“Forever mine, wild vixen, her hair as bright as fire. Forever mine, her sinful figure, forever my desire. Forever mine, her wicked mouth, bold and bravely brash. Forever mine, forevermore, through dust and darkest ash.”
“All I remember is that you belong to me, witch.”
Ada’s eyes grew wide, my monstrous face grinning back at me through their reflection. “Who did this to you? Who touched what’s mine?”
“Tell me who hurt you, little one. I’ll spill their blood and send their soul to Satan in your honor. I’ll rip out his heart and give it to you, my heart’s flame.”
“Look how my witch’s hunger grows. The question is, what does she crave more? Vengeance or my cock?”
“Don’t feel remorse. They don’t deserve it. Only worthless men put their hands on a woman without her permission. So you don’t owe them pity.”
Hellfire and heretics. She was so damn beautiful.
They’d always said I worshipped the devil. But no. It was her I worshipped.
I couldn’t put words to how damn good she tasted. Like Heaven. Like Hell. Like eternal damnation and salvation at the same time.
“Now I make you pay for all those years you made me wait. All those All Hallows’ Eves, where you never came for me. So crawl away as fast as you can through my pumpkin patch, little field mouse. I’ll still catch you.” My hand dropped to clutch my rock-hard bulge, straining against my breeches. “And when I do, I’m going to break you open and claim your soul…and whatever else spills out.”
“Look at you. All bound up. So wet and needy, ready for your monster to crawl from Hell’s flames and fuck you. Is that what you want, Ada? For me to take you?”
“So come with me, Adaline Moore. Come with me to Hell. Not to die. But so we can finally live.”
