Page 146 of Knight’s Retribution

So blinking rapidly, she nodded.

Scarlet smiled at her, and it was so full of warmth, of affection, that the tears kept flowing. What would she do without this female? Knowing that she was here had been the only thing that had kept Kyler going.

A tear slipped down Scarlet’s cheek as well, and she brushed it away as she grabbed the glass and poured more of the healing liquid into it, filling it right to the top. “Taren will be here soon to kick me out. I’ve done all I can externally. The pain of your injuries will begin to lessen soon, the minor ones, especially, overnight. I want you to sip on this until it’s all gone, okay? It will help your bones. You won’t be fully recovered tomorrow, but—”

The door opened and Taren walked in, a scowl on his face. “Get out, drudge.”

Scarlet kept her head down and, after giving Kyler’s hand a squeeze, quickly slipped out the door.

Taren stared down at her and smirked. “Ouch. That’s gotta hurt.”

Kyler tried to ignore him and focused on the feel of her broken body, numbing, beginning to slowly heal.

He walked over and crouched beside her so his face was level with Kyler’s. “I don’t know why he’s worried about you being willing. I would have just fucked you already.” He brushed his thumb over her cheek. “I would have done unspeakable things to your pretty little body, over and over again, if he’d allowed it.”

An icy chill slid down her spine, and she tried to pull away but cried out in pain from the sudden movement.

“And I will; you know I will. It’s only a matter of time before I get my turn with you. Diemos bores of his toys quickly.” He dragged his fingernail over her lower lip, his terrifying, hollow black eyes following the movement before they lifted to hers. “I think I’ll fuck your mouth first. Would you like that? Then your ass and then your pussy. Demon pussy is nice, but I’ve always been partial to half-breeds like you.”

He pulled on her lip harder, tearing open the newly healing split, then he leaned in and licked the warm blood trailing down her chin and grinned. “Tasty.” He then stood and strode out, shutting the door softly behind him.

* * *

Rocco’s fingers curled into a tight fist as Taren walked out of Diemos’s quarters. The demon waved a small group of demons toward him and strode away. The demons followed.

The fucker was smirking. He’d been alone with Kyler for a while. What had put that smile on his face, what had he done to her? What the fuck had he done to Kyler?

His demon gnashed its teeth, its fury rippling along Rocco’s spine, and Rocco didn’t try to rein the darkness in. No, he let his control slip a little more.

Not long now. Taren will be ours soon.

Tobias nudged him, the heavy iron of their armor clanging together, and tilted his head toward a passageway on the other side of the wide cavern. “His rooms are through there.”

Scarlet had just filled them in. They only had tomorrow to get Ky out, and there was no fucking way he was missing his shot. “What can you tell me? Does he have a nightly ritual? Does he do a patrol, anything?”

“Every night he takes several demons to his room, they fuck, then he kicks them out so he can get his beauty sleep. His door is locked solid after his fuck buddies leave, which means your only chance to get in is during the orgy. I’ve gotten several quick looks inside. The door opens into a small living area, and there are two doors on the back wall, one must be the bedroom, the other I’m guessing a bathroom. But that’s no help to you if he fucks in the living room.”

Rocco growled under his breath. “Let’s fucking hope they’re in the bedroom, then.”

“Follow me.”

He’d take some of Taren’s clothes after he killed him. If he could disguise himself as the arrogant fuck, he should be able to get into Kyler’s room without anyone noticing.

“We follow the plan, we can do this,” T said.

Roc dipped his chin and moved, striding with purpose across the wide space. They were doing this, whatever it took.

Tobias was going to patrol the hall so he could get inside Taren’s rooms fast if Roc had any problems. If Taren and his demons were in the bedroom, the idea was for Rocco to hide until his buddies left, then take Taren out. Scarlet would hover farther down the hall because all of them walking into the fucker’s room might cause suspicion. Subtlety was their best shot.

Rocco entered the hall and walked down to the door T had pointed out. He looked both ways; Scarlet was already there. She held up her hand, wiggling all five fingers. There were five in the room. He checked behind him one more time and eased the door open soundlessly and slipped inside Taren’s chamber.

Moans and grunts, the sounds of flesh smacking flesh instantly hit him. Not in the bedroom, in the fucking living room.

Rocco slid in beside a wide bookshelf. There weren’t books on it, though, more a sex toy display, along with a bunch of leather whips and masks and a bunch of other shit.

The shelf was the only thing keeping him hidden from the pile of rutting demons. There was no going back, he wouldn’t even if he could. But he couldn’t wait until Taren’s friends left, because they’d see him. He had to attack now, and if he had any chance of surviving this—he needed to take out Taren first.

He leaned forward to see where all the players in this scenario were.