Page 86 of Caressed By Sin
Tito held his shivering hands up in front of his chest and backed up several feet until his back hit a wall. Sweat dripped down his face. “I swear on Lucifer and Lilith that we didn't know—”
“It doesn't matter!” I appeared in front of him before he could say another word, cutting his dick off and stabbing his chest over and over. Soul-Breaker burned into him with ease, like a butcher knife cutting through warmed butter.
Mine!You violated what was only mine.
Black blood sprayed all over me.
His body sagged to the floor.
I stabbed and cut Tito some more, the images of his hands violating her pushed me on. I didn’t stop until there was nothing left, but a hunk of unrecognizable meat in front of me.
Roaring I searched the room for Sy and found him standing over Ferkos's body. Three others joined him holding metal swords.
I threw Soul-Breaker. It spiraled towards him. The sword sailed through the air and plunged into his back. He cried out and collapsed onto the floor.
I rushed to him, grabbed my Soul-Breaker, and whipped toward the others. My enchanted crystal blade clashed against metal, melting their blades to nothing. I severed. I stabbed. I stomped out their heads. I sliced their dead bodies into bits.
When it was all done, black blood covered me.
I flicked my wrist.
Soul-Breaker vanished from my hand.
I lifted my hand. The blood dissolved in sparkles of light. With my magic, I cleansed my body until it was fresh and unsoiled.
Next, I directed my magic to Fatou, and did the same. Any evidence of the Botos’ filth had magically washed away.
Only that pure silky skin remained.
I wish I could wash away the memory from your mind. How much will you remember?
“Please,” Fatou began to shake as if she was a drug addict and needed a quick fix. “Don’t stop.”
She moved her hands between her legs, rubbing her pussy.
Fuck.
The Boto brothers had overloaded her with theirleslin. It was another power they possessed that Ferkos and I didn't have. Somehow they could manipulate a female's body to constantly yearn for sex. It hypnotized her. She wouldn’t eat, drink, or sleep until she had enough orgasms to clear it away.
I wished one of the Boto Brothers were still alive, so I could torture him for what he’d done.
Chapter 14
Leslin
Azar
Fatou moaned, “More.”
“No.” I walked over and placed her shivering body in my arms.
“Yes. Fuck me.” Her body vibrated against me.
“Fatou, can you hear me?”
“More.”
“Try to think through this daze.”
