Chapter Eighteen

Atlas

O ur little firecracker looks perfect with my cum oozing down her legs. With my poison on her tongue. The fresh sigil on the back of my neck tingles. I rub my thumb over it and feel its power. I can be anywhere and everywhere now. All I have to do is close my eyes and allow the ravens to show me what I want to see. It's how we found Maureen today.

"Time for our pretty doll to play dress up," I sputter as Riot pulls her off my lap.

Her cheeks are flushed with a shade of pink so deep it matches her pebbled nipples. She's breathless and weak from the poison and my cum. There's no fight in her now as she allows Riot to slip one of the dresses over her head.

Valentin tightens the laces of her corset, pushing her breasts up till they are almost exposed again. The slinky black dress has a slit down each side, showing off our pretty little girl's thick thighs. He wraps his hand around her throat and shoves her toward the mirror. "This is the one. Look how fucking naughty you look."

Riot slips his hand inside one of the slits, eliciting a tiny squeak from her lipstick-smeared mouth. "They're all gonna want you, Firecracker. But you belong to us, and we'll murder anyone who touches you. Remember that the next time you try to tempt one of the local townies. Their blood will be on your hands."

"What have you done to me?" Her voice quivers with fear but there's an ache to it that is so satisfying. She has carnal cravings that only we can fulfill.

I stand behind her in the mirror. "We marked you… and now we've claimed you."

"A fair trade for the fate your family has bestowed upon mine," Riot snarls.

Maureen's eyes brim with tears as she whips around to face him. "All you care about is revenge and power. You disgust me. I hope you never get what you want."

Fuck. Now she's done it.

Riot's nostrils flare as he charges her, pushing her back against the mirror. The glass cracks on impact. "And I hope you never have a moment of peace again. In fact, I'll make sure you don't. Your body and mind will be so fucking broken when we're done with you…"

"Not if I break you first," she bites back.

I can't help but grin. Her fire feeds my fucking soul. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her away from Riot before he actually kills her. "Come on, pretty girl. Let's get you cleaned up before my cousin throws one of her temper tantrums."

Libra and Villette have been pacing outside the dressing room door for the last thirty minutes. They both know better than to barge in, but I'm trying to make somewhat of amends with Libra for allowing her to get spanked in front of the entire Nocturnus House.

" No ," Riot sneers. "Send them away. Maureen comes back with us tonight. We're going to teach her a little lesson."

Fuck. He's beyond furious that she insulted him. But he's also frustrated that she can get under his skin the way she does. I think it's hilarious but also disturbing. Maureen and Riot will destroy each other if they aren't careful.

I nod. "Fine. I'll go deal with my cousin and the Crane girl."

Valentin snickers. "I'll call a meeting at Nocturnus. Elder members only."

Riot bares his teeth at her, his grin twisting into something sick and depraved. "You want to know what I am? What we are? Tonight, you're going to find out."

Maureen backs away from him. "No. Let me go. I don't want to know anymore. Please, just let me leave with my friends."

"Too late for begging, Firecracker. You've pushed me too far this time," Riot snaps.

Libra is easy to send away but the other one, Villette, gets in my face in a way that rubs me the wrong way. She's lucky we don't want any beef with her family, otherwise I'd shove a bottle of poison down her throat and drop her body in the fucking river.

After Riot pays for the dress and gets Maureen back in her regular clothes, we have to drag her to the car kicking and screaming. Which fuck, I'd be a liar if I said that didn't make my cock hard again.

The drive back is eerily quiet. Maureen sits as far away from Riot as she can get in the back seat of Valentin's car. The ravens fly alongside us, squawking the entire way. They know they are getting fed soon. We all are. And our little firecracker is going to be the meal.