Chapter 3

ChapterThree

Ophelia

Bones - Imagine Dragons

“Would you stop that!” I berated as I watched this dude dance like a loon to the song that was playing through the speakers of my Jaguar. Turned out, that his method of killing, was to annoy somebody to fucking death. “If you think that I control you, why the hell didn’t you stay behind like I told you to?” I questioned, my entire body stiff and riddled with tension as I death gripped the steering wheel.

“Because I’m attached to you, Soul Raiser. For whatever warped, catastrophic reason your little curious mind summoned me here, I think I’m here to stay. Can’t say I’m too sorry about that fact. It’s been a while since I could fist my dick.” He teased as he moved his hand over the appendage that seemed to tent those black jeans of his.

“Don’t you dare!” I burst out, cheeks scarlet as I side-eyed him.

He frowned, pouting like the devil who promised to deliver a world of sensual pain before slapping his pet on the ass with the incentive for bad behavior.

With a huff, he threw himself back into the seat, “Where’s the fun in that?”

“I can’t handle this. A demon. I asked for a sexy as fuck demon.” I mumbled without sense, eyes trained on the murky road ahead but also on the odd and terrifying thing that sat beside me. Because no matter what, I knew he was not human. Not anymore. Not after I saw the skeleton that held structure to the skin.

I couldn’t say that I wasn’t curious, or that I never held a deep-rooted intrigue as to how the fuck all of this could have become possible.

Or that I wasn’t attracted to this monstrous man.

But I could deny it until I was called on it, that’s for sure.

How could anybody ever prove any different?

When lost inside a sea of insanity, ride the waves like a pro wearing a clown nose I’d guessed.

“Demon is subjective, pretty love. I’m sure many of my victims will tell you they definitely saw hell before I killed them.”

The world around me stopped. “You really did that?” I asked lowly. “Kill people I mean?”

“Sure did, sugar. It was a riot. Now, are you going to tell me why you were playing with dark magic trying to summon a demon?”

I toyed with the idea of answering him. But if he had a taste for killing people, I sure as fuck never wanted to be on the receiving end of that wrath.

Fuck. That.

“I’m an author. I was doing research for a book I’m writing,” I uttered into the darkness of the car as I took a right turn down an uneven road.

“Big shot aye?” He chuckled darkly and I wanted to throat punch him so badly I death gripped the steering wheel until the leather squealed under my fist.

“Someday, asshole.” I bit down on my tongue and drew blood the moment the insult slipped free. My eyes turned as wide as the ocean and swung to his as he deadpanned me stoically.

Shit. I’m going to die.

He was going to kill me dead.

Right here inside my pretty Jag.

Then he broke out laughing and my unease grew by the mile. “Asshole, huh? You got a sweet tongue there, Soul Raiser. I can’t wait to taste it again,” he mused as my heart sank and fell out of my damn ass into the seat that was moist from the sweat of my unease.

“Never. Going. To. Happen,” I state as I fought for a smooth breath that never came. Suddenly, the road disappeared before me and I was left to stare up at the ceiling. My chair reclined and dropped out from under me as I plastered my back to it. A beat later, he was there, on top of me with my seat pushed back, my foot slammed onto the brake, and his knee firmly between my thighs with a hand collared around my throat.

“Never say never, babe. It’s such a horrid word. You’re mine now. My infatuation, my darkest desire, and my sweet little toy. Be a good girl, and I might just let you live instead of carving up this sinful little body of yours. It would be such a damn shame. You got that? Do as you’re told and this will be a fun night, deny me and it will only be fun for one of us.”

I tried to swallow.

I tried to talk.

I tried to think my way out of this, but it was as if my body craved a bloody and brutal death because I did none of the above. Instead, I lifted my own knee and dug it into his dick and smirked when he groaned, jaw tightened as his cheek twitched, then his tanned face turned a worrying shade of red. Something hot leaked from my core as my body shuddered at the power I felt at that moment. He tightened his hold and something raw and fucking savage had my smirk growing and tempting him to use more pressure. I kneed him again, rejoicing in the husked grunted groan that left him while he pumped his hips and pushed back against me for a harder and firmer feel as he rocked into the pain instead of shying away from it.

I arched my back and refused to tear my eyes away as they locked with his in a challenge. A challenge of who liked it to hurt more. I never claimed to be innocent, and if I was going to be stuck within the walls of my mind for a while, why not enjoy it while I could? I decided there and then that I’d give myself to the delicious and devious lure of tonight. If I woke up tomorrow and it had all been a dream it sure as fuck would have been an inspiring one. If this is real…?

Well I could lie to myself for a while longer could I not?

He sniffed me, leaning down a little lower, a little closer. The air was intimate in a sinister kind of way. “Hmm, there is something wicked in you, pretty girl. I can smell it.”

I hiked a brow, a smile pulling at my lips. I felt a little evil, tired of forever playing nice. Tonight was a special kind of night though, one where monsters were unbound, uncaged, and free to roam this tainted earth in all their glory.

Tonight, I wanted to be one of those monsters, fucked up and freed from the sheep’s clothing of a bitch as I walked into Halloween as a sexy version of Michael Myers.

“You want to play, baby girl? Let’s fucking play.”

“And how, oh dark one, do you want to play?” I whispered, my lips a teased against his.

“The only way you can play, love. With a whole lot of blood and a hell of a lot of screams.”