Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,43
girls in the cages are saying is true.
He walks down the aisle in the middle of the cages, looking in each one. Every girl flinches, scurrying away from him until they rest at the back of the cage. The look in their eyes, the tightness of their bodies, shows he has definitely hurt them before, maybe even violated them.
Leaning casually against the bars, I wait for him to get to me. This little impromptu kidnapping is ruining all my plans. One of the girls on my row, two cages down, makes a noise when he passes and he smacks the bars with his fist, laughing when she flinches. Screw plans. I'm going to have some fun.
He stops in front of my cage, eyeing me with interest. "So you’re the new piece of ass they brought in?" He leers at me, his eyes running down my body. "The new ones are so much fun to break in."
"I’ll admit, I do have a good ass. Why don't you come and find out for yourself? But I'll warn you. I bite." I grin, stepping back from the bars and into the middle of my cage, waiting for him.
His eyes waver for a moment, looking around before he comes to a decision, his need outweighing his survival instincts. "That's what these are for." He unclips a gun and aims it at my stomach as he fiddles with the lock on my cage.
I don't know if I can survive a gunshot, but I guess we’re going to find out. I wait, unmoving, until he unlocks it and swings the door open. He edges in, his eyes pinning me as he steps through and clangs it shut behind him, but I know it's unlocked. I’m betting he’s expecting the gun to stop me, or scare me. Idiot.
"Make it easy on yourself, don't fight me. Or do, I love it when you break. The first time you realize it doesn't matter what you do." He licks his lips, his eyes burning with excitement. Oh, he likes the fight alright, and I’m going to give him one.
"I like it rough, what can I say?" I laugh when I hear a snort and a laugh from one of the other cells. I grin at the man as he narrows his eyes.
"On your knees," he orders.
"Yeah, I'm going to pass. How about you get on yours?" I purr.
"On your fucking knees!" he shouts, his finger tightening on the trigger.
Rolling my eyes, I strut towards him until I can run my finger down his chest. His eyes watch me, waiting for me to make a wrong move. Trailing my touch down his hard crotch, I watch his mouth open as his eyes heat. Idiot. Circling my finger, I run it back up his chest until I can curl my hand around his throat. I squeezed hard suddenly and he yells, his finger slipping on the trigger.
The shot throws me stumbling back and I lose my hold on him. Wide-eyed, I look down at the blood blossoming on my stomach and the hole through my dress.
"This was a new dress you bastard!" I yell as he gulps, his eyes round as he falls back.
"Wh-what are you?" he stutters.
"You fucking shot me!" I shout, and with a growl I fling myself towards him.
He howls and turns, trying to get the cage door open as I land on his back and wrap my body around him.
Yanking his head to the side, I sink my teeth into his neck until I taste blood. He screams and falls back. I release his neck and jump down and spin until I’m in front of him. Blood streams steadily down his neck as he watches me, his face frozen in terror as he backs away from me.
I saunter towards him, licking his blood from my lips with a hum. He swallows hard and I’m on him again in an instant. I knock him back to the floor and pin him there, then I lean down and lap up the trail of blood before looking back at him.
"Now, be a good boy and tell me what you do with the women you take below," I purr, stroking around the bite wound. When he doesn't answer me I press my finger inside it, widening the cut and he screams.
"Tell me," I demand. "I have somewhere to be and I’m getting bored with you."
"They-they aren't human," he whispers, and his eyes dart to the side.