Page 35 of Fall of Hellfire (Hellfire Society #3)
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ALI
N othing screams bad ass bitch more than wearing a hot pink bunny mask while skipping through the forest in the middle of the night singing out, “Here kitty kitty kitty.” And yes, I am that bad ass bitch.
“Can you not skip with a knife in your hand!” Arsen calls out a few feet behind me. I feel a little bad he doesn’t get to hunt like the rest of us, but he did get to kill his father himself. Though his father did get a lucky shot off before he expired, almost killing Arsen in the process.
“It’s fine,” I call back, right as I stumble over a root but catching myself at the last moment.
“Oops.” I giggle feeling like a schoolgirl flirting with her crush, as I peek over my shoulder to see if Arsen saw that.
He did, and he doesn't look happy about it, but honestly, I don’t think anything right now could ruin my happy mood.
The guys just made the most romantic gesture ever by basically letting me hunt down my tormentor.
If that doesn’t scream, ’We love you’, I don’t know what does.
Should I be worried that I’ve only known these guys for a few weeks and they are already making grand gestures of love, with a little murder?
Probably, but I already knew I had a few screws loose, so why not just go with the flow.
If the flow just so happens to take me along with the guys, so be it.
Ignoring Arsen’s annoyed look at my almost tripping attempt, I continue on with my skipping journey.
I keep my eyes and ears open with each step, knowing Ethan could be anywhere.
Not that I think he will get too far. The guys and I roughed him up pretty good while he was in the basement, and the last I saw, I think the carving on his chest was a bit infected if the angry red and pus draining was anything to go by.
I'm a bit surprised he was able to take off in a run, but I suppose fear can do that to you.
I take a few more skips before stopping at a rustling sound coming from my right.
I turn in that direction, focusing my eyes into the darkness, but don't see much but trees.
Glancing over my shoulder, I see Arsen doing the same.
So, he heard it too. "Do you think he could have made it this far?
" I ask, squinting my eyes now as if that will help me see at night.
"I'm surprised he even made it this far.
I doubt he could have made it much further, so let's check it out.
" He nods to the right where the noise came from and begins to head in that direction.
I skip ahead of him, my blade pointing down this time.
I'm about to open my mouth and ask if he thinks the others have already made their kills when I'm shoved to the side.
My body goes flying into a tree, the bark digging into my skin as Ethan himself pins me down.
He shakes me a few times, as if trying to slam my head against the tree, but it just makes me feel like a ragdoll.
Ethan doesn't have enough strength to actually do any damage like he is trying to inflict, it's almost laughable how painless this is.
After a few seconds, my annoyance flares, so I yank my knee up and slam it straight into his balls.
His entire body tenses up, all statue like, before I shove him back and he stumbles to the ground with a pained groan. His hands moving to cover his crouch.
I point my blade down at the douche. "Found him," I say, glaring over at Arsen who is leaning against a tree with his arms crossed. He just shrugs at me, like he wasn't just watching me get attacked.
"I would have stepped in, but this is your hunt. I figure you would be more mad if I did step in." I narrow my eyes at him, but he's right, so I switch to just rolling my eyes instead.
Ethan is still on the ground looking like death warmed over.
He's covered in blood, dirt, grime, and who knows what else at this point.
He looks nothing like the Ethan I knew. No, he looks defeated, broken almost, and it makes me so happy.
He is still wearing the clothes we took him in: tan dress slacks and a pair of black dress shoes.
Both have seen better days. His shirt, on the other hand, is nothing more than torn fabric hanging off his arms. The pretty new addition to his chest stands out the most, even covered in dirt and leaves.
SICK FUCK. The longer I stare at it, the more I smile at my handiwork, plus I can tell it's definitely inflected at this point.
It looks disgusting in the most beautiful way.
"Now what should we do with him?" I ask, tilting my head to the side like that might give me inspiration.
"Now you kill him," Arsen states very unhelpfully.
"I know that, but how? It's almost like kicking a puppy.
Well, puppies are cuter, but I thought he would put up more of a fight.
This..." I wave up and down at Ethan, still on the ground groaning pitifully.
"This is just pathetic, you know." Arsen lets out a humming sound before coming to stand next to me.
"Then why don't you finish him off quickly so we can get back to the SUV and celebrate?" His words are a whispered tease against my earlobe as he nips at the flesh. A shiver of pleasure rushes through my body and zaps my core, making my panties wet.
Fuck. He's right. Who cares if it's an easy kill. The whole point is to kill our targets any way we see fit, and I already enjoyed carving up his flesh like he did mine.
The perfect kill suddenly comes to me. "I got it," I announce before trying to Arsen and smiling wide, which in turn makes him cock a brow in question.
"I need you to strip him," I tell him, keeping my smile bright and oh so sweet. Arsen’s eyes narrow, but he doesn't say anything else as he leans down and yanks off Ethan's already torn shirt.
"And the pants," I add, making Arsen grunt in acknowledgment.
I wait patiently, rocking back and forth on my heels as Arsen yanks Ethan's pants down.
Ethan, to his credit, attempts to fight back, but he is already so close to death's door he doesn't get far.
Within minutes he is completely naked, and I'm almost regretting my decision because I could have gone a lifetime without seeing this asshole naked.
"Now what?" Arsen asks, looking more annoyed than he did moments ago.
Is he mad I wanted Ethan naked for the next part?
Well, he won't be for too long. Ignoring his question, I jump into action.
Moving forward, I straddle Ethan's thighs.
Without much strength left, he barely lifts his head to glare at me, but I see his cock twitch.
Gag. "Little Flame, what are you doing?" I continue to ignore him.
I keep my focus on Ethan as I speak. "Do you remember what we had planned for me?
How I would be tied to your bed for days, weeks, or even months?
However long you saw fit to fuck me. What was the word you used?
" I tap the blade against my lips but from the corner of my eye I see his cock getting hard at my words.
"That’s right. You were gonna tame me. Make me your good little sex toy.
" I add a bit of a purr to my words as I bat my lashes down at Ethan.
Even this close to death, his eyes glaze over with a mix of pain and lust. Behind me, I can practically feel Arsen grinding his teeth at my words.
When I think Ethan's cock is hard enough, I grab it in a firm grip.
I have to force back the vomit that wants to expel from my stomach as I smile down at him.
"Too bad you were never going to tame me.
I am not tamable, nor will I ever be yours.
" Then I swipe my blade just beneath my fist. A smooth, clean cut, and then I have a severed dick in my hand. Blood sprays the entire length of my body, but that doesn't bother me much. I do gag at the limp dick in hand before tossing it away like a game of hot potato. It takes a second for Ethan to register what I just did, as Arsen makes his only gagging noise behind me, but then the screaming comes, and it’s music to my ears. Standing, I move next to Arsen and watch as Ethan slowly bleeds out; the life draining from him is something akin to peaceful. Like I’ve rid the world of one more monster.
Arsen wraps an arm around my shoulder as I lean my head against his chest as we watch the last of Ethan's breath leave him.
"Well, that was... I'm proud of you, baby.
" I let out a giggle at his words. Of course, no guy wants to see a woman castrate another man, even if that man deserved it.
Something about your brain sees it happening to you and phantom pain, but my men are safe from that type of punishment as long as their cocks belong to me and only me.
"Let's head back. If we hurry, I bet you can beat the others.
" I perk up at that, remembering the bet we made right before we started.
I don't even know how long we've been out here, but it couldn't have been that long.
With one last look at my past, I say a silent goodbye before turning and heading towards a better future.
T he walk back takes no time at all and we made it back before the others, which means I win.
Arsen tosses me a water bottle that I quickly chug before we open the back of the SUV and take a seat while we wait.
It's not long before Cash is returning, looking as sexy as ever.
I'm about to tell him just that when Riot comes running through the clearing, whooping like a madman before coming to an abrupt halt at seeing everyone making back before him.
The instant pout his lips do is probably the cutest thing I've ever seen.