General Sterling

Two

Ada

    He pushed me roughly against the wall. My body is waiting in anticipation. He used his knees to spread my legs apart. His lips pressed against the back of my neck. The cold chill of his breath cooled my searing skin a bit. 

    The General covered my mouth pulling me closer to him before he entered me. I cried out against his hand as he pressed me harder against the wall as he slammed into me from behind. I tried to keep my voice contained as his massive shaft stretched the walks of my core. He growled biting into my neck hard. 

    I pushed back and turned around needing to bite him back. He pushed me up against the wall gripping my thighs as I wrapped them around his waist. I fed on him as he continued to pound into me faster now that he had me at the mercy of his arms. 

It was a long time before we were done. 

    I pulled my boots on letting him just sit back watching me as I got dressed. I tossed my now useless camisole top at him when I saw the condition it was in. He lifted it with a smug look on his face before he tossed it aside. 

    "I can taste her in you,"

    "Can you?" I asked putting my leather holsters on my back. 

    "Do you prefer her to me?" he asked. I groaned rolling my eyes at him. He laughed. "It's just a question. I hear formers are quite the delicacy," 

    "No," I admitted. "Your blood is ten times stronger than hers. You've also got something she'll never have," 

    "That's for damn sure," he said looking down at his limp stick. "There are sixty-two left of the hundred and twenty-five that were registered when you were. They're starting to believe you're the heir of the Bloodhound," 

    "Why are you in this s**t hole?" I asked looking back at him. 

    The man has a godly body covered in the marks of the warrior he is. He's not afraid to flaunt it either. In the years we've been here, he hasn't taken any other offers despite the amount of p***y that's thrown his way. Not sure how I should feel about that, but I do know it wouldn't matter if he moved on. With questions like the one he just asked, I'd prefer it actually. 

    "I like being here," he answered clearing his throat. He tapped his ear telling me there's someone listening. He finally got up and began to put his clothes back on. "The alternative is going out there to see my nine-year-old sister play with my seven-year-old female. I rather watch you f**k s**t up in here with your little former. She's cute," 

    "I'm moving in on the First Lieutenant. I need access to the third floor," I informed him. He smirked shaking his head disapprovingly.

    "It's too soon," he said as if he were displeased.

    "We're not on a timer here, General. I didn't come here to follow your agenda. I'm here because I want to be," 

    "Killing a first lieutenant knocks a year off your training," he sighed. 

    "Killing you sets me free," I reminded him. He growled grabbing the collar of my coat, pulling me to him. A liar like this one is hard to come by. He knows exactly what he's doing. It's a little exciting if I'm being honest. Whoever is listening, he wants gone. 

    "Don't threaten me, sweetheart. You know you can't take me in a fair fight," 

    "You think we've come this far because I fight fair? It's a good thing you're handsome," having the two of us in the same location is the perfect recipe for destruction.

    "I won't kill you, Adaleigh but I'll make sure you'll remember me every time you look in the mirror, beautiful. This little arrangement is over," he scoffed. I laughed. 

    "Good, it's getting a little stale anyway," I shrugged. He growled shoving me back in the direction he wanted me to go in before winking.

    "Kill the first Lieutenant and I'm going to hurt you. Leave you out for the others to play with," he warned. 

    I stood my ground without saying a word. I walked out with him following close behind. The man was standing at the end of the hall talking to one of the other guards. I slid the blade out from inside my left sleeve. The end of it pierced right through the center of his neck spraying the other guard with blood. I took the first Lieutenant's head off his shoulders before the body hit the floor. I turned to see the anger in the general's eyes. It looks so sincere.

    "Don't threaten me with a good time, General. I'm not Mathew. Getting hurt is part of the fun in this s**t hole," I grinned. He nodded looking me over. "You want a b***h, pick one of the little w****s sucking d**k to stay alive," 

    "I did pick one," he fired back. I have to admit it stung.

    "Is that right?" I asked anger fueling the flames in me. He knows how to push me further into the madness of the fire inside of me. "I'll see you around, Armadian. Think about what's going to come out of your mouth next. It's up to you if it's going to be words or a mouth full of blood," 

    His eyes sparked crimson red before he turned to look at one of the guys who was standing nearby. His claws ripped the guy's throat out before the body hit the floor. The General stuck his hands inside the man's mouth and ripped the top of his head off before looking back at me. His lips pulled back exposing his teeth before he snarled. 

    "I don't need a weapon to kill, baby. Remember that," So, this is what he meant when he instructed me to make it messy. I winked setting both dead bodies on fire. He jumped back when his sleeve caught a little flame. He shook the flames off before turning to look back at me. I pulled the heat from the room turning the bodies to ashes in an instant. 

    "I don't have to make a single move kill anything. I do it because it's dramatic and I like it a whole lot better than f*****g," 

    That had spiraled out of control faster than I could have ever imagined. The plan was to threaten him in front of everyone but I couldn't get past the excitement or thrill this ignited in me. Charliegh waved at me when I walked into the dormitory. I grabbed my bag giving her a nod. The guards came in after me handing me the First Lieutenant's blade. 

    "I thought we were doing this s**t tomorrow?" she asked looking around.

    "Go get the Predator. Steer clear of the General. He's pissed," I smiled. She's right we were supposed to do this before nightfall tomorrow. She laughed. 

    "Just a f**k, my ass," she said getting up. She took her katanas sliding them into their holsters strapped to her back. "Try not to fight with daddy again. The divorce will f**k me up a little," 

    "Divorce?" I asked not knowing what the hell that meant. 

    "It's a human thing. The split up," she smirked walking away. I rolled my eyes looking up at the two guards who wouldn't take their eyes off of me.

    "I'm not the one you should be watching. Come tomorrow you're going to be taking orders from me," the two of them looked around before the tallest one motioned me to follow the guard who looks like he really doesn't want to be here right now.

    I did piss him off. It works that way. It keeps us from feeling more than what this is. I need to get out of here to see where Ash and Anna are. I need to get my home back. Crawl out from the s**t hole my family landed in when father died. I also want to make sure Charlie has a real home when she gets out. 

    With all of that being said, I want to be part of our history. I want darkness to know that the heiress to the Dragon throne didn't just walk in the shadow of her father. I want them to know who I am just as our Queen and the women who are taking the place we should have all had from the very beginning. We're not just breeders or something pretty to have waiting for them at the end of the night. Some of us don't need a mate to survive. We take the world just like the males do. It's time for all of them to see that.