Hallows: Den of Serpents

Keep Saying Romantic Sh!t Like That

From Ashes to New- Heartache

Delilah:

It's fifteen minutes passed the agreed meeting time and B.B. is nowhere to be found. Lucien is pacing back and forth as the others try to remain calm. Just Belladonna and Decarious are missing and we haven't gotten a single phone call or text.

"My mind is spiraling," Lucien growls. He kneels down next to the main window. The room temperature rises as he accesses his crows. This is the second time he has done it and still, no sign of either of them. "Call her, Car,"

"I have been, brother," Carson sighs.

"Where the f**k is she?" he growls. We're quiet for a minute and then his phone rings. Lucien scrambles to answer it. "Where the f**k are you?" there's a heavy pause. His angry expression turns into worry. "Where?" another pause. "I'm on my way,"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is going on?"

"Dec was shot on Eastend. They have her," he growls. His eyes are pitch black as he pockets his phone. "We're making a stop at the house,"

"Who is they?" Carson demands.

"Miles and his little band of punk bitches," Lucien pushes the front doors open and walks out.

"Del, get the girls home. Lock up behind you," Carson instructs. Jimenez, Victor, and Ahsan follow after them without saying a word.

"f**k. We might have a race war on our hands," Stacy sighs.

"Remember the last one?" I laugh. "f*****g Chona went crazy,"

"Yeah, she did. What do you think Trey is going to do?" she smirks.

"Trey won't get involved in Miles's bullshit. Not where it concerns Dec and Pastor Addams. Lucien is pissed. No one wants to f**k with Lucien when he's pissed. Let's go home," I shrug.

"We got a spare," Natalie points at the guy texting behind her.

"Right, the best Reaper friend," I say. He looks up at me and smiles a cute crooked little smirk. "Do I know you?"

"Nah," he shakes his head and tucks his phone into the front pocket of his hoodie. "Damien Stockholm," he introduces himself and holds his right hand out for me to take. "That's cool. B.B. isn't big on shaking hands either,"

"It's the feed," I tell him. "Not personal for me. I take from anyone I make contact with. Reaper essence is especially addictive and it feels like doing five lines of coke back to back,"

"Fair enough," he laughs.

"You're not the vampire guy from that stupid movie with the sparkle vampires right?" I ask.

"No, I'm not," he laughs like it's not the first time he's heard that.

"That's too bad," I shrug. "Come on. I hope you don't have anything to do after this. Did you pull up with Vic?"

"Yeah, and no. I don't have anything to do after this. He said something about dinner with demons?" he asks.

"First time?"

"The last time I was here your dad was on the move," he smirks as I lock up the doors.

"Oh, it won't be that bad then. It might get a little sacrilegious though. Pastor Addams will be joining us and his son just got shot,"

"Pastor Addams," he huffs.

"You got beef with him?"

"He killed my dad," he shrugs. I stop and look back at him.

"Oh," is all I can really say. "That's not good,"

"No, it's not," he smirks. "I'm going to love watching him die a slow painful death before I reap him. I hope it f***s his son up pretty badly too,"

He leans against B.B.'s jeep with a smile on his face.

"If you f**k him. B.B. is going to be upset," Stacy whispers in my ear. "I'd do it on her bed,"

"Not a Slytherin my ass," Natalie pulls her along with her. I unlock the Jeep and motion for him to get in.

"I've never been with a reaper before," I say when I start it up.

"I've always had a thing for Vipers," he turns his head to look at me. "I hear you're spoken for. A demon prince no less,"

"Hmm, you ever been with a guy?" I ask. He laughs. "As long as you don't get in his way, he won't care. Demons don't love. They possess,"

"You okay with that?"

"Mhm, you'll be surprised how much better being owned is. You know exactly where you stand with someone. Love complicates s**t. Makes you do dumb s**t. I've got my own dumb s**t to deal with. I don't need someone else's,"

"Christ, you really are related," he laughs. "Cynical and hot as f**k," he stops me from getting out of the car when we arrive. "It would piss her off more if we f****d in her Jeep before she and Carson can,"

"Oh, I'm going to love having you around," I laugh.

He reaches for me burying his huge hand in my hair to pull me to him. His lips are on mine and an electric chill floods my body. We pull away for a moment, just a moment because in the next I'm climbing into the back seat pulling him with me. His hands are unbuttoning my school top the moment he gets over. Once it's open, he pulls back breaking our kiss so he can look my body over. I've never been insecure about my body but these scars were never there before, were they? He smiles looking up at me as he licks his lips and the momentary weakness fades.

"My best friend's sister," he smirks before licking his lips. "This is going to be fun,"

His hand slips under my skirt. He growls in my ear when feels how wet I am. The sound is primal more beast than human. My heart starts to race when he pushes my panties to the side and slips a finger inside of me. I thrust my hips into his hand making him pull back.

"What?" I ask.

"You're a virgin?" he asks.

"N-" I stop because, yeah. I've never been with a man on this side of life. "Umm, I guess. Yeah,"

"You want me to be your first here on earth?" he asks pulling away.

"I ruined the moment didn't I?"

"Not at all. I'm a piece of s**t. If you give me this I will take it. All of it. Anyway, you want it. I just want to know if you're okay with that," he smirks.

"Hell, yeah I'm okay with that," I laugh. He licks his lips again and smiles.

"This is definitely a B.B.'s bed type thing though. Let's go," he covers me and opens the door. We both run up to her bedroom.

"b***h," Stacy laughs before I shut the door closed.

As soon as I turn around he's on me again. My clothes come off quickly before I'm tossed on the bed. I don't get a chance to catch my breath before he's on top of me. I watch him fist himself. His d**k is big. Bigger than I thought it would be. f*****g nerdy asshole. He tastes good. I can taste his recent kill on his lips. Something dark and mouth-watering. Whoever it was, was a violent person.

"More," I demand as he sucks on my neck.

"Hold on. Let me get myself together,"

"No, no that's not what I want, Damien," I pull him closer. "Just make it go away. Make the silence go away,"

He looks me over for a moment and then nods. His huge d**k is at my entrance and I feel a little nervous but the need for pain is greater. I push myself up. The tip slides right in. We both groan as he pushes all the way inside with one hard thrust.

"s**t," he growls.

"You're f*****g huge," I cry out.

He laughs covering my mouth. I can't stop myself from losing it as he pulls out and pushes back in. I dig my freshly manicured nails into his back as he picks up the pace. He pulls back and grips my hips to hold me in place as he f***s me into the mattress.

"I'm really disappointed that this doesn't swing," he says over the slapping of our skin. "f**k, you feel so f*****g good," he's watching himself slip in and out of me. His expression is hot as hell. He pulls a condom out of nowhere and pulls out. I watch as he pumps himself with my blood before he slips it on. When his blue eyes meet mine again they turn black. "You're going to kill the only person I've ever loved,"

"I am," I nod. I cry out when he pushes inside of me roughly. He covers my body with his. I pull his glasses off his face.

"Thank you," he whispers in my ear. He groans as he pumps into me fast and hard. "f**k," he growls. "Make sure it f*****g hurts. I need her to suffer. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes," I cry out.

"Ride me," he demands.

I link my leg with his and push him back to straddle him. I lower myself, impaling myself on his monster c**k. I put my hands flat on his chest and rock my hips as hard as I can. He thrusts up into me just as hard. The golden scales of my snake appear along my right arm and I start to fade into the darkness of the viper. My hands go to his throat. He doesn't stop me as I squeeze if anything it encourages him to thrust harder.

"f**k yeah, I'll make that b***h suffer," I cry out. "Then we can do this again on her f*****g grave. Over and over and over,"

"Don't," he growls wrapping his arm around my waist. He pushed me up and I let go of him. "I'll fall in love with you if you try to kill me again," he coughs gasping for air. "If you keep saying romantic s**t like that. I'll never let you go, Delilah. Never,"