04-28-2014, 08:46 AM
Damien made his way towards Spectra's hanging form at a sedate pace. He watched her face, which remained impressively defiant and showed not a glimmer of fear.
It may well have been she truly held no fear in her deadened heart. If so, he did not know if he felt pity or contempt.
In another world, he would have ground the broken remnants of the woman's malice into dust, but he was not dealing with convicted criminals.
She was a curious puzzle; one he intended to solve now more than ever.
Spectra managed to find her voice sooner than he would have expected when he had first beheld her. Now it was but another oddity to discern. "You're right,”
she said. "That was a mistake.”
Damien was wary, but the admission served to placate his residual anger.
When she then threw her head back in raucous laughter Damien pulled up short and eyed her with idle curiosity. Yet again he was taken by surprise as she met his eyes with a smouldering gaze and curled her finger. “Come here.”
Something roped itself around his waist and forcibly pulled him towards Spectra. Her wanton passion was almost palpable in the air as she kissed him. Damien responded in kind, allowing a moment of pleasure to take him before pulling back, her breath warm against his cheek.
Looking into her eyes filled him with something he had not felt in a long time. Genuine concern.
She would have torn any other man to pieces. What had created this...predator? Had she been broken or reforged? And that power...
“You are a most curious woman, Spectra Lin,”
he said with a smile that did not touch his eyes. His voice now smooth as silk. “Perhaps we should go somewhere more...comfortable. I am still unused to the chill here.”
It may well have been she truly held no fear in her deadened heart. If so, he did not know if he felt pity or contempt.
In another world, he would have ground the broken remnants of the woman's malice into dust, but he was not dealing with convicted criminals.
She was a curious puzzle; one he intended to solve now more than ever.
Spectra managed to find her voice sooner than he would have expected when he had first beheld her. Now it was but another oddity to discern. "You're right,”
she said. "That was a mistake.”
Damien was wary, but the admission served to placate his residual anger.
When she then threw her head back in raucous laughter Damien pulled up short and eyed her with idle curiosity. Yet again he was taken by surprise as she met his eyes with a smouldering gaze and curled her finger. “Come here.”
Something roped itself around his waist and forcibly pulled him towards Spectra. Her wanton passion was almost palpable in the air as she kissed him. Damien responded in kind, allowing a moment of pleasure to take him before pulling back, her breath warm against his cheek.
Looking into her eyes filled him with something he had not felt in a long time. Genuine concern.
She would have torn any other man to pieces. What had created this...predator? Had she been broken or reforged? And that power...
“You are a most curious woman, Spectra Lin,”
he said with a smile that did not touch his eyes. His voice now smooth as silk. “Perhaps we should go somewhere more...comfortable. I am still unused to the chill here.”