Sit sitting on her, he lifted the fabric a slid the wickedly sharp blade under her blouse, the cold of the steel touched her skin; she shivered at the...touch and pleaded for her life. As if from a long way away, she heard Bill offering money, anything they had, if they would leave now. He was ignored. Anne was frightened stiff, her mouth clamped shut.Slowly, the blade slid up her torso, from her stomach. The blouse parted easily, the cloth separated like butter at the touch of a hot knife.. Al went down again.The one who’d hit his friend took another swing at me. I was able to stagger back as it whistled by my head. I used the bat like a baton, hit him on the side of the knee, and then came up across the bridge of the nose before he could recover from his swing. Blood went flying and he dropped at my feet.I turned in time to see Al climb back up to his feet. Would this idiot just stay down?“Stop, just stop,” I said as I gave ground as he advanced.“Fuck you! You were supposed to. ” He held his hand palm up out to one of his servants, a slip of a maiden who was nearly as attractive as Cassandra herself, and yet he had no interest in her whatsoever. She laid a necklace into his palm, pure gold, a finely made chain with a small winged creature as the pendant. Its eyes were fashioned of blood rubies, the gold dulled with a dark coloring. She recognized the image at once, for it was a part of the crest of Lord Drakell’s family. A bat seemed so fitting for the ancient vampire. It was too much and I just had to have more. He was pounding into me like a metronome, driving, driving, driving, and I was responding, clinging to him, pleading without words, begging him not to stop. Stop? Fat chance of that happening. He was enjoying himself too much, even I could tell that for all my inexperience. He had settled down to taking his pleasure and seemed just as eager that I got my full measure of it as well. I was being most thoroughly fucked and I was enjoying every second of.