The man Daemon dragged in was terrified and even more so when he took in the scene, all the tension, and with her being the only female present at the moment, on the floor and at the mercy of the God. It had to look somewhat unusual.
Daemon watched her over the shoulder of the man, and she watched curiously, unsure of what was going on until Daemon sucked in his breath and then blew the scent of the man towards her.
Her stomach clenched like a vice and her eyes widened, locking on him with a sudden keen interest.
"If she goes crazy, you're to blame," Dirdos said, and Daemon laughed.
Sobek let her go and she stood, approaching the terrified, fascinated man who stood frozen until her fingers curled in his shirt and she pulled herself closer to him.
Murmuring sweet nothings to him, she saw the way he responded to her, his pupils swelling in a sudden need as her magic slugged him in the libido.
His arms went around her, and she smiled, draping her arms languidly around his shoulders as her lips met his in a tender, almost loving brush.
Reaching for him, she pushed against and forced the binding, searching along the restraint until she found that tear, the imperfection, and she ruthlessly ripped it open.
Suddenly clenching the human to her, she ripped her way into him and threw herself downwards through his being, her body screaming in triumph as she found that little blue orb and ripped it from him, withdrawing into herself. He hit the ground with a thud, her body vibrating with the sudden flood of energy.
She knew they could see the scars on her back fading, the way her body filled out and her limp hair flushed with renewed colour and shine.
Turning black eyes on Sobek, she smiled at him slowly in the promise of violence.
Malik shrank back from her, but he was safe, she would never dream of hurting him.
Her wrists blazed with crimson, burning her, but she didn't care.
"Come here, little Godling," she purred.
Sobek bared his teeth at her, resisting the flood of her magical pull that had all eyes in the room turning on her, their body responding to her in ways she had never considered before that moment.
Hades was laughing, delighted by her success in finding the loophole, and her body screamed for more. She wanted more souls, more blood, and she wanted Sobek.
Turning slowly, she felt their eyes watching every movement she made as she headed for the God, hunger and a vicious sexual aggression filling her.
Her fingers found his bare chest and trailed up over his collarbones, his body fighting against his mind and his need to run.
Murmuring softly, she bowed her head, and her lips found his chest, tracing across to his shoulder and he broke, throwing her back from in an instant before her teeth could find his flesh.
She staggered, catching herself easily back, but didn't fall, and he was furious, glaring at her.
"Never touch me," he snarled.
Her brows lifted as her eyes lowered to his groin. "It's you who wants to touch me, I think."
He flushed bright red, but didn't try to hide his arousal, knowing he couldn't spare the distraction.
"I will find a way to stop you," he growled, but she only smiled.
"You bound me twice already, Sobek."
"And I'll do it again until you can't even think about magic," he snapped.
"Why are you so insistent on trapping me? Does it turn you on?" she said with a wicked grin and then laughed when he blushed again. "I never picked you for bondage."
He was furious, turning to Hades. The God of death met his glance but then they nodded, and they were gone.
Frustrated, she was disappointed by the loss, but then her eyes turned on Daemon who was grinning at her wickedly.
Turning to him, she slunk closer and while he was wary of her, his joy at her finding a way to feed was stronger.
"There's my little monster," he growled happily as he pulled her to him, his head bowing to rest his forehead against hers.
"I'm still hungry," she whined.
He nodded, kissing her hard on the cheek and his head lifted, his arms possessively around her middle.
"Who feels like coming to a feast?" he asked, and she felt their movement.
***
She didn't care, she only wanted to eat, and she clung to him, tempted to simply eat him, but she knew better than to try.
They slipped through reality and she looked around, her eyes going wide as she found the tiny village. Her body writhed in his arms, wanting to be free of him, but he held onto her while the others moved around to encircle the village and ensure that she had no way out if she tried to escape in her bloodlust. Once they were all in position, he let her go and she exploded into the village like a tornado.
There were at least ten of them, perhaps twelve, and by the time she had finished with them, there were none left, all dead and broken in her hunger fuelled rampage.
It had been so long since she had tasted a soul that it was driving her mad, and she revelled in it, the destruction of their bodies as energy coursed through her and she was covered in their blood.
When they were dead, she dragged one of them out from under the stairs where he had tried to hide and growled happily as she bit into him.
The others had started to move closer, but she didn't care all that much so long as they didn't interrupt her and she looked up at a scuff, still eating, but they were far enough away as not to trigger her need to protect her kill.
"Feral little thing, isn't she…" Dirdos said, leaning against the building and watching her while she watched him, chewing slowly on the flesh and swallowing.
"Never said she wasn't a monster," Daemon muttered from somewhere behind her.
Dropping her eyes back to her meal, she dug her fingers up under the sternum and found what she had been digging for. The sucking sound made someone gag as she pulled the large lump of flesh free and sat back on her heels, biting a large chunk out of the heart.
Her eyes slid shut in pleasure at the taste, though it was terribly chewy, she still loved it.
A sound had her looking around and she growled softly as Jagum inched closer.
"Bad idea, Jagum…" Daemon said, but the giant cat ignored him, and she watched as he dropped onto all fours, inching closer to get to the closest human.
She watched every movement he made, and that growl grew slightly louder the closer he got to her human.
Standing slowly, the heart still in her hand, she stared down at him with wide, feral eyes in warning but then he stood, and he was so much bigger than her.
Hissing, his returning hiss was twice as loud, and her eyes narrowed in threat.
He was a bigger, much stronger male trying to get her kill, but she was having none of it.
"Do we put 'died of stupidity' on his obituary?" Uzo asked dryly.
There was a general murmur of agreement as she inched forward and he crouched, his long claws catching the thigh of the dead woman.
"And then he died," Daemon breathed an instant before she lunged for the tiger, slamming into him and throwing him to the ground.
He rolled and flicked himself onto his front, but she was on already moving, spinning and her foot connected with his chest, throwing him back several feet.
Going after him, he landed on his feet and lunged after her, his feline scream making her ears hurt.
Racing for him, she clenched the heart in her teeth and tore into the giant tiger, his claws raking across her face, but then his arm was snapped, and he screamed.
Clawing her way up his body, she wrapped her legs around him and bit down hard on his throat, tearing at the flesh even as the heart hit the ground and he threw her from him.
Flipping onto her stomach, she looked up at him, though one eye was caked shut with blood.
Someone landed on her and someone else hit Jagum, throwing the cat to the ground as he prowled after her, growling with golden eyes blazing.
Daemon had her, and she twisted in his arms, sinking her teeth into his throat, his bellow loud in her ears as she sank her teeth into his neck and latched onto him. His arms clenched around her as she pulled on him, his blood sweet and spicy all at once.
"Get him out of here. The idiot is going to get himself killed," Daemon growled, and the flash of heat told her Dirdos had pulled the tiger away, leaving her with Daemon and the others.
Looking up from over Daemon's shoulder, her eyes found Jaia, and she stared at him while feeding from Daemon, hungry and raging.
Jaia stared back at her, his eyes burning with some emotion she didn't know, or care to try to figure out.
She didn't take her eyes off him though, staring him down as she fed, and then finally Daemon curled his fingers in her hair and pulled her back from his neck and her eyes met his, golden and glowing.
"That's enough," he growled.
She bared her teeth at him, angry and not wanting to listen to him but he lifted his brows, and she immediately knew better than to try to challenge him.
Dropping her eyes, he made a soft sound of approval, and he motioned for the others to come closer, leaving the dead behind as he coaxed her back into Ayathian, bloodied and full.