Destrõy Me - Episode 37 & 38

 

 

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Destrõy Me - Episode 37 & 38

 (Her•Heartless•Monster)

 By Naomi Cindy B.

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Ow... f+ck.

All the illegal-looking packs on Slade's chest and the stretching muscles on his back contracted sexily.

Twilight couldn't look away even if she wanted to. She just can't. 

The erotic view suddenly turned to the most interesting thing she has ever witnessed.

The rate at which her br+àsts are standing on her chest right now could hurt, and her n+pples are like stones. The sweat on her face kept streaming too.

The wetness between her legs only got worse, so she began rubbing her thighs together, her stomach doing the flips, and her head empty.

There's nothing in that skull right now except the image of him. Everything about the man she encountered in the garden evaporated, and she became weak in every sense.

Slade's veins popped out, and the bigger his d+ck grew, the harder he pumped, deep grunts escaping his lips.

It's like Twilight's eyes is everything he needed to bring himself to the edge cos it didn't take long till he climaxed, c+mming hotly on ground.

As Twilight watched the liquid wet the marbled ground, her mouth watered, and she gulped, her nerves setting themselves on fire.

She rubbed her thighs harder, and that was when she felt the wetness on her thighs too.

It's already streaming down.

That brought her back to her senses, and she left the room with a gasp.

Slade cleaned up, flushing the mess on the floor away before dressing back up,.

He was feeling much better when he left the room, and surprisingly, he met Twilight still waiting there, standing in front of Onyx.

The cat was looking at her, eyeball-to-eyeball, so she carried it in her arms, stroking it's fur as it faced him.

Surprisingly, Onyx relaxed in her arms, and Slade scoffed.

Normally, the cat hates seeing other people, and that's why he never takes it out of the attic.

Even when he was at the orphanage, it hides whenever people came around him, but now it's suddenly feeling comfortable around Twilight?

He squeezed his brows, still watching it, but then he shifted his eyes to Twilight whose cheeks are cutely red.

"Your...cat is well-mannered, good thing he didn't take after the owner" she finally spoke, unable to hide the awkwardness in her voice.

She had decided to act like she didn't see anything and just ask the questions she came to ask then leave.

"Why did you come here?" He asked, moving closer to her.

She didn't step away, just looking up at him with slamming chest.

"Why didn't you tell everyone you're not the midnight killer? Why are you enjoying their hate?" She asked, and she saw his eyes snap.

"How did you know?" He asked.

"I met a man in suit not long ago at the garden, and he...

"A man in suit?" He cut her off sharply.

"Yeah. He's wearing the ring too, and he called me a moonslave and...

Before she could land, he already got to her, grabbing her by the arms and checking her out...

"Killa what the...

"He didn't try a thing, did he?" He asked glaringly.

"Why are you suddenly...

"I just asked a question! Did he f+çking touch you?" He glared again, holding eyes with her.

She shook her head.

"No. He only said we'll meet again, then he left with the wind" she replied, and he immediately released her, but she dropped the cat and held his shirt.

"Who's he? Why is he using your face to kill people and why are you not denying it?" She asked.

"You already know I love hate. It's entertaining" he replied.

"Why are you like this Killa? Will you continue letting him? Huh?" She left his shirt to hold his arms.

"All these while, I hated you for killing Tanya, Tamlin hates you for killing Isobel, and the board of sponsors hates you for the death of several other students, but it wasn't you?" She said.

"Are you done? Let go of my arms cos if I take them myself you'll get hurt" he said, and she shook her head.

"No, Killa, no. Tell me who the man I saw is. I'm sure you know him, and that's why you're so calm. He even mentioned your name and...

"Stop it" he cut her off.

"And stop cutting me off! Fine, I'm your slave, but I'm built like a human, and I have emotions unlike you! Stop doing that and just tell me who...

"Elijah" he said, and she blinked.

"Elijah?"

"Elijah Luther, he's the third sibling after Aimee and I. We're the cursed triplets" he said, and her eyes widened.

*

LUTHERS ISLAND, AIMEE'S ROOM*

Aimee came back from Stella's room just now.

It took a while to get Stella to sleep tonight cos she kept asking for Slade, but she later fell asleep some minutes ago, so Aimee came back to her own room.

She had her night bath and changed into her brown nightwear, then she sat in front of her mirror and was about to braid her hair into one big braid when the candle on the table suddenly went off.

The smokes filled the air, and she stood, looking around the room.

Suddenly, a heavy wind slammed her open window on the hinges, and the window broke, scattering glass on the room floor.

Aimee rolled her eyes swiftly to the right when she felt a shadow cross the wall, and she took the table with her eyes.

The table flew across the room, smashing against the shadow on the wall, and the shadow finally showed himself.

She grabbed him by the neck, speeding to the bed with him and thudding him there.

"Your temper is still so high, sis" he spoke with a little smile under her.

"It's not funny, Elijah" she replied, cracking a bone on his shoulder with her fingers.

"Argh!!" He groaned as she left him in bed, jumping down.

Elijah sat up, resetting his shoulder bone before standing up.

"Why are you back in town?" Aimee asked, resting on the wall.

"I'm sure you'd be begging him to stay if it was Slade who visited, but looks like you're not happy to see me. That bastard has always been everyone's favorite" he replied, walking around the room with attitude.

"Is that why you've been killing students with his face in the university every night?" Aimee said.

"Why would I kill people with his face when I hate his face?" Elijah replied nonchalantly.

"Yunno what I hate most about you? Your lies! There's no other person with the infinity ring in this town except the three of us, so who else would do it if not you? Coupled with the fact that you hate him and will do anything to make everyone hate him too!" Aimee replied.

"And I said it's not me!!! Yes I hated him! I detested him so much because he used to get the biggest attention from our parents! I became his rival and promised to kill his moonslave before him just to make him suffer, but that was back then when we were still kids. After I ran away from home, I got over it" he said, his eyes gleaming.

Aimee went closer to him, pointing a finger at his chest to poke.

"And you expect me to believe that? You forgot what you said that night before leaving this island?" She muttered.

Elijah grunted.

FLASHBACK, AGE 5*

Elijah's room is located in the last villa on the island cos that's what he wants.

He wants space from everybody, especially from Slade and their parents.

The fact that they give Slade all the attention is the most annoying thing to him, and he just can't stand it.

They're all cursed children, so why must one get special treatment than the rest of them?

Aimee doesn't care cos she actually doesn't give a damn about anything, but as for him, he cares.

He wants the attention too, he wants the love, but it looks impossible cos not only Timothy does it, Grandpa Cedric is even worse.

Cedric loves Slade even more than anything in the world.

That night, Elijah is in his room, staring down at a piano.

It's Slade's piano, are he had carried it from Slade's room to this place.

Hatefully, he picked a metal plank from the room corner and began hitting it repeatedly on the piano, ruining it totally and scattering the keys all-around the room.

Even when his palms began bleeding from his excessive hold on the metal, he didn't stop.

Aimee suddenly barged in.

"Elijah! Slade is missing! He ran away from the island!" She shouted, but she paused when she saw the piano mess on the ground.

"Slade's piano? Why? Why would you do it!" She snarled.

"What did you say? He ran away from the island? Even better, he was getting all the attention anyways, maybe it's finally my time to be loved by our parents and grandpa" Elijah replied.

"Our parents and grandpa love us equally, but they had to give extra attention to Slade cos his curse is the cruellest. Can't you understand?" Aimee said.

"I don't want to!!" Elijah yelled aggressively, and Grandpa Cedric teared into the room immediately, dazing his face with a hot slap.

Elijah staggered, holding the face as he looked up with teary eyes.

"Grandpa?" 

"Slade might be scary, but he's actually better than you. You've treated him with nothing but contempt and hatred, and now he's missing and all you could do is celebrate?" Grandpa Cedric said.

"Do you want me to get lost too?" Elijah replied.

Grandpa Cedric frowned in confusion.

"Let's see how you'll be able to take the loss of two grandchildren at once. You might not like me, but you'll surely feel it, and yunno what? I'm gonna find Slade's moonslave before him and kill her. You know what happens if he's not the one who kills her, right? I'll make him spend the rest of his life in hatred too. He won't receive love wherever he goes, I'll haunt him till the end of the world" Elijah said tearfully, going to the window.

"Elijah!!" Grandpa Cedric yelled fearfully, but Elijah already jumped.

The wind blew, and Grandpa Cedric ran to the window, crying out when he couldn't find him anymore.

BACK TO THE PRESENT*

"That was only to scare grandpa. I'm not the midnight killer, this is my first time in this town after leaving the castle at age five. Fine, I used Slade's face to enter the school tonight, but it was to look for the killer myself cos I've been hearing the news of the midnight killings too" Elijah replied.

"I don't believe you" Aimee muttered.

"I don't expect you to believe me, you've always loved Slade more than me just like everyone else, but you'll be shocked when the real rival shows up. I'm looking forward to it too" Elijah replied, walking to the door.

"Leave town" Aimee said.

"I have things to settle, and you guys will need me when the real rival shows up, so I'll stay in a motel. Don't tell father and grandpa that I visited, and as for mother, I hope she never gets well" Elijah replied, finally leaving.

Aimee released a breath, removing her body from the wall.

"Things just got rowdier, I dunno who to believe" she muttered.

*

UOG, ATTIC*

Slade and Twilight are still in, but this time, they're both seated.

Twilight is sitting on a chair, and Slade sat on his bed.

"Your brother is your rival? Why does he hate you that much? I mean...

"Elijah loves attention, but he got none. I hate attention, but I got it, so he hates me for getting what he wanted" Slade clarified.

"But...he won't kill me before you... If he wanted to, he'd have done it" she said.

"So you're ready to die for me?" Slade looked up, and she stood from the chair, walking to him.

"You said I was created as a moonslave for you, and if it's my fate, I'll embrace it" she said, holding his face up.

She began caressing his brows without being told, and he stayed still, caging her between his legs.

"But... there's something I dunno. Why is your curse deadlier than their own?" She asked, her voice low and seductive.

"I was the last to come out of my mother, so I carried all the remaining impurities with me." He replied, concentrating on her eyes.

He knows what she's trying to do.

"But what's their curse? And what's yours?" She asked.

"Enough of the questions, you began rubbing my brows to trick me into answering the questions, right? Smart move" he said, removing her hands from his face.

"How do I know I'm a moonslave?" She asked, but he stood and started pushing her out with her shoulders.

"Killa you can't... just answer this one and I'll stop the questions...hmm? Killa... Killa don't...

He already pushed her to the door before she could finish, and he shut the door on her face before going back to the room.

He got his phone and dialled Elijah's number. 

"Hello, brother" Elijah's voice came after one ring.

"Listen carefully, thick f+cker, you can kill as many students as you want with my f+çking face, but if you dare lay your filthy hands on her, I'll drown you in your own blood" Slade replied, meaning every word.

"That doesn't sound like someone protecting his moonslave, are you.... starting to get attached to her? Oh wow, how about I kill her next then?" Elijah grinned.

"I wouldn't" Slade replied scathingly and hung up.

He threw the phone on the bed.

*

TWILIGHT'S ROOM*

Thankfully, Echo is still fast asleep when Twilight arrived, so she stripped herself and wrapped a towel around herself, leaving for the bathroom.

She entered the third one and took off her panty. 

As expected, it's wet with her juices.

She washed it off and got under the shower herself, thinking about her encounter with Slade tonight.

Starting from when he made her watch him, to when he grabbed her to ask if Elijah touched her, and when he told her Elijah was his brother, then how he pushed her out when she was asking how to know she's a moonslave.

She slowly closed her eyes, trying to communicate with the voice in her head 

"Voice, how do I know I'm a moonslave? Is there a mark?" She asked, but nothing came.

She opened her eyes back.

"Of course it won't talk to me, the only thing it does well is leading me to Slade and Elijah" she said, but then the bulb in the bathroom shattered just like it did the other time.

Her eyes widened, and she shifted back as darkness took over the room.

"Anybody there? Anyone?!" She shouted, but then cold hands touched her atm from behind, making her freeze.

"The mark of a moonslave can only be seen by her master. Slade is the only one with the ability to see it" a voice whispered, and the light came back on immediately.

The bulb never shattered, it's her illusion again.

She quickly wrapped her towel around herself, rushing out of the bathroom only to bump into Molly.

"Molly!" She gasped.

"You have an unhealthy habit of bumping into me, are you ok?" She asked when she saw how fast she's breathing.

"I'm..." Twilight gulped.

"I'm fine" she said.

"Cool" Molly nodded, walking back into her room.

Twilight rushed back into her own room too.

*

DOWNTOWN, GREG'S COTTAGE*

The pounding of herbs sounded in the small building slowly when the main door opened.

Greg stopped pounding, knowing who just came in.

He dropped the small pestle and stood, turning on the lights to reveal Dr. Kali's face.

"It's 1am, why are you here?" Greg asked.

"This is the only time I can come without drawing suspicions from the school management, and you know exactly why I'm here" she replied, taking away her scarf.

"What are you talking about?" Greg frowned.

"I made my research, and i found out the cursed Luther triplets got cursed because of you. Their mother met you in the forest when you were performing a ritual. What type of ritual requires you going into the forest?" She questioned.

"What do you mean?" Greg said.

"We're both herbal doctors, Greg. Only three rituals require going into the deep forest, and those three have been banned in this town since centuries ago cos they're too dangerous. One of the rituals need a pregnant woman, and if that's the one you did, then Stella did not ordinarily come to meet you in the forest that night, you drew her" Dr. Kali said.

"Kali!" Greg cautioned.

"It's true" Dr. Kali muttered, and Greg went silent.

"I have nothing more to say, I'm just so full of pity for Stella and her triplets. You're a devil, Greg" Dr. Kali replied and left the cottage.

She got back in her car, driving off angrily.

Greg came out of the cottage, his white eyes looking sinister as he watched the moving car.

He smiled evilly.

..

Dr. Kali is still two minutes into the drive on the road when her car suddenly stopped moving.

"Not again" she hit her palm on the steering, getting her phone to check her digital hourglass.

Rain will soon be awake, and she needs to be at the infirmary before that time.

She got down from the car, and though she knows nothing about cars, she opened her bonnet.

She bent over it, but she doesn't even know what to touch or check.

She was about to touch the plug when the car suddenly started moving on it's own.

"What the...

She couldn't finish that statement before the car got her legs, knocking her down.

"No...ohh! Help!!!!" She screamed in hellish agony, but the road is so silent that only the echo of her voice came back.

The car ran her over, and the tyres drove over her body, crushing her 

completely.

*

UOG, INFIRMARY*

Tamlin's eyes suddenly, and  he sat up slowly in bed.

"Tamlin" Ruslan stood beside him.

He's the only one who stayed with him.

Imogen and Lorraine left for their towers since long ago.

"Dr. Kali!" Ruslan called, but no answer came.

"Where the hell are you, Dr. Kali!" He shouted.

"Stop it, I'm fine" Tamlin got down from the bed.

"Are you sure?" Ruslan asked, following him as they left the infirmary together.

They went back to the tower, and when Tamlin got to his door, he went in, leaving Ruslan outside.

His lips are pale and dry as he entered the inner room where Isobel's ice bed is.

He touched it, and his palm almost froze, but then he smiled.

"Don't worry, you'll continue resting in peace. I won't wake you, Twilight is enough. I just need powers, I need enough power to fight Slade, even if it means getting a herbal doctor to create an infinity ring for me too" he said, finally leaving the bed.

He left the room and got himself a cigar.

He lightened it and began smoking hard like q criminal.

"Twilight belongs to me" he muttered.

*

LORRAINE'S ROOM*

The time is 2am, and the moon is still so madly bright in the sky.

The breeze turned colder since morning is already coming.

Lorraine isn't asleep though.

Lord Vann is in his office, working tirelessly on the kidnappers case to gather any useful information, so Lorraine is the only one in the bedroom.

She left the bedroom eventually, her red sleeping robe swirling as she made her way to the cellar.

She took a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass, sipping slowly as she walked to a picture frame in the room.

It's the picture of an old man, and as she stared, she smiled.

"A moonslave can either be killed by her master, or find a way to survive in the human world no matter what. Only the wise can relate though" she smiled.

She left the picture frame and drank again,.

"It's another Monday tomorrow. Another week, another set of sweet tribulations" she chuckled.

She was thinking about Slade and grinning as she went back into the bedroom, taking off her robe.

She dropped the cup and entered the bathroom nakedly.

She went into the bathroom, shutting her eyes. She began imagining Slade's face as she fingered herself.

"Damnnn" she moaned.

*

TWILIGHT'S ROOM*

Twilight couldn't sleep.

It has been hard to close her eyes since she came back from the bathroom.

It's past 2am now, and she's still turning around under her blanket.

She's still rubbing her thighs together, and her nîpples are still swollen hard, so hard that it's painful.

All she has been doing for the past two hours is trying to control her urges, but it has been frantic.

Maybe she shouldn't have gone to the bathroom. Maybe she shouldn't have had that bath.

She was ok before taking the bath, but now after taking the bath, she became a wet piece of work.

She turned on her bed again, pushing the pillow aside and using her arm as pillow instead.

She was wincing as she turned again immediately, facing the wall.

Trying to get Slade's face away from her head has been impossible too, and his mouth.

Maybe she shouldn't have watched him earlier when he told her to.

She shouldn't have tried it, now she's suffering the consequences.

She got one of her books and tried reading, but she couldn't even concentrate. She was skipping two lines at a time.

She threw the book away and almost started crying as she tightened her thighs together.

She slid her hand under her singlet and touched her own breàsts, but she immediately stopped.

She sat up in bed and put on her fluffy slip-ons, going out of the room.

Immediately she left, Echo sat up in bed, watching the door close.

"Slade again? How foolish" she muttered.

*

Twilight rode the elevator to the top and couldn't even feel embarrassed when she got to the attic door.

She was biting her lip as she held the doorknob, but before she could open, Slade already opened from the inside.

It's like he has been waiting too, and immediately his face showed, she held her breath.

She went mute when their eyes met, and the amount of lust in his eyes is conc.

She knows he wants this too, if not more than her.

"I...." She started slowly, carefully.

"The thing is....I... I'm...I..."

Slade still didn't talk, just staring at her with those eyes.

"I just...I... want... your...

"Enough already" he muttered, cutting her off and pulling her into the attic.

One of her slip-ons pulled outside, only one followed her inside.

Slade didn't wait before ripping her singlet away from her body, and when her breàsts bounced out, he proceeded to ripping her shorts too.

She's not wearing any panty, so her fragile nakedness slapped him brutally in the face.

"Don't go hard. Handle me with care... please... take it easy..."

"Shhh" he brought an hand to her lips, and she licked it.

He picked her up and threw her on the small bed, coming atop of her.

She held his large arms, and he leaned down to her chest, planting wet kissing on her hard n+pples.

"Killa..." She moaned, and he did it again, giving them torturous bites.

"Kil..." She gasped, tears of sweetness already escaping her eyes as he trailed sinful kisses to her neck, her collarbones, shoulders...

He lifted the back of her left shoulder, and his eyes flicked when he saw the mark.

It's a tattoo, a moon tattoo. He has always seen it. 

Always.

He kissed the tattoo, and she fisted the sheets tightly, smelling his musky scent in every breath.

He came back to her chest, driving his lips down her tummy. 

He kissed her small navel, then he went down to kiss her soaked p+$$y, licking her sensitive clî+ hazily with his tongue tip.

"Ah..hh" she gasped, wrapping his hair tightly around her fingers as she tried to muffle her sounds of ecstasy.

He licked her again, and she gasped. Her vision blurred, and her eyes rolled upward.

"Killa...nyeah! My gawd!" She cried as a rush of pleasure flooded her senses, radiating from her core. 

Her p+$$y clenched, dripping as Slade's eyes shone with a sadistic aura, the scent of her arousal driving him to the edge of madness.

She's so damn turned on he could feel it in his bones and pores.

"Please...put it in" Twilight begged desperately, biting her lip.

"Know this, little one...i won't stop till I fill you up with my c+m, and if this bed is not broken by the time we're done, then I'm not Slade" he whispered, biting her ear.

TBC.

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