Strong adult themes and distressing content || Court Of Amaeris || Book One ||
Solar Flare - Demon hunting guild and the new permanent residence for Astola's Tri-bloods.
Four years is a long time to be hunting demons on military orders, but...
***descriptive language, harmful terminology and imagery used***
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Every day, Aries got up and dealt with it, being forced to fight in a terrible condition as his mental health slowly slipped from his grasp. I still remember how I would clean Aries up every night once Damon was done with him, how broken Aries had become in two, long lived weeks. One night however, the screaming stopped.
Damon instantly grew bored of Aries, complaining that he was no longer getting what he wanted from him. Again, he tried to go for Adele. Sweet, 14-year-old Adele. And every man and woman who had ever used me, who I used in turn, became nothing, became no one.
And just as I did with Benjamin Williams, I put myself before Damon, the image of what everyone had dubbed the sultry Siren of the Astolan military; their little whore.
I told Damon what I was and how a Siren/Nymph mix would please him better. That I could keep him entertained for longer. I was used to it by that point; throwing my body at anyone to protect the others, having spent the first year or so doing sexual favours in order to make sure the younger ones would get fed. Aries had lived a lifetime of that sort of abuse, so it truly wasn't anything unusual for him; but he couldn't, I would let him do that anymore, not when he was one moment away from a breakdown.
But that wasn't enough to convince Damon to leave the teenagers alone. No, the only thing that caught his attention, was my admittance to being the Palace Pet. That, and my birth name.
Kieran's hand tightened, squeezing mine as I squeezed back.
That night, I discovered how disturbed and horrible some living beings could be; the things he did to Aries, he doubled for me. As if Aries was a taste of the pure dessert he had waiting for him. By the time we all realised it, I was under his thumb; everything he had done, he had done to get to me.
I had been his goal the whole time, and he revelled in reminding us of it.
I shivered again, shaking as Kieran's warmth again pulled me back to the present, feeling him reach over and pull me into his embrace.
"Half of it I can't even remember, as if some other being had sucked me out of my body and blindfolded me, but I was left bleeding and broken in places I didn't think were possible." I whispered, hiding in Kieran's arms, too ashamed and disgusted with myself to face his kindness, his brightness.
"Two months; that's how long I spent under his grip." I swallowed against the lump in my throat, my voice hoarse as I pushed out of his arms, looking up at him. Two long, torturous months being abused by Damon. My body being both a toy and a punching bag to him by day, and becoming his little pet by night. And I thought being verbally abused by the queen was humiliating, I still don't know how I didn't completely lose it at that point.
