Free Inferno-Kat 2 by Vivi Anna Page B

become too strong for either of them to fight.
    And he had help. Hades sensed that the dark man and the fiery woman in his dream were his allies.
    Fatigue swelled over him, and his eyes drooped. He knew he would need to rest while he could.
    Inferno City was at least a three-day journey on the bike from the village. On foot, it would take a few days longer. Hades didn’t think Kat had that long.
    As his eyes shut and he fell into unconsciousness, Hades thought of only one thing.
    Hang on, Kat, I’m coming for you .

    Roused from her sleep, Kat cringed in sorrow as images of Hades swam in her mind. She had dreamed of him. Reaching out to her, still whole, still alive.
    She sat up in the back of the transport and glanced around at her surroundings as they drove. The thick northern trees were starting to dwindle, giving way to rock and infertile ground. Soon they would be out on the Wastelands again, heading east to Inferno City.
    The sun was rising, and it wouldn’t be long before the rays did some damage. Looking around her, she noticed a pair of goggles lying next to her feet. At least Sar had the decency to give her a pair. She picked them up, slid them over her eyes, and then curled back down onto her side.
    She’d need her strength. There was no sense in fighting now. They’d be in Inferno before long.
    And Kat knew that was where she’d make her stand and where she would confront Baruch for the last time. The final showdown.
    She had no delusions that she’d be able to beat him. He was much too strong. One thing she knew for certain: Baruch couldn’t have her. She would do what she had to to make sure that never happened. Because if he managed to turn her, the world she knew would be in danger, and everyone she had ever encountered would die. She wouldn’t let that happen. She’d go into the afterlife with or without help.
    Closing her eyes, she rested and bided her time. Before long, she would have her chance to exact her revenge and slaughter every single vampyre that aided in Hades’ death. Hell hath no fury like Kat .

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    “ Y our cock is inside my cunt, but it’s not me you are fucking, is it, darling?”
    Baruch glanced up at the agile woman with fiery red hair straddling him, vigorously sliding up and down on his throbbing member. Grinning, he reached up and pulled on her erect nipples, twisting them hard, knowing she liked it rough. She gasped and dug her nails into his chest, just how she knew he liked.
    “Does it really matter, Satarah, my filthy witch?”
    Panting, she slammed down on him, filling her channel completely, and started to grind her sex back and forth. “I suppose not. As it’s not you I’m thinking of either.” She grinned and raked her fingers down his chest, producing deep furrows in his skin.
    Baruch moved his good hand down and grasped her hips, digging his fingers into her flesh. He was very close to coming. If nothing else, the woman knew how to fuck. She was skilled in all forms of sexual pleasure. Including the painful ones he reveled in.
    As he pushed up with his pelvis, burying his cock, he closed his eyes and thought of the one woman he wanted. Wanted more than he wanted his next taste of blood. Katarina. While he thought of her, an image of her beautiful, angular face popped up in his mind as she glared at him with her one glorious green eye. She was the one woman who defied him, who rejected him.
    And he wanted her for that. So he could make her pay for it repeatedly with his pleasure and her pain.
    The thoughts of her sexual torture made him convulse in rapture. With a small explosion, he came inside Satarah, moaning with the power of it.
    Seconds later, Satarah followed him, groaning with her own powerful climax. She fell forward, covering him with her body, burying her face in his neck and biting his flesh.
    That little bit of pain was enough to prolong his orgasm. And he sighed with the ecstasy of it.
    Maybe he would give Katarina to Satarah for a while, so