Chapter 25
Gore appeared back in room where he'd left Heather. "Ready to hunt." He called to Heather. The moment he did he realized she wasn't there. "Damn her. Why can't she ever listen to anything that I say." Growling he used his powers to pin point where she'd gone to. He ghosted himself into the room what he saw made his blood boil. Laying naked and tangled together in a large bed he found Heather and Bart Navarro asleep. The smell of sex still in the air. Gores handsome face twisted into a revolved snarl. Covering his mouth and nose for a moment. How could she do this to him? The disrespect of this was something he couldn't handle. No one ever dared to try an pull a fast one on him. If it wasn't for him she'd still be rotten in the ground like the gutter trash slut she was. Loyalty was not something ever in her character he reminded himself. Hell all shifters were only loyal to themselves.
He slowly walked over to the side of the bed what Bart slept on. Leaning down he looked at the sleeping grizzly bear. Waving his hand making the bear turn human. Bart slept face down on the bed. Gore quickly snatched the male up by his long hair pulling his head back from the bed and planting his knee in the males back. "What do we have here?" He said in cold tone loud enough to scare Heather awake. His free hand wrapped under Bart's chin. Holding him in place.
Ripped from sleep, Bart came to swinging and snarling. His mind reeled trying to piece together what was happening and why he had a view of his wrinkled sheets. Something was shoved into the small of his back, holding him against the bed as his head was yanked back harder by his hair. He growled as his vertebrates began to grind and instinct screamed that one more yank and shit was going to break. Bart froze. His wide eyes darted to the female, still asleep in her human form. He opened his mouth to warn her, to tell her to run, now, but fingers dug into throat turning his warning to a a wet and strangled clicking sound. The voice behind him chilled his blood as he watched the female jump and the look on her face told him that this was just as bad as he thought it was.
Heather was on her knees as soon as she heard Gore's voice. Her heart pounded and her eyes widened when she turned her head to see that he had her new pet's back strained to the point of no return. She yawned as her mind raced, wondering if this time, she'd gone too far. Not that she'd let the panic show. "What? I was bored." She shrugged and grinned at Gore, giving Bart and almost apologetic shrug.
Gore shook Bart by the throat hard. "Bored? Really? If it wasn't for me you'd still be just another dead bitch!! I should kill you both here and now. And let someone else clean up the mess." His voice was cold. "And you I hope you enjoyed you're last night of sex ever for the rest of your miserable life." He thought about snapping Bart in half, but he decided against it. He let Bart go and used his powers to make Heather appear next to him. He grabbed her by the throat an lifted her off her feet and pinned her to the wall by the bed. "Tell me Kitten you fucking slut was it good?" Gore said hate for her in his eyes.
Bart grabbed his throat when his face was thrown into the bed, bouncing and making him bite his lip. He coughed and wheezed, as hims mind put together what had happened and came up with a deafening, you're fucked. Rolling to face the threat he reached for Heather, trying to shove her behind him, but just as his fingers closed around her wrist, she disappeared and reappeared to be slammed against the wall. Bart tried to ghost on clothes, but something blocked him. He tried to shield Heather and again he was cock blocked. Yeah, fucked didn't begin to cover this shit. He dragged the sheet over his bare ass and crotch and choked out the first words that his bear fed him. "Let her go."
Heather smirked at Gore as he threatened her. It was the game they played. She did something. He threatened. Then make up sex, which always left her sore for days. It was perfect. Her purr was snuffed out when his hand pinned her to the wall by her neck. Her hands covering his and her eyes growing wide when he cut off her air supply. The hatred in his eyes was nothing new, but the lack of heat was. For the first time since returning, Heather worried that she'd crossed the line and this time, he might make good on the threats.She tried to shake her head no, but her head barely moved and fear pounded through her veins.
Gore tightened his hold on her throat and looked at Bart. "Why don't you come make me? Is she really worth your death?" Gore dared Bart before turning his eyes back to Heather. "And now I am the one who is bored. Bored of you and these games. I had come to tell you I had a present for you, but now its not even worth it." Gore put his free hand on her stomach. "You know you could get pregnant right? We both know how much you loved it the last time you were." He said grinning at her. He knew full well how much she hated being pregnant with Daniel. The look on her face was priceless. Gore's grin widened. He racked his nails down her stomach. "Hell I could make it happened. And not only would you be knocked up you're spawn that squirts from your dead core would be hybrid abomination! What kind of freak baby or babies do you think you'll have? He comes from a long line of fuck ups. And his species has multiplies. So you could end up squirting out six or seven babies. How does that sound to you Kitten?" Gore said smirking at her coldly.
Bart growled, still holding his neck, but dropped his eyes and shook his head no. If heather was fucking around on this psycho son of a bitch, he wanted no part of it. No matter how good the sex was, it wasn't worth it.
Ice filled Heather's veins as Gore painted a picture that was worse than death and terror squeezed her heart as tightly as his fingers did her throat. 'No. Please, no," she begged through mindlink. 'I'm sorry. I'll do anything to make it up to you. Anything.' She meant every word even if what this male could come up with terrified her.
Hearing her words he grinned so wide his eyes almost vanished for a moment. He looked at Bart. "What's the matter? Not coming to her rescue you now. You don't like the idea do you? Being tied to some slut you just dumped your load in huh." His eyes cut back to her. "Seems you got away of picking males. You know what you can have her." Gore said letting her go. "And I'll give you a handle tip once she starts to show she'll try killing you so I'd sleep in a cage to me safe. Or just cage her instead. It'll be safe." Gore said looking at his hands like he has something gross on them. He ghosted in some germ x and used it on his hands.
Bart, just stared, not sure what the hell was going on, but pretty damned sure that he didn't want to breed with anyone. He's held up his hands. "She didn't say she was with anyone."
Heather panicked as she slid down the wall. He was giving her away? To a bear? "I can make it up to you. I can. Let me show you, Gore." Heather had never begged and meant it, but she did now. She couldn't be forced to breed again. It had almost killed her the last time and this body wasn't build for it. She covered her mouth as the very thought made her want to puke. "Please."
"Of course she didn't. That's not part of her game." Gore was to livid he wanted to slaughter them both, but he didn't have to time to deal with that. Looking at her a made pfft noise. "What can you possibly do you for? You got nothing I want anymore." He said the sight of them both naked made him want to vomit. He ghosted them clothed so he didn't have to see it anymore.
Bart sat up and dropped his face into his hands, when trying to ghost out didn't work. He didn't want to be stuck in the middle of their lover's quarrel, why hadn't he just kept it in his pants?
Heather's mind raced. If he left her, she would die and go back to the dark nothing she'd been stuck in. "You can have him," she pointed at the bear. "He has a portal. Imagine one of your creatures that could use their portals Gore! There would be no stopping you!" yes, she was on to something, she knew it. "And a liter of them? You could rule everything." She didn't want to breed, but she wasn't above using her body as an incubator if it saved her life. "Make it so! As many as you wish and when they are born, they are yours!"
Bart;s head shot up when he heard her using him as a bargaining chip and then his cubs. This chick was insane. "Leave me out of this," he growled not liking this turn of events and the fact that now he was endangering the safety of The Mountain too. "I'm just a bear. Nothing special."
Gore stared at them, his mind started to churn. If what she said was true having someone that could use the portal in this realm would be handy. "Is that all you have? A lowly bear and some shitty worthless portal. Do you think I need him to get to the portal here in this place?" He could go through it true, but once he did it would let the Ghuardians and others know he was coming. That little alert system Salvation had set up in them was a pain in the ass. Though now that the world was falling into ruin it may not work as well now. "As for your diseased babies what would I want with some bearcat thing?" His mind went to Bertha for a moment. He looked at the bear and grinned again. His eyes sparkled a moment as he stared at the male.
"No. Not you. You could use them to get into the Mountain. All of those beings, with no clue as to what waits for them on his side. All, for you to use in your experiments and to build your army! What good are Ghaurdians when their own people are carving out their livers? The bearcat things would be of his blood line. They can go through and not raise any alarm. It would be as natural as him going through." She flipped her eyes to Bart and arched a brow. "Let me do this for you and I will serve you. Only you. Forever."
"Perhaps." Gore said ghosting in dart into his hands. Holding it up to them. "So you'd be willing to be a breeding machine for me huh? What about you bear was the sex good enough for you to keep coming back for it?" He twisted the dart in his fingers. "Do you know what this is?" He asked her.
She shuddered but nodded. "For you, yes." She bit her lower lip as hope began to grow. "And him?" She sneered at Bart. "Only if you order it," she lied. It was a pity that the bear had to pay for their roll in the hay, but better him than her. Heather eyed the dart and shook her head no.
"Answer me bear! Was it good enough for you to want more of it?" Gore demanded. "If you lie I'll know." He said still twisting the dart in his fingers. An idea was growing in his head.
Bart snorted and lifted his head to stare at the guy. "In all honesty, the fall out is kind of a turn off. You can have her. I mean, if it keeps me breathing and you have some sicko watching fantasy or some shit, I can try to get it up for you." He didn't like the way they guy was looking at him and he had no idea what the right answer was.
Gore kept the smile on his face as he eyed the bear. "How do you feel about being put in one of those things the humans use on cows to milk them with?" He said having no real intention for doing that to him for breeding no, but maybe for fun to see if he could drain him of his sperm an any other fluids. Maybe use the bear for parts.
"Think I'd have to take a pass on that." Bart smiled tightly. No pussy was worth this kind of shit, not even if the fucking thing was made of pure gold. Yeah, he didn't see how that would work, but it was still true. He tried to ghost out again but was still blocked. He growled.
"Well what a shame. Not that I care what about your feelings." He held the dart out to Heather. "I want you to dart him."
"Didn't figure it did, but you asked," Bart snorted, arching his brow at the next thing out of the Gore guy's mouth. "Again, I vote no," he tossed out, knowing that it didn't mean shit.
Heather pushed herself to her to her feet and held her hand out for the dart. "As you wish," she dropped her eyes and tuned them to the bear when she felt the cool aluminum cylinder fill her palm. She walked around the bed and pulled Bart's head back by his long blonde hair, using her magic to hold him still as she jabbed it onto his deck and heard the pop of the CO2 cartridge inside push the vile fluid into the bear's body. When it was done, she released the bear and watched him writhe on the bed as the poison burned through him.
He watched her dart the bear and smiled. As the bear writhe on the bed Gore waited to see if the poison would take or if it would kill him.
Bart slammed his eyes shut as his jaw locked and his muscles tightened, contorting his body until the next surge of napalm thundering through his veins, spreading the fire until he dripped with sweat and his hair was plastered to his face. Forcing his eyes open he lunged at Heather, Tackling her to the floor as his bear's form tried to rip her to shreds for doing this to him.
Gore watched the bear bolt off the bed and maul Heather. "Now children."
Heather blasted the rabid bear back and ran behind Gore, looking around him at the Bear. She should have been expecting that, but so many simply rolled over and played dead when they knew they were beat. Bart was not one of them.
Bart snarled as he hit the wall and rolled to swipe at her legs as the bitch darted away. He was going to kill her. A deep laugh rumbled through his chest as something took up residence there, shifting his vision to a red hue as it poisoned his mind, twisting his every thought and belief until the answer to every question was killing and then fucking the corpse. He tried to get up and fell back against the side of the bed. Growling at a moment of lucidity as his human form took over again. "The fuck did you do to me?" he panted and wiped his sweat slick face on the sheet that stank of her.
"You should be happy it didn't kill you totally. Think of what just happened to you as a second chance at life." Gore said knowing that Bertha's implant had taken hold inside Bart. Meaning that he was now under Gore's control. He was ticking time bomb for the demon to use. That even meant he could use him to kill Heather if need be.
"Gee, thanks," Bart snarled and turned his neck as something felt like it was moving under his skin and boring into the base of his brain. He wanted to leap on the bastard and rip the flesh from his bones with his teeth, but when Gore looked at him and arched a brow, his bear chuffed and bowed it's head, overpowering his will. His voice was little more than a raspy growl. "Orders, Master?" The last bit of Bart chocked on that last word, but the toxin was erasing him from this body and locking his will in a tiny box somewhere deep inside to scream.
Gore grinned at the bear. "If only everyone acted like this. My life would be much easier."
Heather watched Bart on the floor from behind Gore, awed at the change. She glanced up at him, wondering what would happen if he darted her, but not daring to put that idea out there for him to grab on.
Bart closed his eyes as the thing hooked into his gray matter and rewired his thinking. It hurt, making him growl, but when he opened his eyes, the pain lifted. One side of his mouth curled up as he eyed the female hiding behind the Master. "I can't wait to get started," He lifted his eyes to Gore's and licked his lips.
"You're free to go." Gore said lifting the block he had on the room. "I'll be checking in with you soon." He knew having a portal keeper at his finger tips was going to be handy.
Bart bowed his head and smiled as he listened to the movement in the building around him. So much to be done, the voice in his head cackled, filling his vision with images of either draining or fucking every last person the lived here. Sometimes both at the same time. "I live to serve," He smirked, eyeing Heather and arching a brow.
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Gore laughed. "Yes its the only reason you're living." He said as he turned to Heather. "As for you I have no idea what to do with you."
"But, I..." her voice trailed off as she copied the bear's demeanor and bowed her head. "Anything you wish, Gore." she sighed, annoyed that her darting the bear hadn't been enough.
Bart snorted, his body remembering how tight she was and his bear groaned. "Only one thing she's good for," he snorted and pushed off the floor and checked his reflection in the mirror. He looked the same and that was good.
Gore laughed at the bear's remark. "Well I'm bored. I'll be in touch." Gore said getting ready to leave. He had to figure out what to do with Jared. That was the surprise he had for Heather. To tell her he had her ex locked up nice and tight. He was even going to let her have some play time with him, but now he had no plans on telling her anything.
Bart nodded. "So play it business as usual until I receive my orders?" He looked at Gore in the the mirror and flexed his hands as he felt new power flow into them.
"Yes just go about your daily stuff. We wouldn't want that thing in your head to explode if someone started asking questions about you if you start acting off key." Gore said to Bart. "Well this has been so much fun." He said totally sarcastic. "But I'm bored and I'm over it." Gore said vanishing.
Bart stared at Heather in the mirror a smile playing at his lips. "So what do you say, Angel? You want to ride the monster you made?" He arched a brow and felt his cock kick in his pants.
Heather eyed the bear. She did, but it was probably a trick and he wasn't worth not breathing over. Her eyes dropped to the growling bulge behind his zipper and she licked her lips. "No, but thank you for the offer." she sighed and ghosted out.