AVALINE

I rotated my feet as if warming up. I threw a sinister smile his way then stomped on his groin like a centipede I randomly kill on the ground. It wasn’t that hard. I could compare his size to a centipede.

The man screamed in pain. This is my version of good fucking. I don’t insert myself into women’s holes. I hurt people. I’d rather hear someone cry in pain than pleasure.

“Bet he’s having a hard-on,” I heard Alaric say behind me.

I grimaced irritably. I’m not fucking ...