The fecker tosses it right back at me!
Like an idiot, I catch it, too. I think there are two kinds of people in life: those you can throw something at that will instinctively duck and bat it away and those that will instinctively grab it. Ive always been a grabber. Ill take offense over defense any day. I rubberneck in freeze-frame and assess my situation: Jayne is clueless that were here because he cant hear us over the racket the caged monsters are making. The grenade in my hand is going to explode in five, four, three
No, you take it, I say, and lob it high, right back at the prince.
He catches it, closes a hand around it, and I see a flash of light in his fist. Then he opens his hand and black dust falls to the ground. If I could make out its expression, it might have just given me a total smirk.
Well, feck me. What is it made of? Galvanized steel?
Suddenly I know where the second prince is because the temperature in the space behind me just dropped forty or so degrees. The hairs on the back of my neck frost and I shiver.
I lunge into reverse freeze-frame but it blocks me and I slam back into its icy, powerful body.
Feck feck feck! I slam it into forward. Its there before me. I twist and duck but crash into it sideways. We do this whiz/block thing about ten more times, with me cramming candy bars in my mouth. Were moving like an orchestrated dance. It seems to read my bodys smallest cues, anticipate my moves. The thing is wicked fast! All I can make out is a tangle of long black hair and the brilliant flash of kaleidoscopic tattoos rushing beneath its dark skin.
I drop low and roll past it, then spring up to flee, but it grabs me from behind and yanks me back into it. I cant stop shivering. I have to get away. It makes a sound against my ear that I heard a lot of Ryodans men making on level four when they were all having sex, low and rough and strained. I hear myself making a noise I didnt even know I knew how to make.
I turn into a Dani-grenade, fighting with all Ive got. It aint happening to me like this!
I punch, I kick, I bite. It doesnt fight back. It bands its arms around me from behind and keeps me pulled back hard against its body, waiting for my fury to turn into something else.
And it does.
Im losing myself!
I can feel my mind slipping away!
Im changing into something I dont want to be and I cant stop it! Is this what Mac went through? How did she stand it? Three princes at once, then Cruce, too!
I dont want this! It isnt supposed to be like this! Im supposed to lose my virginity in some awesome, superspectacular, sensational way. Not like this!
But everything inside me is going gooey like rich, warm, velvety chocolate fondue thats so thick and sweet and scrumptious that I want to swim in it, let it cover my head,take me down deep into a place where I dont have to think anymore and I dont have to fight anymore and I can just be without always having to struggle to stay on top and protect myself and win all the time.
I want to get naked here in the street. I want to do it every which way, standing up and lying down, doggy style and reverse cowgirl. Long black hair is tangling around my neck, sliding like hot silk. Its arms around me feel like the best slow dance I ever imagined, not that I imagine wussy things like slow dancing with Dancer or anything but Im having a hard time breathing right, its getting all shallow and caught in my throat.
It makes a sound like dark wind chimes caught in a storm, beautiful and brittle. The haunting melody scrapes across my nerve endings, turning each one into a tiny mass of orgasmic tissue.
Im lost. I press back against it. Its hard where Im soft and pretty much perfect in every way.
Och, Dani my darling, youre not giving me a single reason to wait for you to grow up. Youre giving me a thousand reasons not to.
Its Christian! Im so glad its him, not one of the other princes! I turn around in his arms and tip my head back. Hi, Christian! I beam at him. Hes hotter than the other princes. Im glad I got him. Ill take the others, too, but I want him first. I want to grow up. Now. Hurry.
Not. Like. This.
I reach up and pull Christians head down for kisses but he knocks my hands away. It makes me mad. I grab him again. He shoves me and I stumble.
He slaps me then. Hard, across the face. My ears ring from the violence of his blow. I wet my lips and give him a look. Pain isnt what I need. I need him to ease my pain. I might be a virgin but my body knows how to move, what to do. Its kind of embarrassing, but at the same time I like it. Sex is powerful. It makes all your cells feel hyperalive. How didnt I know that? I want to explore it. I want to learn it inside and out like everything else I do. I feel amazing! Like Im about to learn stuff I got no idea about and its going to change me forever. When this is done, Ill be a woman. Not a child anymore. Im fascinated by the idea.
Im not ready for it!
Im racing toward it, cant get there fast enough.
He slaps me again. Stop looking at me like that. Get mad at me. Hate me for what I would do to you. Ill kill you if you keep looking at me like that! Ill fuck you until you die! he hisses.
Suddenly the Unseelie prince who was across the dock from me is standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him. They begin to argue in Unseelie and I cant understand a word theyre saying but I get the tone. The other prince is pissed.
Like an idiot, I catch it, too. I think there are two kinds of people in life: those you can throw something at that will instinctively duck and bat it away and those that will instinctively grab it. Ive always been a grabber. Ill take offense over defense any day. I rubberneck in freeze-frame and assess my situation: Jayne is clueless that were here because he cant hear us over the racket the caged monsters are making. The grenade in my hand is going to explode in five, four, three
No, you take it, I say, and lob it high, right back at the prince.
He catches it, closes a hand around it, and I see a flash of light in his fist. Then he opens his hand and black dust falls to the ground. If I could make out its expression, it might have just given me a total smirk.
Well, feck me. What is it made of? Galvanized steel?
Suddenly I know where the second prince is because the temperature in the space behind me just dropped forty or so degrees. The hairs on the back of my neck frost and I shiver.
I lunge into reverse freeze-frame but it blocks me and I slam back into its icy, powerful body.
Feck feck feck! I slam it into forward. Its there before me. I twist and duck but crash into it sideways. We do this whiz/block thing about ten more times, with me cramming candy bars in my mouth. Were moving like an orchestrated dance. It seems to read my bodys smallest cues, anticipate my moves. The thing is wicked fast! All I can make out is a tangle of long black hair and the brilliant flash of kaleidoscopic tattoos rushing beneath its dark skin.
I drop low and roll past it, then spring up to flee, but it grabs me from behind and yanks me back into it. I cant stop shivering. I have to get away. It makes a sound against my ear that I heard a lot of Ryodans men making on level four when they were all having sex, low and rough and strained. I hear myself making a noise I didnt even know I knew how to make.
I turn into a Dani-grenade, fighting with all Ive got. It aint happening to me like this!
I punch, I kick, I bite. It doesnt fight back. It bands its arms around me from behind and keeps me pulled back hard against its body, waiting for my fury to turn into something else.
And it does.
Im losing myself!
I can feel my mind slipping away!
Im changing into something I dont want to be and I cant stop it! Is this what Mac went through? How did she stand it? Three princes at once, then Cruce, too!
I dont want this! It isnt supposed to be like this! Im supposed to lose my virginity in some awesome, superspectacular, sensational way. Not like this!
But everything inside me is going gooey like rich, warm, velvety chocolate fondue thats so thick and sweet and scrumptious that I want to swim in it, let it cover my head,take me down deep into a place where I dont have to think anymore and I dont have to fight anymore and I can just be without always having to struggle to stay on top and protect myself and win all the time.
I want to get naked here in the street. I want to do it every which way, standing up and lying down, doggy style and reverse cowgirl. Long black hair is tangling around my neck, sliding like hot silk. Its arms around me feel like the best slow dance I ever imagined, not that I imagine wussy things like slow dancing with Dancer or anything but Im having a hard time breathing right, its getting all shallow and caught in my throat.
It makes a sound like dark wind chimes caught in a storm, beautiful and brittle. The haunting melody scrapes across my nerve endings, turning each one into a tiny mass of orgasmic tissue.
Im lost. I press back against it. Its hard where Im soft and pretty much perfect in every way.
Och, Dani my darling, youre not giving me a single reason to wait for you to grow up. Youre giving me a thousand reasons not to.
Its Christian! Im so glad its him, not one of the other princes! I turn around in his arms and tip my head back. Hi, Christian! I beam at him. Hes hotter than the other princes. Im glad I got him. Ill take the others, too, but I want him first. I want to grow up. Now. Hurry.
Not. Like. This.
I reach up and pull Christians head down for kisses but he knocks my hands away. It makes me mad. I grab him again. He shoves me and I stumble.
He slaps me then. Hard, across the face. My ears ring from the violence of his blow. I wet my lips and give him a look. Pain isnt what I need. I need him to ease my pain. I might be a virgin but my body knows how to move, what to do. Its kind of embarrassing, but at the same time I like it. Sex is powerful. It makes all your cells feel hyperalive. How didnt I know that? I want to explore it. I want to learn it inside and out like everything else I do. I feel amazing! Like Im about to learn stuff I got no idea about and its going to change me forever. When this is done, Ill be a woman. Not a child anymore. Im fascinated by the idea.
Im not ready for it!
Im racing toward it, cant get there fast enough.
He slaps me again. Stop looking at me like that. Get mad at me. Hate me for what I would do to you. Ill kill you if you keep looking at me like that! Ill fuck you until you die! he hisses.
Suddenly the Unseelie prince who was across the dock from me is standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him. They begin to argue in Unseelie and I cant understand a word theyre saying but I get the tone. The other prince is pissed.
