Malthus wants to take my breath away.
No, there is nothing romantic in that, he wants to do it for one second and then when I will not be in my senses, he will have his way with me. Or something like that.
And I don't want that for obvious reasons.
He had my neck on his hold and before he could cut off my oxygen, I would make sure he let go of my throat.
So for that, my eyes glowed red as two lasers made their appearance again.
This time, with precision.
They landed right on Malthus' face and I would give away everything except my virginity just to see his head disappear.
But I forgot one thing…
This bastard has horns!
My lasers landed on nothing but his horns and those curly penises with bones remained still as if nothing was going on. My lasers had no effect on them. It was like hitting on a girl with an original pick up line that you came up with only to find out that she is a lesbian.
