Dire Blood (#5) (The Descent Series)
“Slender, beaded serpents draped from its skull and hung limply over the demon’s shoulders. Black brands marched down its bony collarbones and imprinted on its sagging breasts, including two centered directly over its pale brown nipples. Though watery blood coursed over its flesh and needles had been driven underneath its thumbnails, it was still trying to laugh.Unlike their frail cousins, the succubi, megaira couldn’t bleed to death, and they delighted in the taste of aggression, rather than sex. Torturing them required someone who didn’t get aggressive, emotional, or angry while inflicting pain.Isaac Kavanagh was perfect for the job.He paced in a circle around the megaira, cupping a fistful of silver needles the length of his hand. He had started the day with forty-eight needles; now he held thirty-six. The others were buried in the megaira’s various body parts. Two in the thumbs, of course—that was a given. One in the hollow of the collarbone. One through the navel to pierce its shr...iveled womb.MoreLess
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