Blue Dragon

his face, blood smeared over his mouth, and grinned at me. He threw Leo to the floor and kicked him in the head. Leo grunted and lay still.
    Simone screamed.
    ‘Stay still, Simone,’ I said, moving back to guard her.
    ‘He hurt my Leo!’ Simone shrieked. She generated a huge ball of chi and hurled it at Wong.
    The demon raised his hand and absorbed the energy.
    ‘I don’t want to hurt you, ladies,’ Wong said. ‘I want you both intact. Are you okay, Simone?’
    Simone’s face was ashen. I looked inside her. She had very nearly drained herself.
    I grabbed her hand and fed her some of my chi. She absorbed it. I felt her terror.
    ‘We’ll get out of this, one way or another, sweetheart,’ I whispered.
    ‘Oh, well done, Emma,’ Wong said. ‘I didn’t know you could do that.’
    ‘Wake up, Daddy,’ Simone said loudly.
    John didn’t move.
    ‘I don’t think he has much longer, dear one,’ Wong said. ‘I do hope he remembers to leave the human form behind. I need the head. The rest of it isn’t too bad, either.’
    ‘You’ll have to go through me to get to him,’ I said. ‘Try me.’
    ‘Oh, with a great deal of pleasure,’ Wong said. ‘Try you? Something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time. Kitty?’
    Kitty Kwok appeared behind him, moving cautiously.
    ‘What the hell are you doing here?’ I said.
    ‘Emma,’ Kitty said loudly.
    I remained still and silent, waiting, wondering.
    ‘ Emma !’ Kitty ordered sharply. ‘Obey me!’
    I lowered my sword.
    ‘Well, what do you know,’ Wong said. ‘It worked.’
    ‘Drop the weapon,’ Kitty said.
    I dropped the sword and it hit the carpet with a thump.
    ‘What are you doing, Emma?’ Simone said. ‘Why are you doing what she says?’
    ‘Tell her to come and give me a big wet kiss,’ Wong said with delight. ‘No, wait.’ He pulled Leo up, buried his face into the side of his neck, then dropped him again. ‘Now,’ he said with a mouth full of blood.
    ‘God, Simon, you are so disgusting sometimes,’ Kitty said.
    ‘If she can do this without hesitation then we have her,’ Wong said. ‘Whoops. Lost it.’ He swallowed. ‘Wait.’ He bent over Leo and sucked some more blood out of his neck. ‘He tastes funny. Different. Wonder if it’s because he’s black, or because he’s a girl?’ He looked up at Kitty and grinned. ‘You should try it.’
    ‘Come here and kiss Prince One Two Two,’ Kitty said wearily. ‘I don’t know why I put up with you, sometimes, Simon.’
    Wong pulled himself to his feet and waved me closer.
    I didn’t hesitate. I went to him, put my arms over his shoulders and raised my face.
    ‘No, Emma,’ Simone whispered. ‘Daddy, Daddy.’
    Wong grinned down at me, his mouth covered in blood. He put his hand behind my neck and held me as he lowered his face to mine.
    I kissed him with everything I had. I pressed myself into him and felt his body respond. I put my hands behind his head and pulled him hard into me. Hesquirted the blood into my mouth and I swallowed it, trying to control the gag reflex. But then I realised: there wasn’t one.
    The blood tasted good .
    I pulled away and smiled into his eyes. ‘More.’
    ‘Well done, Kitty,’ Wong said. ‘Lots of new toys. Now let’s take the Dark Lord’s head.’
    ‘I want more blood,’ I said huskily. ‘I want you.’ I rubbed myself against him. ‘You. Now. Blood.’
    Wong grinned down at me. ‘What a good job, Kitty. You want to share?’
    ‘That bitch?’ Kitty said with disdain. ‘Kill her.’
    ‘Blood,’ I whispered. I reached down, pushed my hand into him and felt him respond. He arched his body into my hand. ‘You. Now.’ I gestured with my head towards the main cabin. I put my other hand behind his neck and pulled him down and spoke into the side of his throat. ‘Blood. You.’ I nipped at the flesh of his throat just enough to make him moan without breaking the skin. I shoved my body into him. ‘Now.’
    ‘No, Emma,’ Simone whispered. ‘What’s wrong with you?’ Her feet thumped on the carpet. ‘Wake up , Daddy!’
    Wong covered my mouth with his again. He tried to swallow me whole. I tasted the blood. It tasted good. He pulled away slightly to speak. He dug his fingernails into the back of my neck, into the pressure points, making me gasp with pain and arch my back.
    ‘Plenty of blood, plenty of pain, plenty of me for you, my sweet. Just let me take the Dark Lord’s head and then we’ll have some real fun. You want to