*Flash Back Continued*
Trigger Warning (Non-Con on the pleasure station. Skip if needed.)
"Your God seems to have abandoned you," murmured the male in black as his thumb continued to stroke my skin, smearing my blood across my face with every motion. "Maybe that's because He no longer wants you. But that is okay. I want you."
I shrugged my shoulders. I have always respected everyone's religion, no matter what. I wasn't like the Prophet, who only believed that everyone but him was going to be punished. "You have your faith, and I have mine," I said calmly; his beguiling presence began to wear off the more he was touching me.
Or maybe it was just that this was his true face.
I watched as he brought his thumb, red with my blood, up to his mouth. Slowly, deliberately, he licked it off his digit. I couldn't help the sneer on my face as I watched him shuddering with pleasure as he tasted me.