Bite Me Harder (Guardians of the Deep 2)
“These pussies don’t stand a chance!” Kane’s voice called out.
“You wouldn’t stand a chance if I wasn’t busy with these fucks,” Coby replied.
“Not again!” Sylvia said.
“Rafe! Look out!” Kalina yelled.
Hot on Rafe’s ass was a large tiger shark, much faster than Kalina’s boyfriend. Sylvia was closest and didn’t hesitate to go after him.
“Go deep, Rafe!” she shouted.
Rafe dove down, and at that exact moment, Sylvia sank her teeth into the smaller shark’s face, crushing its snout and tearing into its eyeball. From within her mouth, it howled, crying out in mental gibberish. Sylvia was loving the fight. She felt born for this. All that time spent at the DJ booth. All those mornings eating restaurant breakfasts and stopping for quick coffees and evenings spent at movie theaters or dancing at nightclubs. Date nights spent trying to impress some guy she’d probably never hit it off with anyway. This was a real date. She’d much rather be cutting her way through the current and sinking her teeth into the cold flesh of a rival fish than busting moves on a dancefloor.
Below the boat was a bloody mess. Fins, faces, and flesh floated aimlessly in a pinkish world that reminded Sylvia of the fog in a disco. That amused her at first, until she remembered the barge, and the kids who’d partied like they were in a nightclub. They’d danced, they’d devoured their drinks, and they’d died. On that boat above, Evelyn was enjoying herself with Sylvia’s best friend as her hostage.
As the other sharks finished the battle, Sylvia swam closer to the surface and noticed that Thane was transforming back into human form as he clutched the ladder and pulled himself onto the boat. Sylvia needed to get up there too, at least to let Penny know she was here for her.
“Coby, I need to go up there with Thane,” Sylvia said.
“That’s not a good idea!” he said. “I can’t protect you if you’re up there.”
“I’ve been holding my own fairly well so far,” she replied.
“Sylvia, no!” he yelled.
She didn’t need his permission. Her friend was up there, and she was in danger. She was going up to help Thane neutralize the threat.
Switching back to her human form was easy, but she hated it every time. Sylvia was starting to prefer being in shark form. She understood why Coby loved the water so much. An ache hit her bones as her arms and legs grew back. Hands gripping the ladder, and feet touching the cool metal steps, Sylvia hoisted her body up and onto the boat. Stark naked and not even the slightest bit worried about it, she stood behind Thane, seeing his nude, muscular form there in front of her. Beyond him, Penny stood blindfolded, her hands zip tied, and with one of Evelyn’s thugs gripping each of her arms. They were completely dressed, totally dry. So was Evelyn, who looked overly confident and pleasantly surprised to see not only Thane, but Sylvia standing over his shoulder.
Evelyn was only a couple of feet away from Penny with another of her thugs at her side. Thane was already in the midst of trying to talk her down.
“You’re not this cruel, Evelyn,” Thane said. “I know you. You don’t want to do this.”
“You know nothing,” Evelyn replied.
“Penny,” Sylvia said. “What have they done to you?”
“I’m okay,” Penny answered.
“Shut up,” one of the thugs said.
“Don’t talk to her like that,” Thane threatened.
“Or what?” the thug asked.
Thane didn’t answer. He must have known anything he said wouldn’t stand a chance at making the situation any better.
“Please, Evelyn,” Thane said. “This isn’t right. Nothing I’ve ever done to you makes this okay.”
“Really, Lover?” she said. “Don’t you think I should be the judge of that?”
“I’m begging you her
e,” he said. “Look. You win. Whatever you want.”
“Whatever I want?” she said.
Her lips parted in a smile. Her pink tongue nipped at her full lips and gave her an almost Joker-like grin. It was clear she got off on being a bitch. Holding onto Penny was like sticking a knife into Thane’s gut and slowly turning it around and around. She enjoyed the pain she was causing him.