Freelance Saga 2: Quantum Interference Read Online Free Page B

formed into a tender smile. It was the fleeting glimpse of a warm and friendly personality. “Do you love me?”
    Delicately tapered fingers traced the curve of the man’s jaw before she leaned in to ask him again. “Say it. Say you love me.” When he refused to answer she pouted cutely at him then reached toward his shoulder.
    The scream that erupted from his throat echoed throughout the forest clearing. Her slender hand, delicate and refined, gripped the arrow protruding from his shoulder. The gentle seeming fi ngers twisted the shaft eliciting another scream.
    “Oh, I do love the beautiful music you serenade me with dear one.”
    “St-stop this you demon…” T he man feebly attempted to crawl away but he had no strength left.
    His tormentor lifted then lowered her hips in a slow deliberate way. Curvaceous hips slid sensually up and down atop his rock hard manhood. She took the time to thoroughly enjoy her sense of power over her prey. “Stop it? You don’t like my foreplay? We’re in love, right?”
    She grabbed his throat in a vice-like grip, twisted the arrow once more, and then cried out in a loud and desperate voice. “Give it to me! I want all of it!”
    “N-no!”
    “All of it! I want your love burning inside of me you worthless human!” The hand clenching his throat squeezed brutally. He started to choke. He gagged desperately due to the lack of air. His spittle turned to foam and he feebly tried to knock her hand free.
    Their bodies began to glow with a soft white light, but the light emitted by the dying man declined rapidly even as the woman’s body grew more luminous. “So warm, I can feel the strength of your love for me.”
    The girl sighed suddenly and the light faded away. “Seriously? Dead already? Humans really are weak.”
    “I’ll never gain another level at this rate .” Her cheeks puffed outward then she pouted. Why wouldn’t one of these weak idiots love her properly?
    She looked down at the dead man and frowned. Her lower lip poked out. “I’m cute, right?”
    When he didn’t answer she reached down and grasped his head and chin. She made his mouth move up and down like a puppet. “You’re the cutest fox in the whole forest Kitsune-chan.”
    “Really! You think so! You’re so sweet Dead-Guy-San!”
    She made his mouth move again. “I should have admitted it when I was alive. I could be cuddling with you right now.”
    “You’re right! You should have. What do you have to say for yourself?”
    “I’m so sorry, also I have a really tiny penis and you can do better than me anyway.”
    “Well, that’s a start.” She smiled triumphantly for a moment then dropped his head. She sighed then pouted once more.
    “Why won’t one of these humans love me?” She hugged herself tightly then took on an expression that bespoke long term suffering. No one understood her needs.
    She raised her hand and started counting off her qualities using her fingers. She touched her pinky with her thumb and said, “I’m cute.”
    She touched her next finger and said, “I have a pleasant personality.”
    She looked down, grabbed her breasts, and lifted them. “I have an amazing body.”
    She raised another finger, “I’m fun at parties… I think. No one ever invites me to any, but I’m sure I’d be great at one.”
    Kitsune threw her hands up and looked toward the sky. Sunlight streamed down through the canopy of the forest to embrace her with its divine radiance. “I can even cook! Who wouldn’t fall in love with an awesome girl like me?”
    She pouted again then sighed gently. “Maybe someday.”
    Her bushy tail swished from side to side briefly before a carefree smile spread across her face. “Ah well, at least I have something tasty for dinner.” 
    The fox girl stood up and dusted herself off. Despite the horrors that she had perpetrated moments earlier she seemed quite cheerful.
    A gentle breeze flowed through the clearing causing the wildflowers to sway gently. Their