Judgement 8 (Subject Alpha #1) by D. H. Sidebottom Read Free Book Online

screamed again, tears springing from her eyes and her delicate body bowing with the punishment as an explosion ripped through my apartment. I closed my eyes, refusing to allow the thoughts of what the lightning had done to my photographs as I broke through the door to the padded room and kicked the door shut behind us, placing Elina gently in the middle on the chair. I couldn’t move fast enough as I fired up the software program and pulled the helmet down over her head.
    “REID!”
    She was struggling to breathe as explosions tore apart my club, my home; my stomach churned angrily at the destruction. When a choked cry left her I swore to God I would make them pay for what they had done to her, to the others, to Petra.
    “Elina!” I strapped the helmet on. “Listen to me. I’m going to help you as much as I can but you need to fight it. Fight back.”
    She shook her head, her eyes pleading with me. “Reid! Get out of here!”
    I ignored her as I strapped the rest of her body down in the chair and flicked the switches on the control panel.
    “Ride it, Elina!” I ordered when she started to shake.
    The overhead cables spat when they captured a surge of electricity from her. I double checked everything, preparing, and blew out a deep breath as I snatched her hand in mine. I couldn’t hold back the cry that tore from me when an overwhelming power streamed through me.
    “Go!” she begged.
    I shook my head, gritting my teeth at the brutal torment. “You kill me and I will take your little ass and spank it fucking pink!”
    Her eyes widened and she started to say something but all that came out was another cry when the walls of the room shook, nature’s power fighting to get to her. My eyes darted around, making sure the lightning hadn’t penetrated and broken our small shelter.
    “Elina!”
    She had gone again, surrendered to the energy riding her tiny body. Her eyes rolled back as an angry snarl burst from her. Her back arched, her body lifted off the chair, her fingers snapped open and her lips parted as ecstasy stormed her. I bit my lip when she moaned, my mind associating the sound erotically and picturing her making the exact same sound for me as her body bowed beneath mine.
    “Shit!” I shook her as the building roared with her. “Elina!”
    I dropped her hand, knowing she couldn’t hear me now. Taking her head in my hands, I forced my body to relax and closed my eyes.
    She battled with me, forcing me back time after time but I pushed through, warming her mind with pleasure, dripping ecstasy into her as I fought back. When she sighed and dropped back onto the chair I knew I was in.
    I grew angry as I worked my way through. It was hard to find what I needed but something jumped out and I latched onto it.
    “Mummy, I want the pink. Pink, Mummy!”
    Janice smiled down at her, nodding in delight. Taking the brush, she plastered Elina’s tiny hand in pink paint, coating every plump little finger in a mass of bright colour.
    “Quickly, before it drips.” Janice took her daughter’s hand and pressed it to the paper.
    Elina giggled when she lifted her hand and a pink splodge resided beside the other painted hands. “Again!” she demanded as she jumped up and down in the chair.
    “Careful, honey, don’t fall.” Janice held her shoulders, stopping Elina from falling.
    “I won’t fall, silly.” Elina smiled widely at her mother. “You won’t let me hurt, Mummy.”
    Janice’s face fell, her throat bobbing as sadness took her. Her eyes dampened and she looked lovingly at Elina.
    Elina squealed with glee when she spotted another colour, unaware of her mother’s sorrow. “Blue!” Her wide hazel eyes begged for more. “Blue, Mummy.”
    Janice nodded, pulling out of her musing, a smile once more appearing and lighting her face. “Blue it is. And then green. And then yellow, we must have yellow, El, it’s so happy.”
    “Like us, Mummy. We’ll always be happy won’t we, ‘cos you love me and I love