I was awakened from a sound sleep by a muted splash. Was someone going fishing this time of night?
A hand pressed roughly over my nose and mouth, bringing me abruptly to awareness, and I recognized the sour odor of the man crouched over my body.
It was my worst nightmare come to pass—Viejo free and able to attack me once again.
“I will have you now, baby bird,” that hateful voice whispered in my ear, while his other hand groped down my body to find my c**k through the shorts I’d been too tired to remove earlier.
Not this time, I promised. My left hand swung up and descended, and he choked back a cry of pain as I used my lover’s talon to s***h across Viejo’s back. The angle wasn’t perfect, and so the gash was shallow, but it was enough for him to arch away from me first in stunned surpr
