III

Fear. That was what was looking back at me. It was a look I'd grown accustomed to it. Everyone was afraid of me. Even her brief attempt to kill me ended the same way every attempt on my life ended. With me, getting my dose of fear.

"3, 2…" I thought.

"Than what are you?" she asked.

Her eyes were so pure in that moment. For a woman who just tried to kill in she had the face of an angel. A rarity in this shit hole. I saw her sisters on that island. They were like the rest of this broken world. This Clay woman, Diana, she was untouched in more ways than one. She didn't bear the stank of blood shade. A smell that oozed out of ever pour in my body. I felt too dirty to even touch her.

For a brief moment I felt a pain in my chest. It had grown tighter. The air about me began to grow thick. I wasn't thinking clearly. The fact that she was afraid of me being to bother her the looking I stared down at her. Briefly she tried to struggle tried get from underneath me. Her pelvis rocked up again me as she tried to flip us over. I bit down on my lower lip as felt the blood drain from my face and rush towards my cock.

Unaware of what her actions were doing to me I rock my hips upwards pressing myself against her. Her face flushed. I am the most powerful man on this shit hole of a planet. A part of me wanted her to know how powerful I truly was. I was the master of this world and all who were in it belonged to me including her.

My hips in the air I rolled my hips moving her up and down a few times. Slowly at first. I wondered if she been with anyone before. Maybe she prepared her fellow 'sister'. A sensation of primal possessiveness took over me.

"Mine!" I hisses.

I pressed down harder on the floor beneath us. Fear I craved it. It made me feel safe. I would get my pound of flesh and mark her. Everyone will know that she was mine. Her body dipped further into floor as the steel beams beneath the floor began to buckle. The sound of steel bending broke the silence between up.

"The monster," I growl. "... Your mother told you about…"

I leaned in closer towards her face. I heard her heart-rate triple as I moved in closer towards her. Tightly she pressed her eyes shut as I press my forehead against hers.

"Yeah boss…."

I heard J'onzz hefty voice come from behind us.

"Oh shit…" he gasped.

I growled lower as I turned my gaze away from the woman beneath me. Glancing over my shoulder to see J'onzz hands covering his mouth. He'd stopped just shy of stepping into whatever was left from Circe's ashen skull.

"Your fucking someone over Lois's body Kal…" he continued. "At least wait until we remove her bloated body."

I couldn't help but shake my head. For a telepath he was so fucking dafted looks nothing like my hateful wife. She's too thin to be Lois plus Bruce's cock wasn't inside her. I tried to shake the image of my wife and my friend fucking one another in my bed. Rage filled me, yet a sudden feeling of calm came over me. The rational part of my brain started to be semi functional. Taking a few breaths I thought through J'onzz presence here in this moment. Jimmy probably sent for him.

"You ok over here?" I heard J'onzz voice ringing in my mind.

"I'm fine," I hissed back at him.

Tightening my grip on the golden bonds linking me to her. Lifted our joint hands over my head. As i pulled upwards she sat up in my lips. So quick was my motion that she collided with my chest.

"Right," J'onzz snorted. "Says the man with a beautiful woman in his lap.

Silence fill my mind for a moment. I could feel J'onzz rummaging through my head. "It's not Lois you green ass," I finally grunted.

He knew how I felt about him invading my personal space with his mine.

J'onzz cussed under his breath, "I mean that's good to hear…"

I rolled my eyes at his words.

"Do you want me to…" he said as he made a sweeping motion.

"Get Arthur to throw this trash into his shark tank," I ordered. "I'm sure his babies are hungry…"
The clay woman trembled in my arms. I hated this feeling. I didn't take pleasure in causing her pain like I did with most people.

"Oh, have a bath prepared in my chambers," I said. "My guest has had a long journey."

"Is that truly wise Kal she's a…" J'onzz said in my mind.

"A am a monster but raping women isn't on my to do list," I replied.

J'onzz scoffed, "Says the man who cracked a 10 thousand dollor white marbled floor because he's got a hard on."

As I spoke to J'onzz in my mind I lowered my head towards the woman's ear. In a faint whisper for only for her to hear I said:.

"Mind the green man over there," I said as I floated to my feet. "He'll try to therapy you to death."

"Well the death of you is warning you about that lasso she's got up wrapped around you," J'onzz added as he turned to leave the room. "It's called the lasso of truth. From what I gather everything you've said and done since touching it was the truth…"

A bulb in my head went off. Quickly I dropped the lasso on the floor and kicked it towards J'onzz.

"Lock it up," I ordered.

The woman looked down at her now free wrists. A slight red ring appeared around her wrists and neck. Giving her once over I realized that my blood covered clothes stained to her cream dress. Shame filled me.

"You can use the shower first," I said as my eyes met hers. "I'll have someone clean you dress for you Clay."

As I spoke she interrupted me.

"Diana," she said. "Call me Diana."