Limitless The Strongest Revenant
Chapter 257: Take responsibility [2/2]

Jas turned and smiled at me. I approached the empty seat and pulled the sisters to my side. For a few seconds we enjoyed the starlit sky without saying a word. At some point Jo spoke up.

"Darling. Bella is right. I am crazy. There is another person in my head. She keeps screaming for me to kill everyone. When I am with you, she shuts up.

I noticed it during the enlistment. I am sorry I did not tell you. It is not safe around me. I should..."

Not letting her finish, I snatched Jo's lips. My hunger for her caused us to make wet, sloppy noises with our combined lips as I thoroughly licked the inside of her mouth. Being Italian, she responded by pinning my tongue down with hers before entwining them together.

After satisfying our lust, I pulled away.

"Jo, I hear them too. I have a basketball team's worth of voices in my head. I went crazy three times already. Would you leave me because I am dangerous, even though I love you?"

"No, of course not, I would try to help darling get better instead."

"Then never bring up leaving me again. I will spank you if you do."

"..."

"Darling, this is serious. What if I lose control one day?"

"Then I will pin you down on a bed and fuck you senseless until the voices go away."

"..."

Stunned by my answer, Josephine began to giggle with delight.

"Darling, you are a pervert."

"So what? You love me anyway or have your feelings changed already?"

"Never."

"Then we have no problem." I laid her head on my shoulder as I continued.

"I am your man and you are my woman. There is no fucking question where leaving is the answer. Understood? Jas, that goes for you too."

"Yes, husband," Jas replied obediently.

"Even if I use you to drown out the noises? Darling doesn't mind?"

"I don't. My body, soul and abilities belong to all of you. Use them as you see fit. But tell me, what is this Stella Cadente business?"

"It's Italian for shooting star, I got it when I crashed a plane into a castle and disemboweled an entire order of knights."

"Why?"

"The owner of the castle kept trying to feel Jasmine's bottom."

When her words reached my ears, I unconsciously unleashed death resonance.

"Hehehe, darling is so sweet."

"Husband, I love you."

I hugged Jasmine with my left arm while giving Josephine a kiss on the cheek.

"Well done Jo. Are they dead?"

"Not yet. Darling. Do you want them to be?"

Amused by her words, I kissed her again. "Then it's a date. Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"I hate Clive Zanardi. He forced my parents to leave their lovers to give birth to me. Both of them hated me for it. I also lost my mother figure Margaret because he wanted to make a me stronger descendant. He made my life miserable. Then when they saw I was Formless, they abandoned me like trash."

While I did ask, the things she saw as an afterthought seemed more important than just hearing voices, then again, I didn't really care.

"I am sorry that had to happen Jo. I will kill him too."

"Hehe, even a Revenant is nothing huh? It's okay, it's been years after all. But I am relived I finally told someone. I feel like an idiot for worrying! I love you darling! You are the best!"

As Josephine hugged my arm excitedly, I turned to Jasmine.

"Wifey, talk."

"European descendants are sent to wars at 18. Jo and I were sent to Syria for a year."

Syria was in the news when I was a teenager, I didn't know if the war there had ended, but I did know that refugees were flooding out as the fighting intensified.

"It was hell, husband. The death toll was in the hundreds of thousands. The Assad regime was slaughtering and raping its way to stay in power. Going so far as to use chemical weapons and bomb civilians.

"I took two scorpions and created a poison that killed people slowly and in the most painful way. Because I used black feathered arrows, the soldiers began to call my killings the work of a Syrian spirit of vengeance called 'aswada ṣāʾidi alʾarwāḥi' or the ebony deathstalker."

"I see."

Jas' story doesn't sound so bad, what was she so worried about?

"My arrows were feared for the time I was there. I shot nearly 200 people and watched them die slow and painful deaths. For those I really reviled, I..."

Sensing her shame and hesitation, I moved my hand from her waist to her hands. I gripped her right hand tightly as I reassured my beloved dark-skinned wife.

"Jas, you heard what I said. No matter what you did before, I will carry the weight with you. Nothing you could do would make me stop loving you."

Then she closed her eyes and buried her face in my chest.

"In order to inflict the most horrible pain on those bastards, I first shot their entire families and made my targets watch as everyone they loved died a painful death. Only then did I kill them. I became frightened as I began to feel sexual excitement as I watched them writhing in misery. I am a sinful harlot husband. I am afraid that..."

Jo let go of my arm as she felt my body move. I turned and pushed Jasmine to the ground. I buried my face in her bountiful breasts and began to pleasure her. Caught off guard by my depravity, she twisted her body as she moaned.

"Ah! Husband! What are you doing?! Stop!"

I moved my finger to her panties and traced it along her groin, a damp wetness showing she liked my tyranny. Then I put my tongue in her mouth and sucked on hers.

"Mmm! Mmm! Pwuah! Husband! Stop!"

"Jasmine Denel. What you did was not wrong, I would even have killed their pets for good measure."

"You are foolish! I.."

Then I forcibly put my fingers in Jasmine's mouth. My wife's eyes became misty as she began licking my fingers erotically.

"Jas. What you saw that day did little more than change what excited you. Do not be afraid. I just proved it. Your lust, I can handle it. I will never shame you.

I will take responsibility for satisfying your urges. I am here. So there is no need to worry."

When I tried to pull my fingers out of her cute mouth, Jas held my hand in place as she continued to lick me. Amused, I picked her up from the floor and whispered in her ear.

"No need to get so excited about these fingers of mine. I expect great things from your tongue when we do it for real."

The ebony deathstalker looked away in panic. Jo suddenly hugged me from behind. Her ample bosom pressed firmly against my back.

"Darling, I am getting lonely, of course it will be the three of us, right?" She teased.

'Ugh, fuck! These girls are surely going to destroy the last of my sanity.'