Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
I pull the gun from her slit and watch the o-shape form on her mouth again, so I scoot the chair back, stand, and shove it into her mouth.
“You think power drives me?” I grit. “It’s evil. Evil that must be eradicated from this world, no matter the price.”
Her tongue twists around the metal, her face emotionless, unafraid. As if she welcomes death itself like it would be a final cure to her debauchery.
She’s a disease.
A disease I’ve so happily let myself become infected with.
And my cock throbs at the sight of her licking her own juices right off the barrel of my own damn gun.
I pull it out of her mouth, staring at her greedy lips and the wetness coating the metal. She’s turned it into an abomination.
“So willing to sacrifice all that it takes,” she mumbles. “Are you really willing to pay the price if you knew it came at the cost of your sanity?”
My nostrils flare, and I grab her wrists and get up in her face. “On. Your. Knees.”
She defiantly stares right back at me. “Make me.”
“I don’t have to.” My lip twitches up into a brief smile. “You will do it out of your own volition, because you know I will get both your boy toys today if you don’t.”
“Do not fucking touch them,” she hisses through her teeth.
I tilt my head. “If you do exactly what I want you to.”
“Then you will stop chasing them. Leave them out of your investigation. Drop all charges, get rid of any information you have on them.”
“Deal,” I retort.
The killer I’m looking for is going to be unmasked soon enough anyway, with or without my interference. And I’m pretty sure I know what the fuck I’m looking for.
Her eyes glimmer with brutality. “If you don’t hold up your end … I will find you. And I will make it hurt every lasting second while I skin you alive.”
Fuck.
My pants tent from the sheer violence she exudes.
She grinds her teeth for a second before she finally sinks to her knees.
As she fucking should.
I’m done playing games.
She wanted to toy with me, so I’ll give her every inch of degradation she forced onto me.
I zip down and pull out my pierced cock, her eyes immediately homing in on the reverse Prince Albert glinting in the dark.
“Open those pretty red lips, bunny,” I say, pushing down on her chin. “And show me how deep down the rabbit hole you can take me.”
Before she can take another breath, I thrust into her mouth and watch her eyes widen as I force it into the back of her throat.
“How does it feel to be fucked while tied up?” I ask, pulling out, only to thrust right back in again. “To lose all control, all will to fight?”
Every time she jerks the chains, I go a little deeper just to punish her for trying.
I know the fire in her is strong, but I can take her fucking burning singe, and I’ll make it my fucking own.
I pull out briefly and plow back in beyond her uvula, listening to her gag along the way, and a devious smile spreads on my lips.
I grab a fistful of her hair. “Not so fucking smart-mouthed now, are you?”
Loathing fills her eyes, and it only makes me want to fuck her harder.
Good.
I want my little stalker to know what it feels like to be left to another’s mercy. She thought she could just walk into my life and not learn to regret it.
I will make her see the error of her ways with my pierced cock lodged firmly in her throat.
She coughs and heaves when I pull out again, and mumbles, “Fuck you.”
“You wanted me, remember?” My eyes narrow. “Then take all I have to fucking give you.”
“I’ve taken far—”
I interrupt her with a thrust, not giving a shit what she has to say, because I’m sure it’s all insults to twist my mind into believing her lies. But I’m not one of her other whimpering cowards she spins around her finger. She chose to stalk me for a reason, and this is it.
She’s addicted to the power. The thrill of possibly losing it all.
So I will take everything from her and more.
“You think you’ll survive this, bunny?” I growl, thrusting in and out of her mouth. “After what you did to me, leaving me on that chair?” I grit.
I go deeper and deeper, forcing her to take me all the way.
But her eyes. Damn those burning eyes are a flame that never dies out, not even in the face of death.
Fuck.
I’ve never witnessed such perseverance. I can’t look away, no matter how hard I try.
No matter how hard I tell myself I shouldn’t drown in those spiteful eyes that have been haunting me since the first time I laid eyes on them.