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Grim knocked his fist into the other side of Billy’s face. “I’m only getting started, fucker.”
“You’re all sick, you know that?” Billy cried out.
Poe’s nostrils flared as he circled him. “Not as sick as you’re about to feel.”
Billy’s face twisted in horror as Poe raised his foot and slammed it down on his crotch. The scream that left his mouth was bloodcurdling. “Fuuck. You broke my dick!”
The agony in his voice sent tremors straight to my swollen cunt. “Uhhh, yes…” Fuck. “Hurt him again,” I moaned.
Saint pulled a knife from his waistband. “Hold him down.”
Billy flailed, screaming, as Poe and Grim each grabbed one of his arms and held him back against the chair. “Okay, I’m sorry! Please, don’t do this.”
Grim got in his face. “You’re sorry? Should we show you the same mercy you showed Bailey when she was begging you to stop?”
Pressure built in my core as sheer terror flashed through Billy’s blood-shot eyes. “More,” I rasped.
Raine rubbed his thumb in circles around my clit. “Mmm, my little psycho vixen. Fuck, you make me so hard.”
Billy’s screams turned to sobs as Saint dug the tip of his knife into his already swollen cheek and sliced it open. Blood oozed down his neck. So much fucking blood. I arched my back as Raine pushed his fingers hard against my core. “Uhhh, just like that. Fuck. Make him fucking bleed.”
“You sick bitch!” Billy wailed at me as I smiled back at him.
Grim dug his finger into the open wound on his cheek and jerked his face toward him. “You wanted to watch. So now you get to fucking watch her cum while we carve you up like the fucking pig you are.”
Billy’s eyes rolled back into his head as he whimpered.
“Don’t let him pass out,” Saint growled.
Poe smacked Billy’s other cheek, snapping him out of his stupor. His eyes widened as he realized he was still trapped in this nightmare. “No. Please. What can I do? I’ll do anything to make this right.”
Raine pinched my clit hard, and my vision blurred. Tingles erupted from my core and spread to every inch of me. My juices spilled down onto his hand as the most intense orgasm I’d ever had rolled through me. “That’s it, little vixen. Let it rain for me.”
My chest heaved as a stunned Billy watched me cum all over Raine’s hand. I locked eyes with him and licked my lips. “Nothing you do will ever make it right.”
Raine attempted to pull my skirt down, but I pushed his hand away and climbed off the bed. With my breasts out and my skirt still up around my waist, I walked to Billy and stood over him. I dragged my finger up my slit and wiped my cum all over his lips. “That’s the last thing you’re ever going to taste,” I rasped.
Billy jerked his head away, sobbing. “I didn’t even do anything that bad to you. Please. I learned my lesson.”
Within seconds Raine was beside me. “Have you, though? I lied, Billy-Boy. I don’t like it when little pricks like you look at my girl.”
Raine grabbed his head and dug his thumbs into his eye sockets. “Still having fun, Billy-Boy?”
Blood trickled down his cheeks as he screamed. “Fuuck! I can’t see!”
Something dark and feral had buried itself inside me. It was a calm rage that had settled into my bones. I took Saint’s knife and held it to Billy’s neck. “You think I don’t know it was you, Billy? That I don’t remember?” I dug the tip of the blade into his throat. “I know it was you who pushed me down the stairs the night of that party. You killed me. There’s no coming back from that.”
He shook his head. “No. You’re right here. You’re not dead. It was an accident. I’m sorry.”
I wiped the blade across my tongue, licking his blood off. “They called the fire that killed my parents an accident too. And we all know now that’s a lie. Oh, Billy… See, I’m very much dead. Took me a while to realize it. But you can’t hurt me anymore. And I’m going to make sure you don’t ever hurt anyone else again.”
He gasped, his mouth open in protest as I drove the knife deep into his neck and dragged it across his flesh, gutting him open.
Billy’s face contorted in horror one last time as blood sprayed from his neck and he choked on his last breath.
“A soul for a soul,” I whispered.
Maureen
