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I’m also throbbing in my pants. My piercing grazes my boxer briefs. Her willingness to run headfirst into danger and actually loving it… Damn.
“You are by far…” I wipe my filthy hand on my jacket, gripping her chin and tilting her head up to me. “The most deviant, perfect little thing. I’m dying to fuck you. Be inside you. Anywhere in any hole. If you tell me you want my dick in your ear, baby, that’s where I’ll put it.”
“What the fuck?” I hear Christopher behind me.
Next, the sound of Killian’s fist connecting to his face echoes in the room. Such a satisfying crunch.
Preston, unlike his associate, doesn’t make a sound. He’s dead. Has to be.
I don’t care about either of them. I’m waiting for Amara’s response. She’s studying me, breaking from my hold to give Killian the same scrutiny.
When she seeks my gaze again, specks of gold glitter in her brown eyes. “I’ll remember your ear promise, Carter.”
“Where can I fuck you, then?” I move my free hand to her back, pressing her to me, grinding my cock to her stomach. “Don’t keep me waiting, pet, or I’ll take you however I fucking please.”
Killian growls, turned on from watching us. From the smell of blood and the gore around us. Just like me. And apparently, just like Amara.
“Kill him first.” She moans while jerking her head to Christopher. “I’ll wait naked for you two.”
I twist my head to Killian and the wide-eyed, bleeding Christopher. He’s seen some messed-up shit in his life. At least he thought he had. Until he met us. The realization fills me with an immense sense of pride for the people we are.
“Security will get antsy soon,” Killian warns, though his hungry gaze means he doesn’t give a shit about anyone barging in.
“Too bad.” Amara winks at him. “I guess that means you’ll have to kill him fast.”
“I should, shouldn’t I?” Killian crouches to grip Christopher by the hair, raising and bashing his head against the floor for the millionth time today.
Blood splashes onto Killian’s shoes. I bet Christopher’s brain has turned to mush.
I can’t take my eyes off Killian. From the way he looks at Amara and how he changes before us the longer Christopher grunts in pain. Kill’s expression darkens, reminding me of the sickness I recognize in myself.
The lust is there, sure. That’s not all, though. The need to draw blood is there. Inflict pain. Play with his toys.
“Then again, fuck the shoulds.” Killian reaches for a large, sharp shard from the broken vase on the floor, his lips hiking to the side. “We’ll barrel the door. I’m owed this vengeance.” He yanks Christopher’s head so the pale-eyed man stares death right in the eye. “You threatened me. You threatened my stepson. You threatened Amara. That’s three strikes, you miserable lowlife. You’re done.”
Fuck, I don’t want to get in his way. But another second of me not sinking my teeth into either him or Amara, and I’ll lose my fucking mind.
Since Killian’s busy, our beautiful lady it is.
She cries out the same moment Christopher does.
Only difference is that the former enjoys herself.
The latter is being stabbed by Killian.
My teeth are fixed into Amara’s shoulder over her O scar, my gaze and Amara’s never leaving Killian. As he lifts the shard, shoves it into Christopher’s temple, further and further until it comes out on the other end. Through his eye.
Christopher’s eyeball pokes out, his body convulsing. The hitman foams at the mouth, trembling uncontrollably in Killian’s hold. A delicious sucking sound wafts into my expectant ears when Killian pulls out the shard.
Amara clutches at my shoulders, her fingernails digging into my biceps. “Please, Carter. Let me see.”
I give her what she’s begging for, letting go of her shoulder and manhandling her until she has a good view of Killian. Her ass presses to my cock, my arms are wrapped around her middle.
“Do you like it, pet?” I say loud enough for Killian to hear. For me to realize that it’s real.
Our lady has turned out to be a blend of Killian, me, and of course herself. Beautifully sick, angelic, and perfect.
“Yes,” she whimpers, gripping my hand and bringing it to her pussy. She’s hot, her thighs clenching.
