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“How?”
He seemed to study the guy, and I took a morbid fascination to the red bubbling between his lips.
“What has been your favorite death of all time, princess?”
I smiled to myself, remembering one of the first bodies I’d ever worked on as I continued to find fascination in the little blood bubbles.
“It was one of my first bodies. He’d gotten off from so many rape cases all because his dad or someone had money. When he came in, he was cut up like swiss cheese, and the best part? It had been slow and painful until they slit his neck. He’d been drained.”
Before I could comprehend what Xander was doing, he grabbed the guy and pulled him over to one of the tables. Theguy gurgled something, but Xander pulled the blade from his neck and finished the guy by slitting his throat completely.
“This table drains into that bin?”
I nodded and watched the blood flowing.
“Good. So much easier to clean up. I have a few guys coming by that will take care of this. But for the moment? Enjoy. Did you know this one?”
Did I? Yes.
“Yeah. If Ripple wasn’t in here coming on to me, then it was him. Little T. I think it stood for Timmy or something. He was a real asshole. He was one of the reasons I enrolled in the free self-defense program at the community center.”
The sound of a growl is what pulled me away from watching the life drain completely from the guy’s eyes.
“He touched you?”
I looked back at Little T and waited for guilt or sadness to hit me, but I just nodded to Xander and found myself finding a peace at seeing him die.
“Then I’m glad I killed him. No one touches you. No one touches you but me,” he growled as he placed his hands on my waist and pulled me against him.
“You understand me? No one. I just declared war on the Vipers, and I don’t regret it. I won’t ever regret anything when it comes to you.”
His lips claimed mine hard and rough and fast. I shouldn’t be turned on with someone still very clearly dying not the table, but fuck if I didn’t let Xander pull me up and wrap my legs around his waist.
One second, we were in the main room, and the next, I was on the desk in the little office.
“Tell me there are no cameras here,” he said as he untied the drawstring of my scrub bottoms.
“No. No cameras in here.”
His lips were back on mine as he yanked at my bottoms. My bare ass cooled as it rested on the desk. I’d worry about that later. Or maybe I didn’t care one bit. His lips pulled away for a second, and that was far too long. I reached for his scrubs and yanked them down, releasing him and all his glory.
Desire was all I knew right now. He’d killed someone for me. Hurt someone else, and all because he wanted to. For me.
His hands rested on either side of my face, and the starving look, although still there, seemed to war with something else. His thumb traced the side of my mouth before he pressed his mouth to mine as his hands made their way down my body.
A moment later, he yanked me to the edge of the desk where he slid between my thighs as I gladly spread them for him.
“You make me crazy,” he said against my lips a second before his thickness slid between my already wet folds.
I moaned at the stretch of my sore entrance as he slid into me in one quick thrust.
“Yes, crazy,” was all I could answer as he held my hips and used my body.
“No one can have you,” he said between one thrust and the next.
I was already so sore, so sensitive, and already feeling that invisible buildup inside me. The pressure building in my belly as he continued to thrust inside me quick and dirty. My hands wrapped into his scrubs as I lost my grip on reality and let myself shatter around him on his next thrust.
It might have been seconds or minutes as he fucked me harder and harder and I was lost in my own pleasure. His forehead was on mine, and I realized that his cock was pulsing as he came within me again.
