Page 38 of Mutual Prey

“Is it? You never knew any sort of affection but your Daddy’s, who’s trained you into a killing machine and who was planning to kill you—and don’t tell me you don’t know, deep down, that it’s the truth. You don’t think in terms of love and hate. You think in terms of killing… and killing. You wanted me to fixate on you, no matter what form it took, because you were fixated on me. And that just means the world to me, baby girl.”

I shake my head, trying to find the words to deny it. But in my energy-less, well-spanked state, nothing comes to mind. Except for a tiny pinprick of a voice, deep inside me, that tells methere isn’t a single lie in anything he’s just said.

“Well?” he prompts. “You know what to say.”

He pulls his hand away, and I whimper in regret. Then I huff out a heavy sigh.

“Fine.Fine.Please… Daddy… may I have your cock?”

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“Finn. Can you stop? Can you let me concentrate?”

“You can concentrate while bouncing on my cock, baby.”

I sigh, continuing to go through Finn’s scribbled notes, fact checking them on my phone, while I do exactly that—bounce on his cock.

He’s taken me to his place, thoughplaceis a big word for the ugly motel room he’s staying in in Oakley.

Oakley is the neighboring town to Astley, but you wouldn’t know it. Whereas Astley is affluent, home to the formidable Devil Company, Oakley is nothing but… the slums. I guess it makes sense Finn would be staying here. He probably can’t afford a nice place after having wasted five years in jail.

Maybe I should feel bad about that, but, well, whatever.

“Damn, your pussy’s tight,” grunts Finn, each of his thrusts making my eyes water.

But for once, I’m far more interested in my work than in the orgasm that’s slowly building in me.

“What about Cotton?” I ask at last, my voice breaking as my core clenches, and I feel my pussy spasm around his cock.

“Fuck!” He changes positions abruptly, and I squeal in a very un-Cass-like way. I’d been sitting on his lap, my back against his chest, and now, he tosses me on the bed so I’m on all fours, his cock still in me, so that he can pound into me harder.

“Fuck, fuck! My notes! Oooh, fuck! Daddy!” The orgasm that’s been threatening rolls over me, and I shudder helplessly in its throes.

“They’remynotes,” he groans, and then he pulls out and I feel his seed fall on my ass. “Fuck, baby.Fuck.” He smacks my now wet cheeks, and I whimper.

“You’re going to have to stop doing that, Finn, or I swear, soon, I won’t have an ass left.”

“Yeah, well, that’s your fault. If you hadn’t injected me…” He drags me back up, cum and all, onto his lap, and his hand finds its usual place against my pussy. “Now you’re just going to have to walk around ass-less.”

“And pussy-less, I guess,” I sigh, as he starts to stroke my folds absentmindedly. “So? What about Cotton?”

“Yeah, he didn’t do it.”

“How is that possible?”

“Look—none of the research papers he wrote have anything to do with either Valeron or Synaptrex. Hecan’thave stolen your research. He must have stolen your Daddy’s. Cotton should never have been on your list in the first place, baby. Honestly, for a brilliant science prodigy, your lack of research skills astounds me.”

“Idohave research skills, Finn! But… but… I trusted my…” I bite my lip, unwilling to call the man who adopted me bythatname again.

“Yeah, well, you’re just going to have to trust your new Daddy, aren’t you?”

He speeds up his massage, and my body clenches with the effort of not giving in to the sensations. If this continues, my mind is going to break. I need to stay sharp.

“So, Cotton shouldn’t have been on your list,” drawls Finn. “Which means Idon’tneed to be on your list. Which means—”

“You should’ve told me that before. I could have killed you!”

“Not a chance. But it was cute to see you try.”