Page 91 of Sole Survivor


Font Size:  

I take Nathan’s hands and rub them over the blood, making sure it’s on his hands, before I lift one to my mouth and bitedown savagely on the skin between the thumb and forefinger. He howls but doesn’t have the strength to fight me. His whole body twitches and spasms as Valen digs his fingers into my hips and fucks me brutally. There’s more pain than pleasure, but that doesn’t mean I’m not enjoying it. On the contrary, I feel like the queen of the world right now.

I lift my hands and grip Nathan’s hair, yanking hard as I feel his cock harden underneath me. It pisses me off, so I pull harder, thinking back to that night so long ago when I thought for a few moments that he had come to rescue me. Instead, he took the worst night of my life and turned it into a living nightmare.

“Ready?” Valen snarls at me.

I nod as he rains down slap after slap after slap across my chest, leaving my breasts feeling like they are on fire.

“Valen,” I whisper, his eyes coming to mine filled with anger and remorse. “Fuck me, baby. You hurt me so good.”

With a snarl, he wraps his hands around my neck and squeezes. I come the instant my airway is blocked off. And still, he chokes me. He squeezes until I’m teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. Only then does he let go.

I suck in a painful gasp of air, but it doesn’t last long before he yanks me off of Nathan’s lap and shoves me to my knees. I open my mouth and choke again when he shoves his cock down my throat and comes. I gag and choke but manage to stay calm and swallow down his hot, salty cum.

He slips his cock from between my lips before getting to his knees in front of me and kissing my lips softly, tasting himself. “I fucking love you, but don’t ever ask me to hurt you again,” he hisses.

I reach up and cup his face. “I’m sorry, but it’s almost over now.”

“You have the photo?”

I nod. The photo I brought with me is of me and my sister. We were maybe twelve or thirteen years old just before our relationship changed.

“I’ll take care of it. I have your back door key to plant in his room, and the missing vials of Sono-d too.” He rests his forehead against mine for a moment and takes a deep breath.

“You dosed his juice?”

“Yeah. He drank it all.”

“I’ll pour a little more and spike it with Sono-d. It will mask the flunitrazepam.” Something he found out about during his drug trialing that only aided our plan today.

“Do what you need to do. I’ll be waiting for you.”

I kiss him again and stay on my knees as he gets dressed and hands me a filled syringe he pulls from his pocket before he walks away without a backward glance.

I slide it under the edge of the sofa before I climb to my feet, my legs feeling like Jello. Nathan’s eyes follow me as I walk to the bookcase on the far wall. I reach up and grab Nathan’s service revolver he put up there earlier. I make sure the safety is on and walk toward him, staying out of reach as I take him in.

“You’re the worst offender—a sinner who pretends to be a saint.” I swing the gun down at an angle and smack myself hard in the face with it.

He blinks rapidly as I curse. “Motherfucker, that hurt,” I complain before doing it again, feeling the skin across my cheek split. I pause only when I hear the front door open and quietly close as Valen leaves.

“In a few minutes, Valen will place an anonymous call to the police about screaming coming from this address. Your colleagues will flock here. Nothing will make a cop move faster than another cop in trouble. Won’t they be surprised by what they find?”

I knock the chair over and shove the coffee table out of the way. Stepping between Nathan’s legs, I bring my hand up and rake my nails across his face, making him bleed much like Valen did with my ribs.

“Do you know what really pisses me off? That while my memory was gone, I really did think you were a good guy. I put my trust in you. Let you hold me and kiss me, not remembering that you almost destroyed me. I feel dirty all over again.”

His breath hitches. “I’m sorry.”

“Me too. More than you’ll ever know. But sorry doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t undo what was done to me. So now we come full circle. It’s just you and me, like it was all those years ago.”

I slide the safety off and see his muscles tense in preparation. His fingers twitch, and his eyes go wide, making me realize the drugs have almost completely worn off.

The sound of sirens in the distance makes me smile. The second I look toward the window, Nathan dives at me. But I’m ready for him. I raise the gun and fire a second before he makes contact and knocks me off my feet.

My head hits the floor hard enough for me to see stars. Nathan gurgles above me as warm liquid spills over my face and down my chest. I look into Nathan’s terrified eyes and realize the bullet hit his throat, not his head like I’d intended. His hands come up and squeeze my face, scratching at my eyes with the last of his strength before he collapses on top of me.

I fumble for a second, panicking at his dead weight, making it hard for me to breathe.

I roll him off me and grope for the syringe. I pull the cap off with my teeth and move down Nathan’s body, lifting his foot to my lap. I angle the needle between his toes and push the sondo-d into his system. I search for the condom I placed on the floor earlier. I tear open the end and rub Nathan’s cum into the sparsehair above my pussy, pushing more of it inside me with my fingers.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com