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He stepped back and allowed enough space between us to lower his head and bite my nipple through my sleep tank.
A cry escaped me as he cupped my breast hard and inflicted more pain. He laughed as he straightened, his nose grazing my cheek. “You’ll learn to watch that smart mouth of yours around me, Ella.”
My chest rose and fell, my breath coming in short bursts as my panties dampened.
“I smell your desire for me. There’s no pretending, little lamb. You want me to do dirty, unthinkable things to your body. Don’t worry. You’re not getting rid of me.” His hand trailed down my side and to the leg opening of my shorts. He slipped a finger beneath them, brushing the fabric of my underwear.
“That’s my dirty bitch, so wet for me.” He massaged my sensitive nub, and I stifled a moan.
My body betrayed me, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I craved him. “You terrify me. That’s the only reason I’m wet. It’s a natural fear response.”
“Tell yourself whatever lie you need to. You’re the only one believing it.” His hand eased inside my panties, and his knuckle brushed over my slit.
I gasped as he expertly played with me. My eyes fluttered closed as he shoved a finger inside me, fucking me roughly.
“For the last year, I watched you get yourself off for the camera, but tonight … tonight, Ella, you’re mine. Don’t deny it. Have you been touching yourself while I’m gone?”
Heat swirled deep in my belly, the delicious tingling coursing through my body as he brought me closer to the edge.
I gritted my teeth, refusing to give him the satisfaction of my orgasm. “You raped me. Why would I want to think about that again?” I wanted to apologize before my mouth landed me in hot water, but the stress of Stephen nearly killing me plus his dead body on my kitchen floor had my mouth running in overdrive.
A dark chuckle escaped Death as he withdrew his hand. “Little lamb, I can’t take what already belongs to me.”
Terror and eagerness warred inside my chest. A part of me wanted him. I wanted this twisted, sick, psychotic man to fuck me senseless and pull me into a world I hadn’t ever experienced.
“Take off your clothes.”
Realizing there was no room for discussion, I discarded my pajamas and tossed them onto the floor. Death grabbed my wrist and dragged me behind him to the kitchen. He picked me up and set me on top of the granite counter, the cold stone chilling my ass cheeks. I focused on the dead man on the floor. Pockets of red had started to congeal.
“Don’t deny that your soul is as dark as mine.” Death backed away, admiring me.
My stomach clenched with nerves as he kneeled next to Stephen. He removed his knife from the sheath on his leg and plunged it into Stephen’s chest. Too terrified to watch, I slammed my eyes closed as I waited for him to finish. A few minutes later, I sensed his presence next to me, and I peeked at him as he sheathed his weapon into his leg holster. Slapping a hand over my mouth, I stifled my scream as Death set Stephen’s heart in my sink. He dragged his fingertips over the organ and through the dripping blood.
Death palmed the organ before he faced me. “You won’t ever disappoint me, will you, little lamb?”
“N-no.” I wasn’t stupid. I understood that the same could happen to me if I ever turned on him. As I stared at the lifeless heart, mine raced at Mach speed.
He flashed me a maniacal smile as he painted my breasts and abdomen with Stephen’s red, sticky substance. I couldn’t pull my attention away as he continued streaking his fingertips through Stephen’s crimson life force. My chest heaved with horror at the gruesome sight in front of me.
“I would give you his dark heart as a trophy, but I can’t leave evidence behind.”
Disgusted, I looked away from the nightmare that was unfolding.
“Open your eyes, little lamb. Your shepherd has brought you to the slaughter.”
I forced them open, hating the feel of his slick fingers on my skin.
“In my world, you celebrate the kill with the person that means the most to you.”
I blinked several times, trying to follow what he’d said. I was the most important person to him.
“Lean back.”
Dazed, I did as he asked. He dug his fingers into my thighs and roughly pulled them apart, then positioned himself between them, his tongue darting through the mouth opening of his mask before he bit the tender inside of my leg. My cry filled the room as tears blurred my vision.
“Pain before pleasure, Ella.” He licked the bite mark before he flattened his tongue and slowly ran it along my slit.
A guttural growl worked up his throat. “You taste better than I ever imagined.”
