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He then wordlessly turned around and pulled a familiar knife from his back pocket.

“I’ll finish it,” he said, taking up my prior position. Without preamble, the tip of the blade met her gums and began to dig in. Suddenly finding her voice, she squealed like a pig being slaughtered. Romero held a handful of her hair to keep her head still.

Neither of us was affected by her sobs.

The sounds she made while choking on blood were an indication that Romero was doing something right. He cut his way into the whole top portion of her mouth, mutilating the gums in a way that the pliers never could.

I watched without commentary. This woman skinned people alive. In my opinion, what we were doing was child’s play, mercy she didn’t deserve. I even felt a little vigilante.

Rome stopped after he finished the bottom, accepting his cloth back to wipe off his own hands and the knife.

Her mouth looked like it had been put through a paper shredder.

She’d passed out from the pain when he started on the right portion of her gums.

Romero dropped his cloth to the floor and then nodded his head toward the door.

“Why are you leaving her alive?” I asked, walking towards the exit.

“I’m letting her suffer for a little bit. I’ll off her

in the morning.”

I nodded and entered back into the hall, heading straight for the dark stairwell. I felt better, more clear-headed. The violence gave me peace.

Romero grabbed my hand and linked our fingers together. I was half-way up the first set of stairs, walking slightly ahead of him when I abruptly stopped and turned around. I smiled happily at him.

“Thank you for that.”

He let go of my hand and cupped my chin, His soulless eyes held mine, drowning me in their endless depths.

“Don’t ever thank me for shit like that.

I told you, you’re mine, and that makes me yours. It’s my job to handle anyone who hurts or disrespects you.”

I rolled my lips together and placed my hand over his. Rising on my tiptoes, I brought our mouths together, and he instantly responded, letting my tongue through to explore.

Cupping the back of his neck, I nipped at his lower lip, letting out a small gasp when without warning he forced me to sit down on the stairs. I giggled like a fucking girl when he roughly started tugging my pants down.

“Ugh, what are you doing to me?” I groaned.

“I haven’t done anything yet.” He reared back and flashed me a devious smile. “I’m going to make you come in my mouth, and then I’m going to fuck you in this stairwell.”

“Can you let me pretend to be mad at you for five minutes?”

“No.” He removed everything in his way before placing his hands on my knees, spreading my legs so far apart it burned.

His eyes met mine, and then he was burying his face between my thighs. He dragged his tongue from back to front, circling it around my clit. I lost count of how many times he did that before plunging it inside me.

“Your pussy is a fucking narcotic,” he growled, hooking my legs over his shoulders, holding them in place with his hands clamped around my thighs.

“Fuck, Rome,” I moaned and grabbed the back of his neck, bucking my hips uncontrollably against his face while trying to push his tongue deeper.

He slightly lifted away with a soft chuckle, his warm breath fanning over my sensitive nub a second before his mouth closed around it and two fingers slipped inside me. His teeth gently bit down. I cursed and let his hair go to grab his shoulders as an orgasm came rushing in out of nowhere.

He continued to pump his digits in and out of my pussy, massaging my clit with his mouth as I writhed against him.

I was still trying to come down when he rose up, sucked his fingers into his mouth, and then partially slid down his jeans.

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