I rolled my eyes and turned around, letting the water sluice down the back of my head, along my spine. My gaze snagged on the CO in the corner. Darling was here, his eyes scanning the room, not stopping on me, not pausing for a second as they moved, dragging over each of us.
I was still covered in his cum, rehydrating it under this pathetic shower, and he wouldn’t even give me a second’s glance?
I turned to Meth Teeth and made my decision. “He told me she was a bad lay, that you all are. He said if I want, he’ll only supply me from now on because my pussy’s so good.”
Her nostrils flared, fists clenched. We were both naked, so it lost some of its effectiveness, but I pushed on anyway.
“Mandy is a fucking troll and I plan to starve her out, take over for myself,” I lied, gritting my teeth. “The time has definitely come to push all you meth head fuckers out.”
That did it. She growled, screeched, and lunged for me. I laughed as she grabbed my hair and slammed me back on the tiled wall. It pushed her under the spray of water, so I shoved her head up, making it pour over her face, in her nose and spluttering mouth.
“Tell Mandy I said she’s a piece of shit!” I cried, shoving the inmate hard. She was about the same size as me, so neither of us really had the upper hand, butshe shifted her weight, the more adept prison fighter, and clawed her fingers between my lips.
I bit down hard, shaking my head like a dog until she tugged herself away.The sight of her shock had me cackling.
Then we were on the floor, feet slipping, bodies twisting, as we fought to win. None of the guards came to stop us; none of the other prisoners did anything but watch and jeer.
Fights were par for the course here.
While she was on top of me, fist raised to punch me again, I scrambled for her discarded soap, slamming it up into her face as her blow landed across my cheek.
I saw red, swimming and blotchy, as she fell off me with a grunt, scraping the soap from her mouth, her eyes. I crowded over her, straddled her, rubbed the soap in even harder. Made sure to get it all the way into her eyes again, to shove it deep into her mouth while she spluttered and cried. Bubbles spewed from between her lips.
Such a simple thing.
It would be so easy to continue.
I’d never killed a woman, but this bag of mixed nuts might be a good place to start.It didn’t make me nauseous, either, which was something I didn’t want to confront.
She tried to buck me off her, her eyes frozen shut in pain and her lips and teeth all foamy, but I held on tight, debating my next move. I raised my hand to wrap it around her throat, when fingers encircled my wrist, halting me. Tight and strong. I recognized who it was right away and my stupid body reacted. Relaxed.
“Stop now, little killer,” CO Darling’s voice whispered at my ear. He was close, crouching, his lips tickling my lobe. Either he’d come out of nowhere, or I’d been so wrapped up in what I was about to do…
My skin shivered where his touch was, zapping all the way up my arm and reminding me of all the things he’d done to me. I turned to him, Meth Teeth still squirming between my thighs.
“I’m all soapy and cum-covered,” I told him, whispering right back. “She pissed me off.”
“Look around, little killer,” he demanded, and I did. We were alone. Just me, Meth Teeth and CO Darling.Showers weren’t running; we had no audience. My belly squeezed. Did he make everyone leave?
I could kill her. And he’d let me.
I rocked my hips without meaning to, seeking any friction I could. I craved Darling’s hands on me, guiding me. Joining me. I wanted to maim his body and fuck it too.
“Get up.” His words were icy, powerful, and I obeyed, rising from the woman who’d attacked, stepping away from her and returning to under the shower, never taking my eyes off Darling as the cooling water washed over my head, dripped down my body. The cold made me shudder, but I never turned away.
He remained on his knees, one of them now pressing down on a whining Meth Teeth, and he watched me right back, his attention far from the woman pinned beneath him.
He watched me turn the soap on myself, rub it all over my body, lather my tits, my stomach, slide fingers between my slick pussy lips and swirl. His gaze never shifted from what my hands were doing, even as Meth Teeth’s fight ebbed away.
CO Darling witnessed me wash his essence down the drain, and all I could think was, I craved more. I wanted him covering me again.
But this time, fresh from the source. His cock, spurting over my face, rubbing into my hair, drowning me. His eyes glimmered, because he was thinking the same, the heat in his eyes roaming over my body made that obvious.
Maybe making him think he had the power was the best trick of all?
We stayed like that, me under the shower, him leaning on my attacker, for only a few minutes, but each one of them was electric, promises and visions of what we could do passing between us.
But it shattered. When Meth Teeth relented and let go of consciousness, her body going slack. CO Darling broke his gaze from mine and moved his fingers to her neck, checking her pulse.
