Page 70 of Burn For Me

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and pictured what this pretty little redhead would look like laid out on the ground naked and screaming as I slowly burned parts of her body to ash as she watched it happen. I could almost see the white bone left behind in the darkness of the char and the look of unbridled terror in her eyes as the missing body part didn’t kill her. Imagining the smoke rising around me and coating my clothes in the rich scent of her burning flesh made me shiver and my hips rock forward. Anyone else would’ve thought that the scent was as horrible as a rotting corpse, but not me. It was a sweet heaven that I wanted to roll around in forever.

“Oh, yeah,” I groaned out as the scene continued to play out behind my eyes and my cock repeatedly slid down the girl’s throat.

My eyes snapped open as a seemingly impossible orgasm ripped from my body. I reached over the girl’s head to lean on the wall, taking the girl by surprise as I splashed her in the face in the middle of switching to Chase’s cock. She squealed but smiled, quickly slipping my cock into her mouth to suck out the remaining spurts of the load to swallow it down. She moaned and sucked hard.

As the last drops fell from the tip and her tongue licked them up, I panted hard, resting my head on my arm against the disgusting brick wall to catch my breath.

“Mmm, you taste good. It was worth the extra effort.”

She still had a hold of my cock as it deflated, but I was too spent to be bothered about forcing her to let go. She took my dick along for the ride as she rocked back and forth, continuing to suck Chase into her mouth.

“Oh fuck, yeah, take it, bitch. Take it all,” Chase said, his voice gruff. I glanced over to see his face contorted in pleasure as he grabbed her head and jammed his cock into her mouth hard while his fingers pulled on handfuls of her hair. “That’s it, yes! Fucking slut!”

As I watched, Chase started to come down her throat, but on the second spray of his release, he yanked his cock from her mouth and showered the girl on her face, with one last spurt aimed at her tits. She giggled and held her mouth open while rubbing the liquid around on her cleavage, which at some point had gotten pulled out of the top of her shirt.

There was this brief moment where I couldn’t help thinking how fucked up this all was, and how ironic that thought was coming from me.

“Can we do it again? I want my pussy fucked,” the girl said, slowly stroking the two softening cocks in her hands.

“No,” Chase said, pulling his cock away. I followed suit, both of us stuffing ourselves back into our pants. Chase leaned down and gripped the girl’s chin. “You ready for your reward?” She nodded, one hand dipping between her legs to rub at herself under her short skirt. She had way too much enthusiasm for what the situation warranted. “Very good. My friend here is going to have some fun with you, and I get to watch.”

The girl looked into my eyes—murderous eyes—and swallowed hard as she shrank away.

“I’ll be right back,” I said before making my way over to the truck and my duffel bag of toys inside of it. I paused as I passed the truck bed and then decided to grab the red jerry can I’d taken from Adalyn’s.

I marched my way back up the alley to where Chase was leaning casually against the wall. The girl had finally caught on that her life was still in danger and was begging for her life. She was offering all sorts of depraved favors along with promises to turn against her gang for him. Apparently, loyalty only ran so deep.

“Grab her,” I said, and the girl screamed as Chase bent down, easily picked her up, and held her in a vise-like hold. “Do you want to be able to hear her scream?” I asked.

Chase looked at me, a malicious smirk pulling up one side of his face.

“Oh, fuck yeah, I do.”

Grabbing the rope that I’d used to tie Adalyn down to the bed earlier, I managed to tie her hands together even though she put up a valiant effort to fight off Chase. There was no getting out of this. The Reaper had found her this night.

Her feet were next, and I gripped her legs hard to get the rope wrapped around her ankles so she could stand but not walk or run. The best she could do was bunny hop around, and the image that created in my mind made me laugh. I looked around the alley and spotted a large dumpster. Pulling on the black leather gloves of my trade, I marched over to the dumpster and pulled out a half dozen bags so there would be just enough room for her to stand in the middle of the big box of rotting trash.

“Put her in here,” I said, pointing to the hole I’d just made. I liked the fact that Chase didn’t question—he seemed to be genuinely curious about the entire process and was an eager student.

“Please, no. Spider, don’t do this. I can help you. I can be useful, I promise. I can fuck you whenever you want, and I’m good at stealing things. You name it, and I can get it. Please, please, please,” she begged as more tears and makeup continued to trail down her face. At this point, I had no idea where the makeup was even coming from and had to wonder if her eyes were simply producing it at this point.

“You’re a Reaper. I don’t make deals with Reapers,” Chase said as he tossed her into the hole feet first. The steel dumpster came up to her shoulders, so all we could easily see was her head poking out of the top of the bin like a comical little gopher.

“What if I switch to your club? What if I get you valuable information about the Reapers to help you destroy them?”

Even I knew that was a stupid question without Chase having to say anything. Chase shook his head, glaring at the girl.

“Last fucking thing I need is a disloyal piece of shit like you in my club. If you can turn against them so easily, what would stop you from doing the same thing to me?”

I opened the gasoline can and poured it all over the trash in the dumpster as her screams for help echoed down the alley. A smattering of fuel landed on the girl in a few places, but for the most part, I tried to make sure it didn’t hit her—it would prolong the process that way. This would cause the most fear and suffering possible, and that was exactly what Chase was looking to see.

“Please,” she whimpered, her eyes finding mine.

“You’re begging the wrong devil. I live to see you burn.” Clicking on the same propane torch as earlier, I tossed it onto the pile of trash. It was almost as therapeutic as what I’d done to Adalyn. To kill this random woman while destroying all the items I’d used to hurt Adalyn—it was like she’d stepped in to become the final sacrifice.

There was a sudden whoosh as the flames all around the girl rose high into the air. I noticed Chase step away from the extreme heat, but for me, it felt like home. The flames and the fire were my only family, and I watched them dance and waver as they looked for their promised feast.

Her hair caught fire first, and the horror in her eyes became frantic as all of that bright red hair stood up and wavered like billowing curtains in the wind as it was wreathed in flames. When the screams turned into shrieks of pain, my cock twitched again even though it had no business even bothering to try to get hard. She thrashed around inside the dumpster, her limbs banging into the steel walls until her body finally fell silent. I became transfixed by her eyes as they liquified and were eaten away, leaving nothing more than two blackened sockets.