Page 22 of Grave Secrets

“For you to remain breathing,” Viktor barks out a laugh. “This isn’t a negotiation. Chris is going to be handled, and you are done with this idea of you having her. I have the support of Andre DeLuca and Alan Barnes. I promise, this will not end well for you.”

“I see,” he says, glancing up at Alan. “Well… I will be on my way. Can someone send me confirmation of his death?”

“I’ll do you one better, Hector. You can stay and watch,” Viktor says with a smirk that tells me he is up to something. Hector moves off to the side, and Carlo comes over to us. “Ron?”

“Yes, Boss?” a man replies.

“Bring Christopher out here. Make sure his restraints have his arms behind his back and are secure,” Viktor says before turning to me. “Are you ready to have some fun, my love?”

“Yes,” I say with a shy smile. He grins as he cups my face to gently kiss me.

I turn to see Christopher being led out. He looks unharmed, but I know that won’t last long. When Christopher sees me, genuine shock crosses his face. “Ada. You’re…”

Without even thinking, I ball my fist up and punch him. He grunts as his head snaps back. It’s not enough, so I hit him again. Viktor grabs me when I am about to hit him for a third time and turns me to him. He cups my face and presses his forehead against mine. I close my eyes and breathe for a second, getting my emotions under control. When I am calm again, I pull back and look at Chris. Carlo has placed an O-ring gag in his mouth so his jaw is forced open. I glance at Viktor, and he winks at me.

“Put him on his back,” Viktor says. Ron kicks the back of Chris’ legs, and he goes tumbling to the ground with a grunt. Viktor then turns back to me. “My love…”

“Yes?” I say with a smile.

“Give me your panties,” he says deviously. I laugh, but I do as I’m asked, reaching up my dress to hook my fingers in the band of my panties. He watches me as I drag them down my thighs. When the lace hits the ground, he leans down and helps me step out of them. I laugh out loud when he turns and stuffs them in Chris’ mouth.

“Carlo, make sure he stays put,” Viktor says. “My sweet Ada… Do you trust me, love?”

“Always,” I say.

“Straddle his lap, but stay up on your knees,” he says. I’m not sure what he is planning, but I do it anyway. As I go down, Ron and Carlo place pillows to either side of his hips so I can kneel on them instead of the concrete. Chris looks freaked out, and rightfully so. “Now, bend over and place your hands to either side of his head.”

I do as he says and bring myself down. Chris has fear in his eyes, and that is the happiest he’s ever made me. When Viktor kneels behind me to straddle his legs, I realize what he is doing. Carlo and Ron are close by, but I am instantly swept away by Viktor’s touch when he slowly runs his hands up my hips to pull my dress up. He smacks my ass hard with both hands and squeezes before I hear his pants unzip.

“Oh fuck,” I groan when Viktor slowly fills me with his cock.

“Who owns this pretty cunt, my love?” Viktor asks, pushing deep.

“Oh, God. You do,” I moan.

“Tell him, my love. Tell him who fucks you better,” Vik commands softly as he fucks me harder.

“Fuck, he’s so much better. He’s so deep. Oh my God,” I moan. “You’ve never fucked me this good.”

“Good girl, Ada,” Vik praises as he pounds into me harder and harder. Chris groans under me, and I laugh.

“Pathetic,” I choke out. “Always too quick to come.”

“Say your piece, my love. It’s time for him to go.” Viktor says.

“He doesn’t deserve my peace,” I moan. “Oh God, that’s so fucking good.”

Viktor takes my hands, wrapping them around Chris’ throat, and keeps his hands on my arms as he starts to slam into me so hard that my moans and screams echo through the building. I am gripping tightly to his throat, and I am resting my weight on him as Viktor overwhelms me with pleasure. Chris is thrashing under me, but his movement causes him to unintentionally rub against my clit.

“Oh, fuck. Yes!” I moan, squeezing tighter so his thrashing becomes more erratic. Viktor pulls my hands off for just a few seconds before returning them. He continues this cycle of letting him breathe and then having me cut off his air. Eventually, he doesn’t pull me back. He continues to fuck me ruthlessly hard as he holds tightly to my hips. I am fully aware that I am killing Chris, but I want to come. I need to come. My orgasm explodes out of me as his body goes completely limp. Viktor doesn’t stop, and I keep my grip tight. After another orgasm bursts out of me, Viktor groans and shoves deep to come, filling me.

After a few seconds of me trying to catch my breath, Viktor helps me up. Chris is most definitely dead, and he came himself before he did it. “Is that good enough for you, Hector?” Viktor asks.

“Uh… yeah. I’d say that’s… We are good, man,” Hector says. We watch as he and the men he brought with him leave.

“Burn his body and flush his ashes,” Viktor says to Ron.

“Yes, sir,” Ron says with a nod.