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Chapter Forty-Six
MADDOX
After loading the body into the car, I shut Rory’s door for her and round the hood. I take the Jeep with its blacked out windows and fake license plates so it can’t be traced back to us. This isn’t the first body we’ve dumped, and it sure as fuck won’t be the last. Revving the engine, I pull out onto the street, blasting the heated seats and warm air in an attempt to stop her shivers. Her shaking body makes me grip the wheel tighter. I’m annoyed with myself that she was left alone and angry she was in a position to get hurt, a position where she had to fight for her life and we weren’t there.
Never again.
No one hurts my pet. If she hadn’t killed him, I would have, and it wouldn’t have been as fast nor as kind. He would have suffered for it. I know from the one look I got of him that he’s nothing more than one of our runners—a lowlife drug pusher. He obviously got himself in with the wrong people and thought coming to us for help was a good idea. I need to speak to the doorman and tell him not to let anyone up now that Rory lives here. We usually use the apartments for our people if they need to lay low or become invisible for a few weeks, but no longer, not with her there.
It’s going to be an impenetrable fucking fortress, a castle. And she’s the princess locked up inside of it with the three beasts to protect her.
She’s silent the whole trip, but she eventually stops shaking. I notice the silent tears tracking down her face, and each one is like a killing blow, making all of my emotions triple. The sun starts to set, and by the time I navigate through the woods, it’s pitch black. I flick on the lights and drive to the end of the abandoned dirt road, then I turn off the engine. “Wait here.”
“No, I want to help,” she croaks out, and then looks at me as I stare at her doubtfully. “Please, Maddox.”
Grinding my teeth, I nod and get out. She slips out of the other side, leaving my jacket in her seat as I open the back. I grab the body and dump it about ten feet in, where the lights don’t shine and the dirt is thick. No one runs or even hikes here. It’s dead man’s land. I go back and grab the shovel and supplies we keep in the trunk. When I round the vehicle, I find her with her arms wrapped around herself as she leans against the hood, staring at the body.
“Don’t fucking move,” I demand as I move her to the side and point in her face until she narrows her eyes. There’s finally a spark of life coming back into those green orbs, and it settles my concern.
“I’m not a dog,” she snaps, making me grin. My girl is still in there.
Ignoring her, I rip off my shirt and hand it to her, loving her gasp as I grab the shovel and start to dig. It’s silent, except for the sound of the shovel hitting the ground and the dirt being tossed. When the hole is deep enough, almost to my shoulders, I jump out, grab the body, and toss it in. Panting, I wipe my forehead and then start to refill the hole.
No one will learn what my girl did. Her secret dies with us.
Once he’s buried, I pat the ground back down and cover it with leaves and twigs so it doesn’t look disturbed.
Leaning into the shovel, I stare at my pet. I have all this anger, all this worry and emotion I don’t know how to control. I hate that, so I take control of the only thing I can—her. She hasn’t spoken the entire time, but now those green eyes turn to me. Fear and desire flash within them as the night closes in around us. Her gaze roams down my chest to my cock as she licks her lips, gripping my shirt like a lifeline.
“Sir,” she starts, her breath turning to a chilled mist in the cold November air. If she said anything else, I might have let her go free, but with that one word, I know exactly what I’m going to do. The desire surging through me is too much to ignore. Her eyes flicker back to the grave again as I watch.
“Run,” I snarl.
She blinks, dragging her gaze from the overturned earth. “W-What?” she asks, looking confused. The lights of the Jeep shine into the forest, and the moon glows bright in the black sky. I have plans, dirty depraved plans. She’s alone with me, a sick motherfucker who wants nothing more than to rip her clothes away and fuck her in the dirt with her blood soaked body beneath me. I’m ready to finish what we started last time…to make good on all those things I’ve learned.
I know she’s aroused by force, at the idea of being taken without permission.
My little pet likes to play games, and I’m going to play one with her tonight. I’ll fuck all this madness out of myself and into her, and no one will be around to save her from me.
Dropping the shovel, I don’t stop moving until I’m standing before her. I yank my shirt from her hand and toss it to the ground, narrowing my eyes. She leans into me without realizing it and shivers. “I said run. Now. Because when I catch you, I’m going to fuck you, make you scream and fight.” I seize her chin in a firm grip and hold her gaze hostage. “There will be no one to hear you, no one to stop me from sinking this huge cock into that wet little cunt.”
She stumbles back, her eyes wide, even as her breathing picks up. A blush starts creeping across her cheeks until it stains her chest. She wants that. She wants me to chase her and fuck her in the dirt like an animal, forcing her to take my cock. I groan and close my eyes.
“Last warning—run. You have a ten-second head start,” I snarl, clenching my hands into fists at my sides.
I breathe through my nose, trying to calm myself. There’s silence, and then I hear her start to run. I count, but when I get to eight, I can’t wait anymore. My eyes snap open and I search the tree line, finding her not far in. Arms swinging, legs pumping, she glances over her shoulder, and I see genuine fear mixed with lust in those big, bright eyes. With a smirk, I burst into a sprint.
Chasing my pet.
Someone got off of her leash.
She cries out, turns, and almost falls. Closing the distance between us, I pick her up and spank her to set her off again, chuckling when she huffs and spins left and starts to run, ducking between trees and leaping over roots. She’s moving faster this time, playing the game.
I chase her, making her switch directions. I’m always one step behind her, taunting her and letting her know she’s mine any time I want. But she ducks through a bush I can’t get through, and I have to go around. By the time I get past it, she’s nowhere in sight. She isn’t that fast, but there are a lot of trees here. The wet earth squishes under my boots, the soggy ground denting as I walk. I see her footprints among the moss and leaves and follow them to the right, where I find a patch of five or so trees.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are, pet,” I call, and when there isn’t a reaction, my smile grows. My cock is rock solid now, and I know exactly what’s going to happen when I find her.
I move closer to the trees, stepping past the ones I don’t think she’s behind before stopping next to the second tree on the right.
