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“You wanted your cock sucked didn’t you, Mitch?” he asked. Still holding the cock in his hand as he stared at his abuser. “Open wide.”
Noah grabbed his chin and forced open his mouth. With his other, he fed Mitch his cock. “Don’t forget to deep throat.”
Once he had lodged the cock so deep in Mitch’s mouth that he started to choke on it, Noah got to his feet. The blade was still in his hands, and he cleaned off the blood onto his jeans.
Taking the stairs, he followed the sounds of Skye’s screaming.
He felt so … detached. It was strange how easy that was.
Once he cleared the stairs, he stood, waiting, hearing Denison’s muffled voice.
Noah was quiet as he crossed the hallway. Putting his ear to each door, he waited. When he couldn’t hear them, he moved onto the next one, until finally, he found the door. Trying the handle slowly, he knew it was locked.
That son of a bitch!
Skye let out a scream and gasp.
“You fucking bitch.”
The sound of flesh hitting flesh was enough to drive Noah insane. The only reason they were there was because of him.
Bringing the full force of his body against the door, he slammed into it. The door crashed open, the lock flicking off.
Skye was on the floor. Blood was on her face, and then he saw Denison over her.
Rage flooded Noah.
Without a word, he was on Denison. The blade in his grip easily slid into his neck.
Over and over again he pressed the blade against his flesh, slicing him open. There was nothing left as he stood back and realized he had killed Denison and he was covered in blood.
Still holding the knife, he went to Skye.
The princess dress he’d gotten for her was torn off her body.
Removing his shirt, he wrapped it around her, and he lifted her up into his arms.
“Noah, please, don’t leave me.”
“Never.”
“I bit his cock,” she said. “He was trying to choke me, and I hated him calling me a whore and a slut, so I bit it off.”
“Good. I cut Mitch’s off.”
“You did?”
“Yeah, he’s probably dead as well now.”
Noah opened the door to the mansion and stopped as he saw several police cars enter the driveway.
He held Skye close to him.
She let out a whimper, and he looked down at her. “What is it?”
“He broke my arm.”
“I want to go and kill him again.”
