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I thrust in again. “Then how did you know he was watching you?”
“Fuck!” he cries out. “Because I stand out here, you know that,” he quips.
“Did you want him?”
“Fuck no.”
“Why not?”
“I have you.”
A satisfied growl rumbles in my throat. “So you went outside?”
“I knew he’d follow me. I may have antagonized him a little. Oh god, please,” he moans, reaching for his dick.
I push his hand away. “No. Keep going.”
His story comes out in fragments, distracted by my thrusts. “I walked behind the bar. Ahh. There was nothing but trees. No traffic. Few customers. Oh god. I went farther, like I was just taking a piss. I heard the crunch of his boots on the snow, smelled the cigarette smoke that clung to his clothes. Oh fuck, Quin,” he moans.
“I don’t care about this, Kas. Tell me what I want to hear,” I say, moving faster.
“He went to touch me, but I side-stepped him and shoved. He fell face first into the ground, so I stood at his head and pulled him by the hair.”
“Mmhmm,” I moan, closing my eyes to envision the scene.
“I pulled the knife from my pocket. The one you bought me,” he says, getting into it now. “The blade is serrated.”
“Yeah,” I groan.
“With his hair in my fist, I leaned down and slid the blade across his throat.” He pauses to moan and dig his nails into my back. “When his body started moving, I swung around and sat on his back, still holding onto his hair. I watched as the blood pooled below his neck, spreading through the snow, creating crimson rivers.”
“Oh yeah,” I moan, fucking him harder and deeper.
“The blood was on my hand, painting my skin red.”
“Mm.”
“I had to pull him deeper into the trees. When I flipped him over, his shirt was soaked in blood. His neck was a dark ruby color.”
“Fuck,” I groan.
“I know why you love blood so much, Quin. It’s so warm. Thick. And that color…you can’t beat the color.”
“Oh god,” I cry, shooting my release deep inside him as I come with a roar.
He drags his nails across my shoulders, arching his back off the bed. After I take a minute to recover, I slide out of him and step onto the floor.
“Where you going?”
I look down at him. “Out. Dinner’s in the kitchen. I’ll be back.”
“What about…?” He gestures to his hard cock.
“You’re good at doing things on your own. Take care of it.”
He twists his mouth at me, and it’s the last thing I see before I turn and walk downstairs. I throw on a pair of thermals and layer my clothes, finishing with a heavy jacket and boots. With my keys in hand, I head to the truck and start it up.
Kaspian should know by now, I always find a way to win these games we play.
