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When he’s done, he leaves the knife next to the body. I get up and make my way over, leaning into him, unconcerned with the blood all over his skin and clothes.
“I’m sorry for making you wait so long.”
He kisses me. “Just don’t let it happen again.”
“Yes, sir,” I reply in a teasing tone.
“Now, it’s time for your gift,” he says, leaning against the worktable with Bryan’s body on it. “Go on the other side of yours so I can watch.”
“Will you hand me the gut knife?”
I don’t have a favorite weapon, per se. I use what I can, but since we have a variety here, I figure I’ll go with what I’ve used before.
Waylen watches me with pleading eyes, his cries and yells throughout the entire time Quin was killing Bryan has taken a toll on his vocal cords. He’s lost a lot of energy, and even his muffled moans and pleas sound hoarse.
“Sorry, Waylen. I know we don’t know each other, but nothing you say or do will help you now. You see, you were part of a well thought out present for me.” I look up at Quin and grin. “I can’t turn down a gift this precious, from someone who means so much to me.”
Quin’s lips quirk up on one side, his handsome face splattered with drops of blood.
I take the knife and place it at the hollow of his throat. As I stare into his brown eyes glistening with tears, I plunge it in deep before tearing across the side, making sure it hits the jugular. His eyes are frozen, stuck on my face as he feels his life draining from him. His blood explodes from his veins, quickly covering his neck and dripping over the sides of the table.
Quin gets up and comes closer, pulling the knife from his neck and inspecting the blade.
“Happy early Valentine’s Day.”
I grin. “I thought you’d forget again.”
“You know I’m bad at stuff like this, but I know you enjoy it. Everything about us is different from other couples. I won’t give you flowers and back massages, but I can give you what you really want, even if you don’t know it at the time.”
I grab his hand. “I’m glad you know me so well. I’m sorry I messed things up.”
“I wouldn’t say that,” he replies, looking over at Bryan.
“I got caught up in a fairytale version of us and forgot about your needs. I still watch you and follow you. I realize you need more.”
He holds my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I need to be with anyone else. I don’t want to kill you the way you want to follow me.”
“You just want to hurt me.”
“Mark you,” he says. “As mine. But the longer I go, the harder it gets to stay in control, you understand?”
I nod, grabbing onto his shirt. “I need you inside me.”
“Let’s go to the house. We’ll clean up after.”
We quickly strip out of our bloodied clothes and leave them on the tarp, ready to flee the shed in only our underwear, boots, and jackets. We’re sure to secure the padlock, even though nobody comes out here, and run into the cabin, laughing like a couple of kids as we attempt to get out of the cold as quickly as possible.
Once we’re inside, the mood rapidly shifts into one full of lust and desire.
10
QUINTIN
In the bathroom, we remove our remaining clothing pieces and step under the shower head, the hot water warming us up while also washing blood down the drain.
Kas instantly gets on his knees, his eyes focused on mine as he takes my cock into his hand and brings it to his mouth. His tongue slides between his lips, swirling around my tip in a sensual dance before he envelopes me in his warm mouth.
I close my eyes and drop my head back, the water pouring over my face as I scrub away any blood that’s there before focusing back on Kaspian.
