Page 88 of The Lost Melody


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“Do you want to come, Len?” he murmurs. Orion palms his cock through his pants as he watches us appreciatively and I mewl. “You’re here, whole, and amazing. If I can be strong, so can you.”

Focus.

Struggling, I hold onto Elaine’s hip as I write the last words. My walls are fluttering around Derek’s fingers, my toes cramping as my legs tremble from how close I am to exploding. Dropping the scalpel, the sound of it clattering to the ground is the only noise other than my moan as I reach behind my head to hold onto Derek’s hair as I come.

“Yes, take what you need, Len,” he encourages, burying his face in my hair.

My sight whites out from the strength of my orgasm, and the high of completing my task, to mark a woman who took what was never freely given. I even signed my name at the bottom and named my poem The Outcast.

Breathing hard, the first thing I see is Orion with his shirt ripped off.

“Let’s wake this bitch up and finish killing her, shall we?” he grins and I nod shakily.

Derek rights my clothing and I wince slightly because my panties are completely ruined. Oh well, added incentive to kill Elaine so I can get naked again.

Moving away from Orion and Nurse Ratched, I ignore her labored breathing. He loads up a bucket with ice, uses the laundry sized sink to fill it before tossing it all over her. Shuddering, she screams and twists.

I can’t help but grin, remembering how many times the bitch did this to me.

“Poor, poor, Elaine,” I giggle, watching as Orion grabs a butcher knife and begins cutting.

Leaning against the wall, I spend the next two hours watching Derek and Orion wring scream after scream out for her for entirely different reasons than they do to me. Every time Elaine passes out, she gets seconds of respite before one of them wakes her up again.

Lips twisted in disgust, Derek picks up a clean knife and hands it to me.

“Want to do the honors and then claim your prize?” he asks me.

Taking a deep breath, I nod as I take it from him. Walking towards Elaine, I make eye contact with her as I hold the instrument of her death.

“As fun as this was, I think we’re all done here,” I tell her. She shakes her head, trying to tell me things her lack of a tongue no longer allows. She emptied her bladder an hour ago, and since Elaine is hanging over a drain, Derek used the hose that’s hooked to the other spigot of the double basin sink. They thought of everything when they made this room.

I really thought I might be squeamish during all of this, but instead, all I’ve felt is vindicated.

Drawing the knife quickly across her throat, I ignore the spray as her eyes widen in horror. I need to watch the light leave them before I look away. It may sound silly, but my nightmares can’t have even a shred of hope that she’s alive.

“Lennon,” Orion murmurs softly. My eyes search for him, grinning to show him that I’m fine.

“Give me the knife, baby girl, and go climb our man like a tree,” Derek chuckles.

Handing it to him, I walk quickly towards Orion, being careful not to slip in the blood.

“Yeah, O?” I tease.

“Are you ready to claim what’s yours, beautiful?”

I nod eagerly, pulling off my shirt and tossing it onto one of the sterile metal tables. Orion catches me under my thighs, easily lifting me.

“You’re still so damn light,” he mutters worriedly.

“You can take up weight training with me or feed me sweets. I’ll agree to almost anything as long as it ends with your dick inside of me,” I growl.

Orion wraps my braid around his fist, pulling me tightly to him as he kisses me. “I don’t think I can do soft right now,” he warns me. “I love how feral you look with her blood across your face and chest. It reminds me of how damn strong you are. I want to wrap my hand around your throat and drive my cock into you until you explode around it.”

“Yes, fucking, please,” I purr. I meant what I said about kink play and consent. I enjoy it, with the proper discussion beforehand. “I want you to drive every bad experience out of my body, can you do that?”

I reach between us and unsnap his jeans. Dropping me carefully to the ground, he nods, kicking his shoes off. Grinning, I strip quickly.

“So damn eager,” Orion chuckles. His large hands settle on my ass, and he drops to his knees.

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