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“Such a wicked tongue, I’m sure you don’t need it.” I grin savagely. Kade removes his hand from my throat to hold her steady so I can get my knife into her mouth. I use one hand to pull her tongue out and make quick work of cutting it out of her mouth.
I throw it on the ground, satisfaction burning through me as blood spews from her mouth. I replace Kade’s hand on her face and push her face up at an angle so the blood collects in her mouth.
Fucking fascinating.
Kade continues his exploration of my body as if he hadn't stopped to help me cut out her tongue.
She looks like a wild animal now. Tears and snot and blood are smeared across her face and neck. She tries to scream out but no longer can. I start laughing as I tilt her head back further.
She starts gurgling as the blood pours down her throat faster than she can swallow. Kade works his hands under the waistband of my shorts and starts pushing them down, his breath fanning my neck as it increases.
An almost giddy sensation bubbles up out of me. Taylor choking on her own blood. Kade’s fingers grazing over my core. More laughter spills from my lips as my excitement grows.
I release my hold on Taylor. She immediately throws her head forward, coughing up blood. It hits me in the face, soaking my hair and chest. My smile grows as she fights to catch her breath, spluttering blood all over me with every shaky exhale.
I use my thumb to rub the blood into her cheek. She flinches at the touch and it only makes me laugh harder.
Kade starts rubbing circles over my clit and I shudder under his touch, moaning.
“Stop playing with her,” he commands. “It’s my turn to play with you.” His voice is husky with his desire, ramping up my own need.
I nod in agreement. Ready to end Taylor even though playing with her has been fun. I force her head back up. She struggles and fights against it, but she’s helpless. The fight only makes it better for me.
Almost as good as Kade slipping his fingers between my slick folds and sinking into my core.
I gasp in surprise and writhe against his hand. My grip loosens and Taylor is able to cough up more blood over both Kade and I. He immediately stops moving his fingers inside of me. I cry out.
“Finish her and I’ll finish you,” he promises.
Smirking, I retighten my hold on her. He starts thrusting in and out of me, but I keep my focus on ending Taylor.
Drowning is truly one of the worst ways to go. The struggle to breathe, the pain in your chest, the burn in your throat. The knowledge that this is the end. But drowning in your own blood?
That really does something for my sick and twisted heart.
Her body starts spasming under my hand, drawing an obscene moan from my lips. Blood spills from her mouth. Kade picks up the pace, hitting me in that perfect spot with each thrust of his fingers.
I tighten my grip on her, slamming her head into the wall as I tighten around his fingers. Her body falls still just as I feel the waves of my orgasm crash through me.
Her now lifeless body falls forward when I release it as the pleasure tears through me. Kade slows his pace, carrying me through the waves as they begin to recede.
I lean forward, panting, still riding a high like I’ve never experienced before. I flick my eyes up to meet the lifeless ones of Taylor as I lean against her.
Nodding to myself, I chuckle.
Just when I thought I couldn’t get more fucked up, I unlock a whole new level of psychopath.
“Oh, we are nowhere near done, Ladybug.”
Scar hasamanic look in her eyes.
I’ve never seen her quite like this. Not that we’ve ever done anything like this either.
I couldn’t even tell you what exactly came over me. Just the fact she called me to help her take care of Taylor when she realized she was spying for Romano. It’s something she would normally take care of herself and then get mad when we told her she should have called for backup.
It helps to affirm just how much things have changed between all of us. Scar running away sent me to one of the darkest head spaces I’ve ever been to, but now I feel as if it had to happen for us to get to where we are. Just like I had to lose her for seven years.
Watching her work has always turned me on. I’ve never made a secret of it either. We almost always fuck after a run, if not we chase an adrenaline rush and then fuck. She needs that high she gets from the kill to be dragged out or she crashes. I need to feel her against me after seeing her most depraved pieces.
