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“No more denying it.”
She shakes her head.
“Good girl.”
Her walls squeeze my dick from the approval, and I grit out my request. “I want you to come all over my cock.”
“I want that too.”
Rewarding her, I thumb her clit, stroking the petals while she bobs up and down. A frantic tempo that matches the inferno igniting in my balls and scorching up my spine. I fist her hair and shove my lips to her ear. “You’re mine. You belong to me. I’m never letting you go.”
“Don’t. Please don’t. I need you too.”
Not more than me. Losing the battle, I shove her down as far as she’ll go. “I’m snipped so you don’t have to worry but I’m going to put my seed in you just the same.”
“Oh god!”
Her ecstasy pushes me over, and I blast deep inside her. “That’s right, little one. Take my come. It’s all yours. Only you.”
She creams just as hard, and we both jolt emptying ourselves. She collapses against me, and I palm her ass cheeks to keep my dick and my release inside her while keeping her from hurting herself.
She nuzzles into my neck, peppering my hot skin with grateful kisses. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Your pleasure is my pleasure.”
On a sigh she snuggles in, accepting my commitment to her. Which began when I saw her gorgeous face and will continue until she’s the last thing I see before I close my eyes forever.
Balthazar
Before I chat with Detective Wilson, I decide to visit with our other guests. Melchior’s bored with Casey since there isn’t much left of him to torture so I send him onto Seraphina’s foster parents.
My brother’s taken a peculiar liking to them since they provide a built-in audience. While he works over one, the other gets to watch. And see what’s coming for them next. Physical and mental terror, which they both deserve.
I shove open Casey’s door and flip on the lights. He doesn’t flinch. Maybe he’s too far gone. I stride up to him, dangling from the ceiling from a wire wrapped around his cock and balls. His body is completely limp. I slap his thigh.
Nothing.
Just cold, slick skin under my palm. No breaths. No pulse.
Well, he lasted longer than I expected. And suffered more than I anticipated. I smile at the thought.
Justice has been served for my angel.
I head to the couple. Blood pools on the floor underneath Melissa as the meat hook threaded between her shoulder blades rips deeper through her skin with each kick from Melchior to her hip. She shrieks with each strike, like a concerto.
Hit, cry, drip.
Hit, cry, drip.
Hit, cry, drip.
Utter perfection.
I nod toward Craig. “Getting a good look? Because you’re next.”
“You don’t have to do this man. I got a house. I got property. It’s yours if you let me go. All yours.”
Interesting. “Don’t you mean “letusgo”, Craig? You want to save your wife, don’t you?”
